chapter 1Thick darkness, silence, and a terrible restlessness... The world has turned upside down today. From the bosom of the earth, some faint sounds are coming like silent buildings, and the dark clouds in the sky are spreading rapidly. Not only is there horror, fear seems to have entered every corner of the mind. Somewhere, a terrible sound—all the existences of the world are fighting together to survive. The boundaries of life, death, and time no longer exist.
The world has become a place of extreme madness and chaos today. A strange addiction is developing, a terrible intoxication, which only destroys and burns. People are becoming animals one by one. Having lost any feeling and strength, they walk, like a monster, never understanding anything, never hearing anything. In every corner of the city, only horror and hunger.
Like a tiny creature from an abyss, the shadow of fear and sorrow is coming. There are no stars in the sky, the sun has disappeared. The world has entered a dark pit—it is like an addiction that actually leads to death and destruction. In this darkness, the world has entered a horrible world where there is very little hope of survival.
No one is waiting for anything here. Everyone seems to be lost in themselves, immersed in a terrible whirlwind. However, the real fear was hidden somewhere, as if no one could even know. The more helpless people became, the more they were reaching for something. They no longer felt anything, only a terrible hunger from which they could not escape.
At such a time, somewhere or other, the countless forces of darkness, that terrible evil shadow, began to devour the world one by one. Another kind of addiction began, which only leads to death. This addiction is becoming an impenetrable dam, where there is no longer any recovery, only destruction and death. The world has become like a frozen magic, where no one can do anything anymore.
It's just that an animalistic addiction—it has become a pain that is embedded in the heart of every person. So strong, so infinite, that no one can stop it anymore. Everyone just loses themselves, gets immersed in this pit.
In this case, everyone starts thinking about only one thing—why can't anyone stop such a terrible nightmare? Those who are obsessed with addiction, they know, nothing can save them. In fact, there is nothing to do—there is no way back. The whole world is as if trapped in a terrible addiction.
This was their last day—in this way, one day the world will just disappear into the pit of that cursed addiction.The world seemed to be preparing to take its last breath. Like one terrible creation after another, everything was turned upside down, the world was plunged into its darkness. The slightest hope that existed among humans was extinguished forever. Against the backdrop of an incredibly dark war, an unusual person emerged—a terrifying monster.
The Reaper—a mysterious, terrifying existence—his presence plunged the world into even more darkness and fear. For the first time, his existence was felt, but he still did not directly reveal anything. His presence was a great danger, which could crush the world at any moment.
For the first time, the presence of the Reaper was visible, emerging from behind a small cloud. The dark skin of his body seemed to be made not of a human, but of an evil influence. His skin was white, but there was a matching shade of crimson in it. As if the result of some terrible power. His eyes—light pink, intense and strange—a different kind of gaze that would turn the world bloody.
His hair was long, his black hair was covered in a dark purple aura. A wonderfully attractive but terrifying sight—where coldness and darkness were mixed together. His body structure was a strange, deadly shape, which seemed to be not a normal person, but a symbol of a great danger. His slim, yet extremely strong—with a terrifying power hidden in every limb.
His clothes were black and gray, as if made to deepen the darkness of the world. A purple aura like blood was spreading through every part of his body, and it seemed as if that power was capable of breaking everything. There was a cold, strange power in his figure that was not in the line of peaceful imagination.
At such a moment, the battle began—an overwhelming, terrifying danger. A huge enemy stood in front of him, whose power was as terrible as the Cataclysm. But Reaper, with his sinister and indifferent gaze, was not worried at all. A terrifying natural power was hidden in his body, in his psyche.
The Battle:
At the beginning of the battle, Reaper stood silently, feeling a strange tremor in his body. The enemy was a giant monster—twice the size, and his power was evil. He possessed a terrible power, whose weapons were capable of twisting the world one by one. But Reaper, not caring in any way as an enemy against him, took his own position.
Reaper created a straight line of energy in his hand. A strange aura formed around him—this was his Aura. That Aura, which stunned the world for a second. Extreme power was spreading around his hand.
As the enemy approached to attack him, Reaper used his psychic ability in an instant. Suddenly, the environment around him changed, the world began to spin around him at a rapid speed. He attracted the enemy's attention, creating waves of fear and unrest in his mind. The light in Reaper's eyes became more intense, as if he wanted to tell the world immersed in darkness, "This is my world."
However, the enemy was not giving up. He launched a fierce attack. But Reaper found his feelings—his enemy's addiction to an excess of power. He knew that the more power the enemy used, the more his weakness would be revealed.
Even the enemy's attacks were nothing to him. Reaper, in an instant, used his power to repel the enemy like a weapon. With each step of the battle, his psychic abilities grew stronger. This battle was a life-and-death struggle—but Reaper felt no pain. He was like a cruel, cold-blooded killer.
Finally, his power reached a terrifying intensity, where the world became a mountain of fire. And in a brief moment, the enemy was completely annihilated, the world was plunged into darkness—and Reaper moved on, as if he wanted to find his next victim.