Story cover for Sway of Forgotten Shadows by magicaldaffodil
Sway of Forgotten Shadows
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  • Time 8h 57m
  • Reads 915
  • Votes 62
  • Parts 49
  • Time 8h 57m
Ongoing, First published Jun 07
2 new parts
🌙 In the chronicles of Heaven it is written:
Bardot, second son of Michael the Archangel, was forged not for silence but for fire. Restless was his spirit, yearning for the battlefield of Earth, where Gabriel's Sky Soldiers carved their legend in blood and light.

And lo, the hour came. The veil parted, and Bardot descended with his sister into the realm of men. But the Earth was no longer a sanctuary of hope-it trembled with omens of the Antichrist's dawn. From the forgotten depths, the Dark Knights awoke, unbroken after eight centuries, rising once more to bend the knee to Lucifer and his claim to the throne of creation.

The hosts of Heaven gathered, Gabriel's banner raised high, the last bulwark against the storm. Angels and demons, light and shadow, destiny and ruin-set upon a collision that would echo through eternity.

Yet even amidst the clash of Heaven's glory and Hell's wrath, Bardot would confront a fate more treacherous than prophecy itself:
a forbidden love.
A love too perilous to be spoken, yet too fierce to be denied-
a love that could unmake the very order of the cosmos.
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He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.