Fallen Shadow Vtuber Novels & Stories

I let the water droplets cool down my body and reflected on the last five years of my life. From Anna, I had become An, a ruthless assassin, who killed without remorse. Gone was the innocent girl, everyone enjoyed taking advantage of. I was faster and stronger and I had carried out innumerable missions for my organisation, Shadow. Proficient in handling weapons from small pistols to launching missiles. With the strength I had acquired, I could subdue most werewolves. And now it was time to bid farewell to them and embark on my revenge plan. Tomorrow will be my last mission and then I will go for Noah and Ruby. Show them that they had messed with the wrong girl.

But nights like this, the static crept back in. I stood up, legs shaky, and padded to the counter. Swallowed one of each with the last of my cold tea. The pills scraped down my throat. Back on the couch, I opened a new tab and searched ShadowWatcher87 across every platform I could think of. Nothing. No socials, no old forum posts. A ghost Another notification pinged. My stomach flipped. It was another comment on the same post, this time from a regular: *Loving the new direction! When does she confront the watcher?* I almost laughed at the irony. Then a second one popped up right after.

Apart from the live stream, several forums were flooded with people discussing Victoria. "Look at her! She has a shadow, right? I saw a shadow! Can someone tell me if I'm going crazy? Why would I think she does not have a shadow?" One commenter came up with a theory. "She does have a shadow. She's human. Do you think she's been reborn? This is what happens in fiction. The girl who was too kind and gentle was killed. Then, she is reborn and comes back to seek revenge. "I haven't had much to do the past few days, so I've been watching the live stream. I'm sure that Victoria was not at all worried or anxious throughout the whole thing. It was as if she knew what would happen and had thought of

I stated before entering the bathroom for a shower. I stood beneath the shower as the water poured down, feeling lost. I had no idea what to do. Where could I even go? Much like Emily and Ava, I was trapped. I couldn't leave without an invitation because I was his luna. I couldn't imagine finding love. Nobody would be willing to try it with me. I felt trapped. I remained under the shower, tears streaming down my face. I tried to toughen my mind for the bad days coming, but it proved impossible. My heart was shattered, and fear held me tightly.

I could hear someone chuckling but it wasn't Rowan, it was Lucas, Rowan's brother. ‘’I’m Lucas’’ he brought his hand forward for me to shake. ‘’Leah, nice to meet you but I’m in a hurry.’’ ‘’Sure, pleasure’s all mine’’ ‘’What the fuck is going on here?’’, and here comes the wolf who was hiding in the lamb’s clothes, glaring at where my hand was still in his brother’s. ‘’Does it look like we are fucking each other? It's a handshake’’, I replied, with sarcasm of course.

Maybe she wouldn’t have pushed Lyla into such a corner. Wait—Shadow Master! Lyla’s mind lit up with a glimmer of hope. Shadow Master was the founder of a well-known website, capable of modifying features on the platform in real time. He must be incredibly skilled with computers. Maybe, just maybe, he could help her out of this mess. Clinging to this slim possibility, Lyla wiped her tears and stood up. She didn’t care if he mocked or humiliated her. As long as he could fix this disaster, she was willing to swallow her pride.

His thumb scrolled through the feed, but he didn't see anything unusual until he explicitly searched for his own name. He didn't have to look hard. The hashtag #ThamManager was trending right at the top. When he tapped it, the young actor's brow furrowed in disbelief. Countless short POV videos had been edited together from clips of him playfully chatting or joking around with Bellie. Tham tapped into a few of the videos to read the comments. What he saw only deepened his fury.

"I don't want a fair fight, I want something more than that. I want the Dark Knight Pack to watch their Alpha crawl, I want them to see him choose a woman over his duty, and then I want them to watch me take both." He moved toward her, the needle glinting in the light. "— and you, Rebecca, are the perfect bait. A Luna who can't shift, a mother who can't protect her pup — you are the epitome of Kenziel’s failure." He grabbed her arm, his grip like a vice. Rebecca thrashed as the silver shackles tore at her skin but she was too weak, the serum was already dragging her senses back into the fog. "Don't..." She pleaded, her voice breaking.