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Shadow Being System

Check out my other books: Demon Being System and The Neptune Guardian. In a world where strength determines one's future, William, an orphan with no extraordinary talents, faces a grim destiny—until a brutal attack leaves him clinging to life. Instead of death, he awakens to a mysterious and powerful entity lurking within his mind: the Shadow System, a game-like interface that promises him unimaginable power. But this power comes with dark secrets, and refusing it would mean his death. Forced into a pact with a voice that can hear his every thought, William must navigate a dangerous new reality where shadow abilities and celestial power collide. As he enters the prestigious military academy, his newfound abilities draw both allies and enemies, all while a deadly conspiracy brews in the shadows. With the odds stacked against him, William must unravel the mystery of the Shadow System and decide whether to embrace the darkness within—or be consumed by it. His journey from a bullied outcast to a potential god will challenge not just his survival, but his very humanity. Power always comes at a cost—will William be able to pay the price? "What am I?" William asked the system. The system’s voice echoed in his head, cold and indifferent. "You are nothing."

thesage196 · Fantasy
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136 Chs

Chapter 22

Miss Mona could sense the tension thickening in the air, the students holding their breath, hoping the beast was truly down for good. But her instincts told her otherwise. The second beast's bloodshot eyes flickered with life once again, its body trembling as if gathering the last remnants of strength. The crackling of electricity reignited around it, and Mona knew that the fight was far from over.

The creature's deep, guttural growl filled the tunnel as it began to rise, its legs struggling to pull free from the earth Mona had trapped it in. Black blood dripped from its gaping wounds, but despite the damage, it was far from defeated.

Miss Mona's exhaustion was creeping up on her; maintaining such precise control of her telekinesis for so long was taxing. Her breathing was shallow, and beads of sweat rolled down her temples. But she couldn't stop now, not with the students behind her, terrified and vulnerable.