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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."

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Chapter 54

Heavy rain poured down in torrents, pounding the earth with relentless force. The sky was a swirling mass of dark clouds, illuminated only by the occasional streak of lightning that tore across the heavens. Thunder rumbled ominously in the distance, its growls growing louder with each passing second. The air was thick with moisture, the oppressive weight of the storm mirroring the tension that filled the narrow alleyway.

In the dimly lit alley, a boy stood, his black hair plastered to his forehead and neck, soaked through from the relentless downpour. His clothes clung to his lean frame, the self-regenerating academy uniform mending itself in real-time from the damage it had sustained in the brutal fight. Despite its miraculous repair capabilities, his body wasn't so fortunate. Smears of blood streaked his face and arms, remnants of the battle he had been fighting for what felt like hours. His chest heaved with the effort of breathing, each breath labored and shallow.