Fallen Shadow Vtuber Romane & Geschichten

I stepped up to the microphone first, heart pounding. “My name is Professor Zira Voss. I am twenty-nine years old. For several months, I was the anonymous patron known as Obsidian Queen on a private cam platform. I tipped generously and engaged in explicit conversations with the performer known as Shadowed Knight. I did not know his real identity until he became my student.” The room exploded with noise. I held up my hand.

In the silent alley, the sound of rustling was heard and two people were fighting against each other. Suddenly, the sound of a slash was heard and the next moment one of the people fell limp on the ground. "You deserve it!" Shadow gritted her teeth, looking at the body with hatred filled in her eyes. "You dared to trick the owners of the orphanage and hurt my master. Did you think that this assassin of his would just let you go?!" Taking in deep breaths, she was stabilizing herself when she heard a loud thud beside her. It sounded similar to the sound of a big sack of potatoes falling from a great height.

“And wanting to f-k men, and wanting to be a submissive, were only two of the things we have worked through.” “And you are fixed now?” “Work in progress,” Shadow grinned. “But I am okay, now. For a while, I was seriously considering offing myself.” He said it casually, as someone might say they had been considering changing hair colour and decided against it, but Raven saw that a muscle tightened in his jaw, and Vixen’s expression changed, softened and gentled. What was more, Raven thought, he believed Shadow entirely. The big man had been thinking, quite seriously, about suicide and owned it completely.

An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen. She swiped to the next file. "Whisper-in-Shadow. A Fae assassin who can literally parasitize a target's shadow, becoming one with it. The entry says not even a Prime Alpha's senses can detect him until the moment of the killing blow." The corresponding image was a swirling vortex of darkness, vaguely humanoid, a shape that seemed to hurt the eyes to look at.

“And wanting to f-k men, and wanting to be a submissive, were only two of the things we have worked through.” “And you are fixed now?” “Work in progress,” Shadow grinned. “But I am okay, now. For a while, I was seriously considering offing myself.” He said it casually, as someone might say they had been considering changing hair colour and decided against it, but Raven saw that a muscle tightened in his jaw, and Vixen’s expression changed, softened and gentled. What was more, Raven thought, he believed Shadow entirely. The big man had been thinking, quite seriously, about suicide and owned it completely.

" why did you let it happen." " someone needed to take my fall and that's Shadow."

They all knew Shadow personally and, more importantly, they know the dark side of the K-pop industry: the conditions ripe for abuse, the cyberbullying from fans, the suicides. “Thank you for that, Cyber,” the host says with a great deal of uncertainty. “But I think what we actually wanted to hear from you was how Shadow inspired you t…” “Geureonikka. I was getting to that. Because of all those hateful comments online, I decided to give the sasaeng fans what they wanted. Because they felt that I had somehow stolen Shadow away from them, I decided I’m going to give him back by sacrificing myself.

Ah~ there’s no self-interest. Shadow flipped her hair to the back and placed her hand on her chest. “My name is Shadow. The former emperor of the Underworld. Currently, I am the mediator of the three worlds. As someone who has been acknowledged to safe keep the harmony between all worlds, my judgment will benefit The Unknown, if not my siblings.

“My bad. I should have told you my name first. I’m Dante Verlice, Alpha of Dark Moon.” I’m doomed.

I loved the thrills that these kinds of things had on me. A car engine was coming in. It was time to leave. I got in the car and ran it into a lake and made my way home laughing at the image of him being shell shocked at my vandalism. I would pay to see that. I got to the porch and hopped on my motorbike to do a quick hit on Alessandro Mikane. A clever man but has no morals in any sort. This job pays me 300k. I would be a fool not to do it. I stood at the roof of the building and pulled the trigger on the gun. I saw a body drop down and screams everywhere.