The Sword of Love: Season 3

A fresh start-that's what college was supposed to be. Amara had left behind her hometown and the cursed sword she had wielded to save herself and those she loved. The darkness she had battled, embodied in a sinister entity known as the Keeper of Shadows, was gone. She was free, she told herself, even as a chill clung to her skin every time she glimpsed her own reflection.

It began subtly, with strange dreams that felt too vivid, as if a hidden part of her soul were calling out from somewhere else. The dreams grew darker each night, until Amara stood in front of an old mirror, where her own eyes stared back-not with fear, but malice. A shiver ran through her each time she caught her own reflection lingering, her face subtly different from how she knew it.

As her first semester unfolded, a mysterious fear rooted itself deeper into her. Shadows seemed longer than they should be, stretching hungrily across walls, following her even in daylight. Something she had buried was clawing its way back, and Amara couldn't shake the sense that this time, the darkness came not from the outside world, but from within her.