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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 · ファンタジー
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35 Chs

Chapter 32

The same means I had, he'd said. My mind raced, desperately searching for the answer hidden within his cryptic statement. But before I could decipher his meaning, the present situation demanded immediate action.

The remaining voices yelling from excitement earlier suddenly close off. Darkness began outweighing the artificial light, lowering the luminance of Wonderland, which then altered the colour of everything and everywhere to ash moonlight glow.

Lazaros didn't look my way again. He simply turned and charged towards the emerging Void entities, his sword drawn and blazing with an altered otherworldly glow.

The shadowy figures converged from the swirling mist, mere faceless entities. They bore the shape of familiar faces, distorted and twisted into grotesque mockeries of real people. My friends, my colleagues, even innocent bystanders – all warped into nightmarish mockeries by the encroaching darkness.