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Shadow Slave: Arthur Leywin

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This fanfic is about Arthur Leywin (TBATE) in the world of Shadow Slave. My intention is to make it as realistic as possible while respecting both novels. Although anyone can read it, it is recommended to have some basic knowledge of both series, as there may be spoilers. If you don't plan on reading TBATE, you can read this since I explain everything. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy the story :) I do not own Shadow Slave, its world, or its characters. All rights belong to their respective creator. I also do not own the characters from The Beginning After the End (TBATE), which belong to their original author. Additionally, I do not own the fan art used for the book cover; all credit goes to the original artist.
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THE WATCHER OF THE INFINITE

TITLE: THE WATCHER OF THE INFINITE ​[The Primal Spark] In the beginning, there was only the Void. I was a simple man until the Genesis Core was seared into my chest—a divine power that shattered reality into a Myriad of Continuums. I became the Watcher, a ghost forced to witness the chaos I created. ​[The Mirror’s Sin] But in one of the splintered worlds, I met him—My Mirror. He was a version of me who refused to let my wife, Elena, die. In his desperation, he ripped open the fabric of Chronos to save her, breaking the timeline forever. His love became a cancer. From his sin, Parasitic Earths were born—dark, twisted worlds that are now feeding on the life-force of my original creation. ​[The Harvest of Darkness] By saving one life, he doomed billions. The rift he created didn't just leak time; it leaked the Primal Infections. Now, the once-pure realms are being choked by shadows. He brought the Blood-Thirst of Vampires, the Feral Rage of Lycans, and Forbidden Magic into a world of logic and machines. ​[The Final Hunt] The universe is dying. To stop the Parasitic Earths from consuming everything, I must step down from my throne of silence. I must hunt my own shadow across the dying worlds, reclaim the scattered fragments of my power, and purge the darkness before the last light of the Myriad goes out. ​They call me a failure. They call him a Savior. But only one of us can survive the end of time. ​I am the Architect. I am the Executioner. I am AETERNA.
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