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It All Started With A Dare

Reborn With The All Seeing Eye

{Information revealed!} {These are the benefits!!} {Do you wish to steal its skills and powers?} "What the hell is this?!" Aaron, barely a year old but possessing the intellect and cunning of a seasoned adult, stared in wide-eyed astonishment at the world around him. Before his very eyes, information panels, glowing with an ethereal light, materialized, detailing every aspect of whatever he gazed upon. From the intricate root systems of the ancient trees in the Forest of Flesh Eaters to the composition of the mud hut that served as his current home, nothing was beyond the scrutiny of his newly discovered ability. Even the roughspun blanket clutched in his tiny hands revealed its origins, its thread count, and the type of fibers used in its creation. {Do you wish to steal the artifact's Ability?} The question, presented in stark, bold text within one of the information panels, made Aaron smile. It was a knowing, almost predatory smile, utterly incongruous on the face of a baby. "I don't know what this is," he murmured, his voice a soft gurgle that belied the complex thoughts swirling in his mind. "But that doesn't mean I can't utilize it… With these eyes… I'll be the youngest Emperor in all Three Continents!!" Aaron was not a typical infant. He was a man of thirty, reborn. Not for the first time, either. This was his fifth reincarnation, and in each of his previous lives, he had clawed his way to the pinnacle of power. He had been a General, leading armies to glorious victories and carving out a vast empire. He had been a President, shaping the destiny of nations with shrewd political maneuvering and unwavering resolve. He had been the Young Master of a powerful, influential family, a name whispered with a mixture of awe and fear, a force to be reckoned with in the cutthroat world of noble politics. He had even been a Renowned Scientist, his brilliance pushing the boundaries of human knowledge, culminating in the creation of the first youth-preserving drug, a discovery that had both revolutionized medicine and made him a legend. Now, Aaron found himself reborn as the Cursed Child, the harbinger of death and destruction, the subject of fearful prophecies that had driven his own mother into hiding. "Can you believe that?!" he gurgled, the irony of his situation not lost on him. He, who had striven for power in every lifetime, was now branded as a destroyer before he could even crawl. Will Aaron leverage his vast experience and hard-won skills to defy the prophecy and forge his own destiny, or will he succumb to the ominous predictions and become the Cursed Child the world so desperately feared? Let's find out. If you are after Game Novel, OP MC, and action. Check my other book: "Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With The Cheating System." ______________ My New Book! "Return Of The Supreme Beast Tamer."
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Dare to Be Mine

She hadn’t expected to be cornered like this, not here, not now. His tall frame loomed over her, blocking any escape as he stood inches from her, pinning her to the wall with his presence alone. His hand rested just above her head, his fingers brushing the cool surface of the locker, creating a barrier that trapped her in place. Her breath caught, her heart thundering in her chest as she realized how little space was left between them. His eyes were dark, full of something she couldn’t decipher but desperately wanted to understand. He stared at her, not saying anything at first, just letting the silence stretch between them. She could feel her pulse race, her face flushing, her body frozen, even though she wanted to push him away. “What are you going to do about it?” he asked, his voice smooth, teasing, and filled with a challenge. There was something in the way he spoke, something that made her stomach twist with a mixture of confusion and excitement. She opened her mouth to say something—anything—but the words wouldn’t come. Her hands hung at her sides, unsure whether to push against his chest or hold herself back. She couldn’t tell if she wanted him to step closer or if she just wanted to run far away from the intensity that radiated from him. “Stop…” she murmured, but the word felt too weak, too powerless against the gravity pulling them together. “What do you want from me?” His lips curled into a small, almost predatory smile. “I want you to stop pretending you don’t feel it,” he said softly, his gaze never leaving hers. His closeness was suffocating, but in the most intoxicating way. The tension between them was palpable, like a storm ready to break. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing as if they were the only two people in the world. She wanted to fight back, wanted to be strong and resist, but something in her—something deep inside—kept her rooted to the spot. He was her classmate, the guy everyone knew, the one with that effortless confidence that made all the girls swoon. And now here he was, making her feel things she wasn’t sure how to deal with. Her hands trembled, caught between pushing him away and giving in to the wild, dizzying pull she felt toward him. She was terrified, but there was also a spark of curiosity, of something she couldn’t quite control. “I’m not… ready for this,” she whispered, though her voice shook with uncertainty. “I don’t even know what you’re doing.” He didn’t answer right away, his gaze softening just enough to let her know that he was listening, that he wasn’t in a rush. He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing against her cheek. “I think you do,” he murmured. “You just don’t want to admit it yet.” Amidst the whirlwind of school friendships, and the pressure. Can anyone dare to be open to the possibility with someone who seems so unreachable?
Nero_Zone · 18K Views
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