Before the world was ravaged by monsters born of fear, it was already teetering on the edge. Nations stood at the brink of war, economies crumbled, and trust was a dying concept. Humanity didn't need monsters to destroy itself—fear was doing the job just fine.

  It began when two powerful nations went to war over territory—a conflict that threatened to spiral into World War III. Across the globe, people watched in terror, paralyzed by the fear of losing their homes, their families, their future. And in that moment, something ancient and forgotten awakened.

  Fear—raw, unchecked, and universal—took form. That fear gained a mind. A will. A voice.

  And from it was born the King of Fear.

  He didn't rise with fire or thunder. He was quiet. Patient. His power seeped into the cracks of humanity, feeding off panic, dread, and despair. From him came the first monsters—creatures twisted by specific, personal nightmares. The more people feared, the stronger they became. Cities fell. Borders dissolved. The war that had sparked it all was swallowed whole by something much worse.

  But from the ashes, something else rose: the Fearborne. Individuals who didn't just suffer fear—they faced it. People who could harness their deepest terrors and bend them into power. Not heroes. Survivors.

  And among them was Ethan.

  Ethan hadn't noticed the world slipping into chaos.

  While news of war, fear, and strange disappearances spread like wildfire, he stayed locked in his own little war—the battle for perfection. All he cared about was getting the highest score on the upcoming exam, desperate for the one thing he never truly received: his parents' approval.

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  On the day of the invasion, he was walking to university, reciting formulas under his breath, tuning out the whispers of fear that filled the streets. But just as he stepped toward the entrance, something stopped him cold.

  A crack.

  Not in the ground—but in the air itself. Right in front of him, reality split like glass, revealing something pulsing and wrong on the other side. From that fracture, a twisted figure emerged, its body shifting with every heartbeat, made of whispers and shadow.

  It wasn't just a monster.

  It was made from fear—the fear of the students around him. Fear of failure. Of disappointing their families. Of not being enough. All those quiet, personal terrors had taken shape.

  And now, they were alive.

  He didn't understand what he was seeing. The creature wasn't just terrifying—it was wrong, like it didn't belong in this world. But even then, with fear clawing at his spine and students screaming behind him, Ethan didn't run.

  He couldn't.

  Not because he was brave. Because he was obsessed.

  If I back down... I'm weak. I'm a failure. I'm not perfect.

  So he stood his ground, trembling, fists clenched. He fought the monster with everything he had—his mind, his fists, even a metal rod ripped from a fence. It didn't matter that he had no chance. He fought anyway.

  To protect them.

  To prove himself.

  To be enough.

  But the monster didn't care about effort. It knocked him down, hard. Blood filled his mouth. Bones cracked. The world blurred.

  And in that moment—right before the killing blow—something inside him snapped.

  Not his body.

  His mind.

  His subconscious surged forward, drowning out the lies he'd been fed his whole life. Perfection won't save you. It never did.

  With a shaking hand, he reached toward his fractured arm.

  And pulled.

  The pain was unreal. His vision went white. But he didn't stop.

  He bit down. He swallowed.

  And something inside him awoke.

  Darkness curled at the edge of his vision—but it wasn't death. It was power. Ancient. Unstable. Terrifying.

  His first taste of what it meant to be Fearborne.

  shifting realities—for Ethan, the world around him, and for us as readers. It’s the first moment where everything he’s known—his need for approval, his obsession with perfection—collides headfirst with the brutal reality of what's happening.

  choose to become Fearborne. He didn’t ask for the power that came with it. But in this chapter, we see the first steps of his reluctant transformation—his fight to survive, even when he has no idea how or why. He’s been broken, but that’s where things get interesting.