Daughterofdarkness Stories

Yami Musume is the daughter of darkness. After being transported to the Naruto universe, she must learn how to love and how to keep the darkness from consuming her. This story includes OCxvarious. First fanfic, PLEASE DON'T FLAME!!!!

An orphanage. A twin sister. An education. Close people. I'm sorry, is there a word missing? Everything seems normal to me. I don't know what I forgot. She is fine, isn't she? Ah, maybe not. Indeed, a word is missing from these previous sentences...

Eleanor Abernathy aka Delilah is a world known assassin. Despite her size and her gender she has made it to the top in man's profession. (If that is what you can call it) She may appear to be heartless but is she really? Is there an actual human girl with feelings under the mask she wears?

"In a house filled with wealth and silence, secrets grow-known only to the shadows. A girl searching for her truth among faces that don't resemble her, and a father reduced to nothing but a mysterious name from the past. As the threads begin to unravel, she realizes that family isn't always a safe haven... it might just be the beginning of everything dark." Maria, a girl raised within walls of luxury and quiet, has always felt like a stranger to the place... and to herself. All she knows of her father is his silence, his absence, and fragmented memories that fade into shadow. But when violence shatters her refined world, she discovers that the truth kept from her may change everything. At the heart of a complex web of secrets, loyalty, and deceit, Maria finds herself face-to-face with a fate she never asked for... and a family she never chose. Between the mask and the truth, will she follow the pull of blood-or the call of her heart?

📖 STORY DESCRIPTION: MIST OF THE DAMNED In the world of Glamour, power is not inherited-it is granted by the gods. Kings and Queens rule with divine strength, maintaining order and peace for centuries. But peace is fragile. A royal war opened the gates to invaders from beyond the realms. Four conquerors descended, crushing armies barrier and slaughtering the blessed rulers. They believed they were the ultimate power. They were wrong. From the chaos, she appeared. A being untouched by any known magic or god. She possessed wings as black as a starless void and eyes that held no humanity. Dark, lightning-like marks crawled across her skin-glowing ominously, yet cold and dead. No one knew if she was Immortal, Monster, or something that should have never existed. But they knew one truth: She was Death. Where she walked, a suffocating dark mist followed. Those touched by it did not die easily. Their minds shattered into madness. Their bodies rotted with incurable decay. Their flesh dissolved into ash... yet the pain remained. Fear spread faster than war. She was named The Mist of the Damned, The Cursed One, The Daughter of Darkness. Feared as the ultimate evil, a curse that brought only destruction. However, fate is never simple. As whispers of her true identity surface, the world is forced to ask: What if she was never the enemy? Is she truly a monster born to destroy? Or is she a tragic soul, burdened by a cruel destiny, punishing the world because it was the only way she knew how to survive? When the truth is revealed, will they still point their swords at her? Or will they finally see the unbearable pain hidden behind her destruction? Now, she stands at the crossroads of fate. Will she embrace the darkness and drown the world in eternal mist? Or will she accept her punishment, sacrificing herself to save those who dared to understand her? Because in the end... Divine judgment is never wrong. But sometimes... It is unbearably cruel.