Fallen Shadow Vtuber Novels & Stories

Pain shot through every part of her body. The bond severing had been violent. Traumatic. It felt like someone had reached inside her chest and ripped out part of her soul. Because that's exactly what they'd done. Without a pack bond, she was vulnerable. Weak. Powerless. Just another rogue wolf that any pack could kill on sight. That any rogue could attack without consequences. That the world could swallow up without anyone caring or noticing. Lyra forced herself to stand. Her legs shook. Her vision blurred. Black spots danced at the edges. But she stayed upright through sheer stubbornness.

there was light surrounding him as she could only see the silhouette of the wings and the body. She opened her mouth to speak, but men began to run over from behind with shovels, though she couldn’t stop looking at the mysterious silhouette. Her eyes widened as someone pulled her up from the dirt and she turned to them breaking out of her trance. Once she turned back the silhouette was gone. Her eyes looked around for it. Hiding in the darkness was where she saw the winged shadow one last time right before it disappeared. “Hey Peters! You alright?” Xavier asked, grabbing her elbow as her heart slowly began to calm down.

he was immediately cut off and then suspended in the air as Susie held him from under his back with one arm. She used her other arm to grab his microphone and pull it forward. “I’m a fallen fairy, also known as a demon. I’ve recently retired from the Shadow Warriors to be the lead of security for the Village. Looking forward to meeting anyone interested in learning how to handle themselves. Don’t let this pretty face fool you,” she said, beaming.

A solitary tinder was seen, glowing ever gently yet it could also be perceived that this little light was persisting on keeping its gentle spurts of brilliance amidst the flooding of the unnatural rainfalls around it. The gods and immortals even observed that the will contained within the dancing glimmers of greyish light was a tad stronger than its initial resurgence. In the immediate aftermath of this unlikely sequences, a smiling form of a daughter of heaven, both in beauty and pride as embraced death with open arms, crumbled into ashen smudges towards the depths below its fragmenting posture. An end worthy of a once revered Queen, Cheska Shadoweaver.

she didn’t know it. The opaque eyes stared at her with a certain surprise and a little indignation, it was almost as if he screamed in her mind 'how dare you not know my name?', but still, he replied. He responded in a cold and troubled way, as if he did not present himself to another being... for millennia. "Kalias" he said with a husky and heavy voice "I am Kalias, the fallen alpha of montdust". Kalias. The name seemed to resonate in the mind of the girl, Kalias who came from Kalos and meant... beauty.

Steve said approaching Seth who is still on the ground Another Seth is still falling from the sky, he forms Shadow Universal Bomb: A huge black Shadow Energy Ball that gives off screeching sounds. The Shadow Universal Bomb takes shape on his right hand ripping his arm and sleeves to shred, Seth with full speed from falling brings forth his hand aiming it Steve

Selina groans from the pain inflicted on her. "What a beautiful moan you have there, Miss Selina." tease Light. He continues the attack with a kick, satisfying his urge to hear another painful groan from Selina then throwing her further from him. "Light has you satisfied with the fight yet?" Shadow reappears from nowhere to question Light. "Gasp… w-who are you?" Selina asks. "Are you another assassin Raisen has assigned to eliminate me?" "My name is Shadow and yes, I am Miss Selina Hayes. Truly unfortunate situation to introduce myself in front of yourself." Shadow replied.

She pressed the small close button of the pop-up. “…no, I can’t be like this…” Andrea took a deep breath and scrolled up to find the article. “I’m the owner and the face of VNVS right now. My image will affect the company.” It’s just that… the article really felt like some kind of clickbait scam. When Andrea expected some grand criticism against her—the dubbed traitor of Monarch; all she saw was a lengthy chronicle of Gryphon’s love life. It was as if the article was slapping her with the faces and standing of all the women that Gryphon dated in college up until now.

And then August followed, slower than the rest, like he was already a few drinks in, his movements just a little off. Three of them, my jaw clenched as I watched their annoying faces laughing and chanting their team names as they pushed in. One was missing, my eyes scanned behind them without thinking, but he wasn’t there. Asher, the leader of the quads. I looked away quickly, forcing myself to focus on the table again, but it was too late. My chest had already tightened, that familiar feeling crawling back up like it had never really left. They didn’t recognize me, though I knew they wouldn’t. Back then, I wasn’t like this…