Rise of the Shadow god
READING AGE 18+
The Rifts appeared without warning—tearing open the sky and unleashing nightmares. Humanity's only defense: Hunters, warriors blessed by abyssal power. At the bottom of that blood-soaked ladder stands Axel, a D-rank scavenger so forgettable his own squad uses him as bait.When a dungeon collapse leaves him impaled on obsidian, Axel faces a crimson interface: Bind the Eclipse Protocol. Refuse, and die.He accepts. Now every monster he kills surrenders its Echo—its fangs become his claws, its stealth his cloak. The slain rise again as spectral soldiers bound to his will.But power has a price. With every level, his heartbeat slows, his warmth fades, his humanity flickers.The Hunter Bureau wants him dissected. The Obsidian Council wants him worshipped. And deep within the Rifts, an ancient God-King whispers the truth:Axel wasn't chosen to save the world. He was chosen to replace it.
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Axel stared at the glass tank.
His father floated inside, suspended in amber liquid, tubes snaking from his arms and chest. The machines beside the tank hummed softly, monitoring vital signs that were too slow, too steady. His father's face was slack. Peaceful. Like he was dreaming.
But he wasn't dreaming. He was being ……
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