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> In a world teetering between light and darkness, two souls are bound by fate.
Arkin, broken by tragedy, walks the road of despair — where every step pulls him closer to the abyss.
Erin, blessed by the gods, rises to fight the encroaching shadow threatening all life.
When their paths collide, the truth begins to unravel:
Even the brightest light must cast a shadow.
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Author's Note:
Hey everyone! It's your boy Arkin, a dark-fantasy lover writing from the heart. ❤️
This is my original story — if something feels similar elsewhere, let me know!
I hope you enjoy this journey through light and despair. 🌙
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**Chapter 9: ARKIN — "First Encounter"
Despair vs. Monsters**
A bright moon hung above, but the night felt anything but gentle.
A lone shadow moved through the deepwoods — Arkin, stepping deeper and deeper toward demon territory.
SHFF… SHFF…
Arkin halted.
Someone… or something was following him.
A crisp sound echoed behind him —
CRACK!
Dry leaves crushed under a hidden footstep.
Before Arkin could turn—
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Shadows spilled from every direction.
A horde of monsters emerged, surrounding him completely.
The cold forest air trembled.
This was Arkin's first true hurdle on his path into demon lands.
Instead of fear, strength surged through him — hotter, heavier, rising with every breath.
A grin stretched across his face.
Arkin: "So… this is how it starts."
He took a single step forward—
SWOOOOSH!
And vanished.
In the next instant— CLANG!! KRRSH!!
Claws and steel collided in a fierce frenzy.
One by one, monsters lunged at him…
One by one, they were cut down.
SLASH!
THUD!
GRAAAH—!
SHK!
But still they came, swarming, roaring, desperate to tear him apart—
—only to be slain again and again.
The forest turned crimson.
Leaves dripped.
Tree bark ran red.
A brutal battle… then silence.
Arkin stood alone, victorious among the fallen beasts.
He continued walking, deeper into the demon territory—
until a massive presence stopped him cold.
A colossal, armored beast stepped out.
The Commander of the Demon Lords.
Their eyes locked.
The forest itself held its breath.
Demon: "So you're the one slaying our monsters. Hmph. You don't look capable."
Arkin: "Huh… and who exactly are you to judge that?"
Demon: "I am your end. The commander under Demon Lord Erscus.
Your fate brought you to me so I can tear you apart.
I'll play with you until you beg for your life."
Arkin: "End, huh…? You sound confident."
Both stood firm.
A wild, furious smile curled on Arkin's lips.
BOOOOOM!!!
A magnificent clash erupted —
And the extravagant battle began.
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What will happen next?
Will Arkin win…
or meet his demise?
Stay tuned.
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Author: "IT'S ME, ARKIN."
"If you made it this far, you're officially part of Arkin's cursed crew 😈 —
Drop a 🔥 if you survived this chapter!"