The Tale of Xadela

The Tale of Xadela

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"The rushing sound of footsteps swept across a building, the uttering of staggered speeches as the building began to rumble; cracks spreading along the walls alongside the ceiling." To the guardians that hold, few given the rather alarming task to be the guardians of Xadela. A job given at birth, said to last till the day they'd die. After a trio escaped out of a crumbling building, they're left in shambles, the once spark of life.. gone. something and someone hadn't made it out, but a new form of life collapsed hard on the ground greeted the trio's feet. And after an everlasting thought over it, the trio gave the new being the name, "Keres Matchithew." And took him in as the new guardian of Xadela. As the years grew, so did the group, everything began to come in order, and everything was the same. Until, one day. Keres stumbled upon a grimoire and had been offered a deal, unknowingly, he took the deal and was granted a power he'd long craved. But, the more the ability had been used.. the more a corrupted matter grew on his body, alongside a mark appearing on his hand. Now, it's up to Keres matchithew to figure out the cause of it.. and.. the truth.
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[BUNDLE] BOOK 1: There's a reason buried things should always stay buried. For better or for worse. To have and to hold a demon for eternity. She says demons haunt the night, inflecting everything in their path. But where I come from demons don't just lurk around the shadows. They breed in your head. Feasting on your soul until you cease to exist. And, mine just woke up infested in wicked lies. Till death do us apart, little soul. BOOK 2: Girls like them are expected to dance to the tune of evil. To smile with the taste of souls in their veins and vengeance in their hearts. To feed the ghosts and the monsters within them. Discarded by the world and hidden in a maze of twisted creatures, I'm barely holding into my sanity, trapped between the past and the present. Between good and evil. Until one day I no longer recognize myself or them. He says he can see beyond the evil that I am. But it's not him that my madness prevails for or HIM. Because I'm starting to hear their tune, dancing to destruction and chaos. BOOK 3: There's a reason buried things should always stay buried. Like my mistakes. Your past. Now the grave is open and corpses are crawling out. Corpses inflicted with lies and betrayals. Corpses that you pull the strings of, corpses that even Hell is afraid to take. You see, little soul, you think that makes you the monster in our story. But you forgot me. You forgot my promise. Our story might have ended with till death do us apart. But even death has a shadow to lose.

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