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Awakened Horror: Evolution Wonderland

[Warning: Mature Content] "He's deemed as the villain… but what if his actions were just misunderstood?" __________ [Rabble band of outcasts!] Calm witch~ "I've got a dissociative personality disorder, but I can separate them as individual entities!" Mischievous warrior~ "I've got a high level of potential, I'm a man from hell after all." Bored trickster~ "I've got many stunts up my sleeves, I can make you moan and bleed at the same time!" Me~ "I'm just an honest FBI trainee." ________ In the spirited underside of a world shadowed by the Abyss, Roman, a promising but untested FBI trainee, stumbles into a chilling nightmare. An inexplicable phenomenon unleashed bloodthirsty creatures unlike anything the world has ever witnessed, and in the chaos, Roman finds himself infected. His search for answers throws him into a perilous alliance with a rabble band of outcasts – a calm witch with secrets of her own, a mischievous warrior scarred by encounters with the Abyssal darkness, and a bored trickster hiding a surprising depth of knowledge. Haunted by visions of a looming apocalypse and whispers of an ancient prophecy, Roman must unravel the true secrets of his infection before it consumes him and unleashes the full, chilling might of the Abyss upon the world. The Abyssal stain wrenches within him, a dark melody whispering promises of power and destruction from the very depths of hell. But can Roman resist the Abyss' seductive pull? As his power grows, the line between a protagonist and an antagonist blurs.

Dreamylad · Fantasy
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35 Chs

Chapter 029: A brother's pain.

Dust danced in the slivers of light that dared to creep through the old library's grime. My fingers grazed the rough cover of a hidden book, the inscription 'Do Not Read' sending a tingle down my spine. Intrigue clawed at me like a mischievous cat.

As I gingerly opened the book, the world seemed to hold its breath. My heart thumped like a trapped bird.

"What you got there?" Lazaros' gruff voice shattered the silence. He peered over my shoulder, his brow furrowed. "Let's see that," he mumbled, reaching for the book. His calloused fingers traced the ancient symbols, his face drawn in concentration.

My gaze wandered to the other dusty tomes, searching for something, anything. What I was looking for, I didn't even know.

"This shouldn't be here," Lazaros muttered, his voice barely a whisper. "It shouldn't be here at all."