Nightfall Chronicles

As Alex went unconscious after bleeding out and losing his breath, his life drifted away, now his consciousness was buried deep in his mind as his brain activity slowed down. He didn't feel no sense of peace, only a truckload of regrets. As he sank further to a seemly never-ending abyss, Alex saw the light. "Was this the popular light people saw when they died ?" He thought, his consciousness floated toward the bright purple light and once he got close, the light like a raging tornado sucked him in.Alex opened his eyes. The confusion in his mind reflected on his facial expression. Alex stood up from the ground and looked around his once not so clean room, which was now in complete disarray and chaos. He looked at his shattered window and his hands went subconsciously towards his neck. " Okay, this is really weird because I could have sworn I was dying" Alex thought as he stared at the glass shards on the floor. "Or was it a dream""No, the blood on the floor said otherwise". It was a

"I heard a halfling is coming to get registered, where might they be, I have other matters that currently need my attention." a white haired man with youthful appearance spoke as he looked towards a dark-haired Man with thick eyebrows sitting with papers at hand. The man controlled the administrative department of the bureau, appearance can be deceiving in the supernatural world, for despite his youthful appearance he was over a thousand years old."They would soon be here, Casper, so just suck it up. After all you just got here yourself" the dark-haired youth replied in a soothing voice that gave a certain calm.As the two conversed, the door opened, showing forth a beautiful figure in silver armor. "Lady Sylvia, to what do we owe this visit." Casper said with a smile."Your presence is definitely a big honor, so your wish is our command" he continued while a gave a little bow."She is the one you are waiting for simp, proceed with your job and stop fooling around" the administrator

Within an entirely different plane lay a force. A force lying in slumber for nothing in this present era feels worth its attention, for it misses the days when it was bathed in the blood of both its comrades and enemies. Now eons have passed, and time, from which it has long since unshackled itself, has no effect on its bones, but that may now seem more of a curse than a blessing, for its very mind craves something! Anything! Except peace. For that's all it sees in this era, so it took the best option... to go into an eternal rest, at least until something else that jogs its old bones comes along.And on this certain day, something did happen. The wheel of fate trembled, this seemingly little act made a resounding deep chilling whistle throughout all beings that have tasted the power of the cosmic and divine! For the wheel signifies the fate of an entire era, and any deviation or out-of-place movement only means one thing: Cosmic strings have been cut, and the old ways have been reviv

As the chamber of healing bathed in an aura of tranquility, Azaroth finished his report to Count Rufus, the ruler of House Valentino, about the events that transpired between Alex and the celestial being, Lysandra. He recounted everything he had witnessed during the encounter—the mysterious potion, the surge of power, and the vortex of dark energy that seemed to beckon Alex.Count Rufus listened intently, his expression shifting from curiosity to a mix of concern and intrigue. "A celestial being, you say? This halfling has certainly become a curious anomaly. I have my doubts about him, but if he is connected to cosmic forces, then he might prove useful in the future."Azaroth clenched his fists, trying to hide his disdain for Alex, but the count noticed the underlying tension in his demeanor. "You still hold animosity towards the halfling, Azaroth. I understand your reservations, but we must approach this situation carefully. If he is indeed connected to celestial forces, he might be