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Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.

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CHAPTER TWO: THE SAGE'S REFLECTIONS

Henri sat amidst the whispering shadows, his eyes lost in the flickering flames of the candles surrounding him. As the Realm's Sage and Seth's master, he had witnessed countless battles and shaped the course of the Shadow Realm's history.

Memories flooded his mind: his early days as a novice Tenebri, training under Alphonso Remmick, the first Guardian and Kovo. Alphonso's unwavering dedication to the Realm's protection and his unrelenting pursuit of power had inspired Henri.

"The Kovo's strength is not just in their magic, but in their unwavering resolve," Alphonso would say.

Henri's thoughts drifted to Seth, the current Kovo. He remembered the young Tenebri's potential, his unbridled energy, and his capacity for compassion. Seth's journey from a novice to the Realm's strongest warrior was a testament to Henri's guidance.

As Sage, Henri had watched over the Realm, ensuring the balance of power and maintaining the ancient traditions. His advanced age belied his mastery of the shadows, honed through centuries of study and practice.

A soft knock interrupted Henri's reverie. "Enter," he called out.

A young Tenebri, Eira, entered with a bow. "Sage Henri, the Council requests your presence. Concerns about Kovo Seth's prolonged absence are growing."

Henri nodded, rising from his meditation. "I will address the Council. Prepare the chambers."

As he walked, the shadows seemed to whisper secrets in his ear, echoes of Alphonso's legacy. The first Guardian had forged the Realm's defenses, crafting the portals and establishing the Kovo's role as protector.

"The Kovo's strength is the Realm's shield," Henri whispered to himself.

Upon arriving at the Council chambers, Henri surveyed the gathered Tenebri. "We must not doubt Kovo Seth's return. His battle with Steve Nazar will determine the Realm's fate."

Eira stepped forward. "But, Sage Henri, what if he fails?"

Henri's gaze turned stern. "Then we will face the consequences, together. For the Realm, for Alphonso's legacy, and for the Kovo's honor."

The Council nodded, resolute.

As the meeting concluded, Henri retreated to his chambers, lost in thought. The shadows whispered secrets, and he listened, awaiting Seth's return.