by MERen
The eclipse has already begun. Every child is born with a sigil — a power meant to protect the world from the Venin, fallen warriors consumed by corruption. Kuro Ren was born different. Marked by a rare Eclipse sigil and haunted by a storm he does not understand, Kuro fights on the front lines of Astraea as part of the elite Obsidian Halo. But when the Venin begin moving with impossible precision — correcting angles, adapting to tactics, studying their enemies — it becomes clear this is no longer mindless corruption. Something is guiding them. Something that understands geometry. When Obsidian Halo steps beyond Astraea’s reinforced walls into the Ashen Expanse, they enter a battlefield that has already been rebuilt for one purpose: alignment. And when the storm finally descends, reflection is no longer enough. Because this time— They were never the center.
