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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 10: Arkin vs. Commander
The clash erupted instantly—BOOM!
Arkin shot forward with blinding speed, strength shaking the ground as he clashed with the Demon Lord's commander.
Yet… nothing.
His attacks had no effect.
Arkin stopped, breathing slowly, eyes cold.
Demon Lord's Commander:
"So this is it, huh? This is your limit? Let me tell you something, boy… I am the 4th Commander of Lord Euscas.
And you can't even scratch me.
So tell me—why?
What's the reason you're standing against us again? Against my lord, Demon Lord Euscas?"
Arkin (a creepy smile stretching across his face):
"So you've already decided my limit?
Who the hell gave you the right to judge me?"
He cracks his neck.
"The fight just began, and you're already desperate enough to start blabbering shit?"
He raises his head, eyes darkening.
"You want my reason?"
A pause.
"It's your lord's end…
and my new beginning."
The commander bursts into laughter—wild, twisted, echoing through the forest.
Commander:
"Hah… Hahahaha! It's been so long since something amused me this much. My lord's end, you say?
Nice one. You got me there."
He drops the smile.
"Now enough of this shit."
He rushes forward—FWOOOM!—unleashing a storm of punches.
Arkin blocks desperately, sparks bursting with every impact.
Then—BOOOOSH!
Fire magic roars from the commander's hands.
Arkin barely dodges, speed flickering like a shadow.
A thought crosses Arkin's mind:
I have changed a lot since I came back to life… but how much?
I became stronger… but not enough.
I need more. I want… power.
And then it hit—
A surge.
A violent rush exploding through Arkin's body as his despair-born power awakened again.
His presence grew heavier... darker… suffocating.
Arkin lifted his head slowly, one eye opening, glowing with corrupted light.
A creepy smile grew wider across his face.
Step by step—
DOOM
DOOM
—his aura crushed the space around him.
Commander (voice trembling):
"W-What are you doing?
What is this… pressure?!
What have you done?!
Answer me, you little rat!
I'll kill you! I'll feed your corpse to my pets!"
But Arkin didn't answer.
He was preparing a magic attack.
Yes—Arkin had awakened a new ability:
Dark Magic.
His limit broke—
his power rising again, uncontrollable.
The commander unleashed another barrage of fire, but—
THOOM!
A dark shield appeared around Arkin, swallowing every flame.
Arkin thrust out his hand—
"Disappear."
A burst of corrupted magic blasted forward.
The commander froze—
Half his body vanished instantly.
Commander:
"Y-You… What have you… done?!
You'll pay—You'll—"
But his words ended.
SHING.
His head was already severed.
It fell slowly…
his eyes locked on Arkin—
no longer seeing a human,
but a monster standing before him.
Even as the head hit the ground,
his eyes remained open—
still filled with the terror he felt in his last moments.
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What's next?
What will Arkin do now that he has grown even stronger?
What awaits him on this dark path?
Find out in the next chapter.
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!"