Shadow Slave: Prince of the Underworld
In the hollows deep, where silence weaves,
Whispers crawl, like spectral leaves.
Ancient secrets, etched in stone,
In darkness’ grip, their truth is known.
Visions waltz upon the brink,
Where sanity and madness link.
Abyssal depths, where stars retreat,
Echoes murmur, secrets sweet.
Beware the void’s relentless hold,
Where eldritch terrors writhe, untold.
In fear’s embrace, the shadows thrive,
Ancient darkness, ever alive.
[Aspirant! Welcome to the Nightmare Spell. Prepare for your First Trial…]
Fanfiction of Shadow Slave, a novel by Guilty Three.
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