Tenebrous

•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.}}