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Tenebrous
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    Reads 45
  • WpVote
    Votes 4
  • WpPart
    Parts 6
  • WpHistory
    Time 40m
Ongoing, First published Jan 07, 2022
Mature
•ten·e·brous /ˈtenəbrəs/ (adjective)
dark; shadowy or obscure.

There is another realm parallel to the human world. This world grants those who died an unfair death (getting murdered, for example) a second chance at life. They are reborn as a mythical creature at random, sometimes retaining their memories of their previous life, sometimes forgetting everything. This world is made of every regular human's fantasy: creatures and monsters, large and small of every color and type imaginable. Gorgeous landscapes and areas, including large, bustling cities; tundras and deserts extending as far as the eye can see, dotted occasionally with an oasis; and an expansive and shimmering forests filled with wonders.

But, of course, everything peaceful and beautiful comes with something that longs to own it all. With the Madgia creatures on the rise, people are forced to hide in their homes and even evacuate where they live. Guardians are rising up, too, in an attempt to suppress these things, but they're vastly outnumbered. If only there was a way to find their source...

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[[WARNING! This story may contain graphic scenes of violence, blood, gore, death, strong language, trauma, suicide, and occasional flirting. Reader discretion is advised.]]

{{Images used will be credited properly in a chapter at the end dedicated to credits. This will be done while the story is in its finalization stage before being marked as complete. I will not claim any images that are not mine as my own.}}
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There are choices that feel like accidents. Decisions that arrive dressed as inevitability. And men who never act without already knowing the outcome. She doesn't realize she's been chosen, only that the world begins to bend when she steps into it. Elysian is not a place for coincidence. It rewards foresight, patience, and those ruthless enough to pull strings no one else can see. And he has built his empire on 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩. Power recognizes power and hers has 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 been dangerous. What looks like an unfortunate crossing of paths is anything but. Beneath every gesture lies intent. Beneath every silence, calculation. And beneath his attention, something sharpened by resistance rather than softened by it. They share a history that should have stayed buried, not because it was harmless, but because it taught them exactly how lethal the other could be. She thinks she's choosing her moves. He's been planning around them. Power shifts. Motives tangle. Obsession slips into something that looks like protection, like necessity until walking away stops being an option. Here, unions aren't built on submission, they're forged between equals who know precisely where to strike. A woman who refuses to be owned. A man who refuses to lose control. And a bond that was never a matter of if, only when. And the best part? 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭.