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Shadow of Death

Sheohn
In the once-vibrant city of General Santos, a strange and haunting darkness begins to fall. Shadows move with intent, slithering through alleyways and hiding in plain sight—bringing with them death, fear, and an ancient evil that seeks to devour humanity from within. Paul, a quiet, kind-hearted student, suddenly finds himself at the center of a battle he never chose. When a monstrous entity known as The Claw—a former murderer reborn as a shadow creature—attacks his school, Paul is gravely wounded. But in the moment of near death, a mysterious light awakens within him, forming an ancient, shining armor and a sword forged from the Word itself. He becomes something more: a Guardian, one of the chosen few who can fight back the darkness. Elsewhere, veteran investigator Greg, and forensic expert Harriette, follow a trail of grim murders that defy explanation. What begins as a local case slowly unravels into a terrifying truth: missing criminals may have become vessels for shadows. Behind them all looms the terrifying presence of The Dragon, the ancient leader of the shadow ranks, sending ever-stronger horrors like The Maw and Dark Sword to prepare the earth for a greater darkness. Amid the terror, flickers of hope shine. From the Great Commission Missionary Baptist Church, Pastor Joseph and his pregnant wife Mariz fight back with prayers and truth. Guardians rise in other cities. And across the nation, stories spread of warriors clad in divine light—protectors chosen by something far greater than themselves. As the war between light and shadow escalates, Paul must face the truth about who he is and why he was chosen. But with each victory, the darkness grows smarter, hungrier, and more desperate to claim what light remains. Can a single boy’s faith and courage stand against an army of living nightmares?
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“Compassion. What is compassion? Is it strength, or weakness. Is it mercy, or a half a measure? Is it a sign of naivety or experience? Or perhaps, it is one of those things that tread the line of ruin and preservation, it’s true meaning known only to gods. I wonder, what do you think of compassion?” “Compassion? For me, it is like a sword. One which you wield from the blade, not the grip.” ……………. Reshi’s life was not a happy one. His childhood was one of poverty, and a family barely keeping it together. It wasn’t a particularly fun childhood, so he decided to end it early. How? Well, he joined the army, where he was turned from child to weapon, expertly wielded by the republic. There he had met many great people, and he had seen them die also. A terrible life really. One that he wasn’t too sad to say goodbye to. After speaking to an extremely convincing deity, he decided to cash in his death for a new life, a glorious one from one of his favourites new novels. The life of a spoiled, and more importantly, rich young noble. Which he had been given….for all of thirty minutes. He had been placed in the body of a hated antagonist, one that only existed in a flashback backstory. His fate was destine to be pathetic, his end pathetic, loved and remembered by no one. But Reshi had already gone through that once. So this time he was determined to change things. To do something about his shitty fate, so that for the first time in two lives, he could carve out a little corner of peace for himself in the world, and maybe even find some happiness to go along with it. [[[[[This is a rewrite of my first novel, that I barely even began, so I’m still quite a new writer, open to any feedback.]]]]]]
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