Komahina Comic Novels & Stories

Kohina lowered her gaze to her bare feet, the skin marked with streaks of red and orange that resembled tattoos of fire and sunset. “There are visions we receive from the cosmos that we are sometimes forced to keep to ourselves.” Araheen found the idea difficult to accept. Possessing knowledge that could alter the course of events—yet being forbidden to share it—felt almost incomprehensible. “Can you tell me what fate you have seen for your people?” she asked, not truly expecting the answer she hoped for, but compelled to ask all the same. “I do not have that vision.” Kohina looked up at her, a trace of sadness passing through her sunset-colored eyes. “I have seen my own death, but I cannot

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

“I’ve known you all my life. You can fool Rehan with your games, but not me.” His eyes darkened with something that made her blood run cold. “I’m Ekansh,” he continued, his voice steady but laced with menace. “Rehan’s most loyal friend. And I’ve been waiting for the day you’d finally go too far.” Shama’s heart pounded in her chest. *Ekansh...* She remembered the character from the comic—Rehan’s closest friend and fiercest protector. In the story, Ekansh had always despised Shanaya for the harm she caused Naina, and now that hatred burned in his gaze.