Scene 1 — The Escalation
The school trembles under the chaos. Cracks snake along walls and ceilings. Students and staff have already evacuated; the campus is an empty husk, echoing distant screams and shifting shadows.
Kylori Meykami Genesis stands in the central hallway, calm amidst the devastation. His shadows coil around him like living serpents. The air itself seems to bend, responding to his will.
He speaks softly, almost to himself:
> "Run, if you wish. Test the limits of your fear."
The eldritch creatures that had been anchored to the school sense him fully now. Panic flares in their unnatural forms. They know something beyond comprehension has awoken.
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Scene 2 — The Hunt Begins
Kylori's collection stirs. Tendrils of darkness pulse and ripple outward.
Aetherial Wraiths phase through walls, closing gaps, cutting off escape routes.
Echo Shades slip into reflective surfaces, predicting every erratic movement.
Soulbound Horrors roar, unleashing powers honed over centuries.
Devourer Shades slither through shadows, hunting relentlessly.
Every creature that had previously been untouchable now faces an overwhelming predator. Their instincts scream: survive or be claimed.
Kylori's presence isn't visible to all, but every step, every breath, is felt. A ripple of cold dread runs ahead of him.
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Scene 3 — The 400-Meter Radius
The creatures flee in chaotic trajectories, trying to break the invisible leash of Kylori's command. The hunt extends:
Streets near the school twist and warp as shadows follow.
Cars and streetlights flicker; people in evacuated zones witness unnatural darkness curling around trees and buildings.
The forest at the city's edge becomes a hunting ground, branches bending unnaturally, shadows snapping like vipers.
His minions manage the pursuit with surgical precision, preventing escapes while leaving no collateral damage to humans beyond evacuated zones.
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Scene 4 — Beyond Comprehension
Even creatures that have survived millennia tremble.
A voice—neither human nor entirely eldritch—echoes faintly through the chaos:
> "He doesn't just hunt… he collects, he ends, he reshapes. There is no mercy here."
Kylori's shadows stretch infinitely. The hunt is meticulous, unrelenting. Prey attempts flight; illusions confound them; strikes from Soulbound Horrors and Devourer Shades crush any defiance.
And all the while, Kylori moves silently, his white eyes and slight, unsettling smile the only indication of the predator's awareness.
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Scene 5 — City Edge
By the time the hunt reaches the forest and outskirts of the city, it is over for most. Those who survive—if any—are left as reminders of the impossible predator: shadows clawing, whispers chasing, and an unseen boy at the center, calm as a Gothic statue.
Kylori stands atop a ridge, observing the scene. The creatures that had tested him are either collected, broken, or annihilated.
> "You desired to escape," he murmurs, voice low and almost amused,
"But you forget who holds the door."
His shadows coil around him, retracting slowly as the last of his controlled creatures vanish back into the folds of reality.
The hunt ends, but the echo lingers. Fear, silence, and the promise of what is yet to come ripple across the city and forest alike.