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FERAL ORIGINS!!

"Horrified at the view of the moon, for it was the moon." Two friends embark on a journey driven by a primal curiosity. Their names are whispered in the village with unease, like a chilling secret. They set out to capture elusive wolves on film, yet what they discover beneath the moon's glow is a mystery that defies reason. As night descends, their survival hinges on unravelling this enigma, but not all will emerge unscathed. In this gripping tale, dive into the eerie unknown where science and folklore collide.

Pixiom · Horror
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72 Chs

Chapter-1: Evolution

Ethan Callahan surrounded himself by his college companions in the dimly lit lecture hall. The air was heavy with the scent of musty textbooks, and the sound of scribbling pens filled the room. The warm glow of the lights above cast eerie shadows on their faces as if hiding their true intentions. Little did Ethan know, this seemingly innocent gathering would soon become a nightmare he could never escape.

In a dimly lit classroom, the air heavy with anticipation, a figure emerged from the shadows. With an aura of severity and an abundance of knowledge, the lecturer commanded attention as they strode purposefully towards the front of the room. Their eyes, filled with admiration and something more sinister, scanned the sea of students, their gaze lingering on each individual like a predator assessing its prey.

Ethan sat anxiously in the dimly lit lecture hall, unaware of the impending darkness that would shroud his life. The air was heavy with anticipation, as if the room held a sinister secret. The professor, a mysterious figure with piercing eyes, began to speak, his voice a haunting melody that sent shivers down Ethan's spine. Little did he know this lecture would be the catalyst for a terrifying transformation, forever changing the course of his existence. In a dimly lit lecture hall, the air hung heavy with anticipation as the lecturer stepped onto the stage. As he began to speak, the room fell silent as if under a spell. Deep and resonant, his voice echoed through the space, sending shivers down the spines of those in attendance. The lecturer delved into the subject matter with an intensity that bordered on the supernatural. Charles Darwin's notion of "survival of the fittest." His words took on their own life as he spoke, weaving a chilling tale of nature's ruthless hierarchy. Each sentence dripped with a sinister allure, captivating the audience in a web of fascination and dread. The lecturer's eyes gleamed with an otherworldly light as if possessed by the very essence of Darwin's theory.

It was as if he had tapped into a dark force, channelling its power to convey the terrifying. In the depths of darkness, a chilling voice pierced through the silence. "Listen closely," it whispered, sending shivers down the spine. "Survival does not favour the mighty or the brilliant, but rather those who adapt to the ever-shifting tides of change." The air grew heavy with an eerie anticipation as these haunting words echoed through the night. It was as if an unseen force had awakened, ready to unveil the sinister truth within the shadows. The speaker's voice, laced with a devilish charm, beckons listeners into a realm of unimaginable horrors. In this twisted tale, strength and intelligence were rendered powerless, mere illusions of security. The key to survival lay embracing the unknown and dancing with the macabre transformation symphony. The world was a ruthless stage where only the adaptable would find solace. As the words lingered, unease settled upon those who dared to listen. The darkness seemed to grow.

In the dimly lit room, Ethan sat hunched over his notepad, his eyes fixated on the words he feverishly scribbled. The air was heavy with an eerie silence, broken only by the scratching sound of his pen against the paper. As he delved deeper into his study, the lines on his face grew more pronounced, etching a portrait of obsession and madness.

The room seemed to shrink around him, the walls closing in like a sinister embrace. Shadows danced on the walls, their twisted forms mocking his futile attempts to capture the essence. In the depths of Darwin's mind, the consequences of his hypothesis echoed relentlessly, creating a haunting melody that refused to fade away.

In the depths of his mind, these innocent comments began to decay, morphing into a sinister force that fueled his insatiable thirst for knowledge. A dark obsession consumed him, driving him to unravel the enigmatic secrets of evolution. Little did he know, this perilous quest would lead him down a treacherous path, where his very survival skills would be pushed to their limits in unimaginable ways.

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