This is my first fanfiction so criticism and reviews would be much appreciated. XD
I do not own anything from the Forbidden Games Trilogy.
*This fanfic takes place a month after Julian was killed. Everyone has returned home but no one will ever be able to forget the nightmare*
There is a Shadow World; like our own but different; existing alongside ours, but never completely touching.Some people call it the world of dreams, but it is anything but imaginary.
A creature which can only be described as a withered foetus slowly made its way over to the ruin stave.
"Awaken child of the shadows"...
A loud screech was heard as a name was being carved into the ruin stave; the elements of wind, ice and lighting came forth together creating a huge whirlwind surrounding both the ruin stave and the elder.
Death can never touch a shadow man as rebirth is just a carve away. There was a sudden flash that filled the whole of the Niflheim. The light of rebirth. A swirl of ash joined the whirlpool, gradually creating the body of the youngest shadow man at the centre.
A cry of pain escaped the mouth of the young shadow man. Before he blacked out the last word that barely left his lips were
"Jenny..."
The elder withered up foetus left the shadow man with a sly smile approaching his lips.