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Lunar Veil: A Tale of Untamed Shadows

"Wasn't I supposed to be a werewolf? WTH IS THIS THEN?" A realm whispers, a call to the soul, Mystic echoes bidding one to stroll. Answer it must, this ethereal plea, For in that realm, a destiny may be. Adrian, the werewolf supposedly endowed with power but cursed to be unable to harness the moon's abilities, couldn't help but lament the idea of putting an end to his own misery. Leading a normal life in the human world proved challenging for him. It wasn't going well until he encountered the dream diver, experiencing a newfound joy in life and gradually shedding the feeling of being cursed. If only that joy could last forever. Follow Adrian on his journey as he grapples with the fate of his curse and unlocks powers he never thought he possessed. “WHAT'S THE POINT OF THESE POWERS IF IM GOING TO BE PUT IN SUCH SITUATIONS!”

samandridaku · Fantasia
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123 Chs

The heels

Unable to contain his curiosity, Adrian addressed the unseen presence. "I know you're there. Come out."

'Silence'

Adrian confidently asserted, "It's no use hiding. I can sense you with my sharp senses, and I know you're there. You can't fool me."

'Silence'

Adrian shrugged. "Fine, if you don't want to show yourself, fine by me."

Adrian continued walking without stopping or looking back, knowing that it was futile since the unseen presence persisted with its footsteps.

Feeling a sense of urgency, Adrian decided to press on, considering the encroaching darkness and the unknown presence following him.

He needed to find a place for shelter and rest, feeling a bit unsettled after walking all day without any sign of the city in the distance.

Adrian quickened his pace, scanning the surroundings for any signs of shelter. The dense forest around him offered limited visibility, and the ever-present snow made it challenging to navigate.

As he moved forward, the footsteps behind him persisted, echoing the rhythm of his own steps.

Before long, Adrian could discern various nocturnal noises in the distance, signaling the emergence of the creatures of the night.

"This is quite the night. First, mysterious footsteps, and now the cacophony of monsters. Let's hope I make it through the night in one piece."

Muttering to himself, Adrian began to pay closer attention to his surroundings, keen on finding a suitable shelter for the night.

Venturing into the forest was out of the question. Adrian was uncertain about the types of monsters that lurked within, and he couldn't risk entering blindly.

Adrian continued along the path created by the traffic. The presence of a defined route was the primary factor motivating him to move forward, hinting at something ahead.

As Adrian proceeded, unsure of the distance, he remained focused on the hope of reaching his destination.

Lost in thought, Adrian abruptly heard the approaching footsteps growing louder. Without hesitation, he plunged into the shadows.

Shadows served as his safety net, and with the uncertainty of the source of the sound, Adrian had to remain on his toes.

Reacting on instinct, Adrian, well aware of his vulnerabilities, responded to the escalating sound of footsteps.

In the shadows, Adrian finally discerned what had eluded his sight earlier.

A pair of heels rested in the very spot where Adrian had previously stood.

'So I wasn't imagining stuff.' 

In the serene expanse of pristine snow, a pair of immaculate white heels rested, delicately fashioned from translucent glass.

The winter landscape embraced them like a shimmering canvas, with the crystalline snowflakes adding a touch of ethereal elegance to the scene.

Positioned at a distance, the heels created an illusion—an enigmatic void where an invisible woman, a specter of delicate grace, seemed to stand.

They bore the quiet testimony of timeless sophistication, their transparency allowing the snowy landscape to paint a delicate contrast beneath them.

The space between the heels held a spectral allure, as if an unseen presence lingered there, a phantom wearer leaving behind the essence of her invisible form.

The crisp air whispered secrets as it danced around the glass heels, adding an intangible mystique to the wintry tableau.

As daylight waned and the snow-clad surroundings embraced the tranquility of dusk, the glass heels retained a silent elegance—a poetic statement frozen in time, inviting the imagination to weave tales of the unseen figure that once graced the pristine snow with her ethereal presence.

"So the sound of footsteps was coming from these heels? Why didn't I see any footprints?" Contemplating the peculiar nature of the situation, Adrian couldn't help but question his own sanity.

The heels remained in place as Adrian emerged from the shadows. An enigmatic aura surrounded them, creating an indescribable sensation that left Adrian perplexed.

He could tell that these heels were anything but simple.

"Your persistent following has been unsettling. I'm not sure of your intentions, but I'd appreciate it if you stopped this behavior."

"..."

'Great, now I'm having a conversation with a pair of heels. I'm sure She's thoroughly amused.'

Adrian sighed, pondering the strange occurrence, and resumed his movement.

This time, the sound of footsteps, accompanied by the tapping of heels, echoed right beside Adrian.

Observing the heels without any corresponding footprints, Adrian couldn't help but wonder about the inexplicable nature of the phenomenon.

'At least I have a partner for my journey now.' 

The notion didn't linger for long, as the heels quickened their pace. Now, it was Adrian following the heels. Witnessing this accelerated movement, Adrian became increasingly suspicious.

"It had been following behind me all this time, so why did it choose to go fast now?" Adrian wondered, growing more puzzled by the behavior of the mysterious presence.

Surveying his surroundings for potential danger, Adrian found nothing, adding to the bizarre nature of the situation.

Trailing behind the enigmatic heels, Adrian questioned the wisdom of his decision but felt he had no other choice. The uncertainty of facing danger alone seemed preferable to navigating it together with an unknown companion.

Unless the heels were the danger.

Adrian, choosing to disregard the red flags, pressed on. However, the erratic changes in pace of the heels prompted Adrian to dive into the shadows, unwilling to take any chances with the unpredictable companion.

'I still need to rest. If I'm forced to fight or run in this situation, that will be a pain.'

Exhaustion began to catch up with Adrian after a day of continuous walking. Unable to resist it any longer, Adrian looked at the heels and spoke up, "Hey, do you know of any place I can use for the night as shelter? I've been walking all day."

Aware that he might not receive a response and uncertain if the heels could even understand his words, Adrian spoke, acknowledging the potential futility of his inquiry.

Seemingly contradicting Adrian's expectations, the heels paused for a moment and then changed direction, leading towards…. the forest.

'Now this is something I didn't want but... should I follow?'

Without affording him much time to ponder, the heels pressed on. Watching them move away, Adrian had to make a decision swiftly, and indeed, he did.

In glass heels, delicate and bright,

A dance unfolds, ethereal light.

Fragile elegance upon each stride,

A tale of grace, where dreams abide.

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