Fallen Shadow Vtuber Novels & Stories

“Not there. Not ever.” But even as I said it, I knew my protest was just that—words. Symbols don’t mean much when a man like Marcelo decides to erase them. My eyes drifted to the broken shards of my phone. Pieces of glass sparkled under the dim light, like tiny stars scattered across the rug. My chest ached. That phone had been my lifeline—my way to wire money back to my mother, to Fae. To make sure they ate. To keep them alive while I played Elena’s shadow.

I am what you could be," the shadow said. "What you should be. Unlimited. Unchained. Free." "Free to destroy everything I love." "Free to stop pretending you are something you are not." The shadow circled me. "You chain yourself with mercy. With compassion. With love. But those chains make you weak. Vulnerable." "They make me human." "You are not human." The shadow's smile was cruel. "You are Shadowborn.

'I can feel it I can feel my hands now but what just happened now' -Congratulation quest fails to meet Koishi after a long while, Level decrease 7 > 5

Chastine was frightened for his life. “I’ll be fine. Poison don’t really work well against me.” Vigilantly panting, he continued, “they must’ve sensed the shadowcasting presence from before.” “H-how?” “Beats me. You should know co'z you’re a witborn, ah!” Juste winced from his other wound, a small shrapnel embedded in his left shoulder blade. He removed it, shaking and with effort. Shadowcasting is a taboo art developed by the fellhounds. It’s akin to the dark arts that bloodhunts are capable of.

"Vision is a sense,illusion a game of mind. Now that I see you infront of my eyes, I really don't know which one of them is right" ................................................. Vincenzo pov ............................................. The bastard thought he will escape from my territory,if only he knew with whom is he messing. Shadow ,the fuc*** Diving through the burning flames,I landed on the hard ground. My arm aching but I was least bothered. Picking myself up,I followed the one who they all call "untouchable"

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

-In the treatment room- “Eren who fell because of the monster's brunt apparently managed to inject the substance into Jacob's body. Jacob who had turned into a monster immediately fainted after getting the injection. Eren slowly rose from his fallen position. "Phew... he almost bit me..." Eren said as he looked at Jacob who had fainted and was lying on the floor. The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Doctor Rin, Doctor Anna and Zoya were waiting anxiously from outside the treatment room until suddenly...

“Watch everything. Trust no one.” My pulse was deafening. Fear tangled with desire, nerves alive, every part of me alert. “Who… who is that?” I whispered. “Someone who shouldn’t exist here,” he said, voice low, dangerous. “And someone who can’t touch you—not while I’m near.” The figure stopped, hesitated, then retreated, vanishing into the fog. My chest heaved with adrenaline and fear. I glanced up at him, eyes wide, heart racing, and for the first time, I saw vulnerability there—something dark and jagged beneath the calm, magnetic surface.

he asked, his voice cautious yet intrigued. The figure chuckled, a hint of mischief in their tone. "I am someone who has been watching your journey closely, Aiden. I am known as the Shadow Master, and I specialize in uncovering hidden truths and exposing those who operate in the shadows." Grey's eyes narrowed. "Are you suggesting there are more secrets to uncover? More battles to fight?" The Shadow Master nodded, their voice filled with a sense of urgency. "Indeed, my young warriors. Lady Victoria was but one thread in a web of darkness that spans far and wide. Her downfall was only the beginning."

That long black hair was the reason why she was called Dark Shadow, for it was not merely a decorative piece. Kneeling before Dark Shadow was a walker. This walker was a variant at the peak of 3 Stars; however, right now he looked nothing like a warrior. His limbs were cruelly crashed and one of his eyes had been pulled out forcefully, allowing it to dangle freely out of its socket, held onto by a thin cord of connective tissue. There were several burn marks on his body and there was no life to be seen in his only functioning eye. This was a creature that had been forcefully broken.