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Kratos No Mortal Kombat

The mortal life of an omniscient being

* * * Since the beginning of time, when human life spawned on the earth, they had always spoken words of warning to those who worked in the shadows, in secret. "There's always something watching you." "You think no one knows? Well, that's a lie." "He's watching you." "If you're doing something in secret, remember, you have to look around because there's always someone watching." Words and claims such as these, said by humans, driven by nothing more than belief, are what gave fruit to an omniscient being. He saw all, knowing the deeds of everyone and everything. But since everything associated with humans was unintentional and without details, he became as such. He was devoid of everything, his only function being to watch. But as time went on, he grew, his powers multiplying as the human population increased. After a few millennia, he became immortal, his power unmatched, even by that of the gods. He could see everything, even the actions of the gods themselves. But his lack of character caused him to remain mute, just watching as things played out. His unparalleled power sparked hatred in the hearts of some of the evil gods, as they felt anxious about the fact that there was one who could see them at all times. The hatred in their hearts fueled their desire to eliminate this being. Hence, through their deceitful ways, they convinced the greatest and most powerful among all the gods, the god of creation himself, and banded together. Since he was a godly being and an immortal, killing him wasn't an option. Hence, they stripped him of his immortality, sending him into the realm of humans, such that he could be killed by them. But things didn't go as planned. The now-mortal omniscient being survived and grew within the harsh world the gods placed him in. Want to find out how he did it? And now, gaining emotions, his actions towards the gods who tried to kill him? Join me as I narrate the story of The Mortal Life of an Omniscient Being.
Frank_Omari_1095 · 4.9K Views

The Ascendant Mortal: Beyond Divine Boundaries

Note: This story is also uploaded on Royal Road under my name CelestialWordsmith. In a world overrun by monstrous beasts impervious to magic and military might, humanity teeters on the brink of extinction. Desperation to survive awakened a hidden potential within humans—mutations that unlocked a strange, untapped energy. With this newfound power, the remnants of civilization began to fight back, carving out fragile havens amidst the chaos, divided into twelve nations. Amid this struggle, 15-year-old Aamir Singh, an unassuming but fiercely determined warrior-in-training, steps onto the stage of destiny. Haunted by the loss of his family and driven by an unwavering desire to protect others, Aamir embarks on a journey that will test his courage and unravel the secrets of his past. Alongside Riya, a brilliant and enigmatic magic user, and a diverse band of allies, Aamir faces relentless beasts and uncovers darker forces manipulating the world’s downfall. As ancient prophecies resurface and hidden truths about his heritage come to light, Aamir must harness the strange energy within him to turn the tide of destruction. In a battle against time, treachery, and the shadows threatening to engulf their world, Aamir becomes a beacon of hope. Will he rise as the savior humanity desperately needs, or will the darkness within and around him consume everything? His journey will decide the fate of nations, the survival of mankind, and the enduring strength of the human spirit.
CelestialWordsmith · 18.6K Views

Super No Body

Sol IbnuRa is a young African man of thirty who had his own fair share of hardship due to his country's hard economy. He needs to find a way to survive after quitting his under paying job. As a man striving in the world of I.T, he will have to always rely on daily gigs to earn money. Sol later on lands on an opportunity of a life time, that is, to break into the main system of the must terrifying person in the city… Mr. Gabriel. Sol and his ally successfully breaks into the house of Mr. Gabriel, but when Sol came face to face with Mrs. Gabriel the mission becomes a complication. Sol will have to choose between his heart or the mission, a life time opportunity to break away from poverty. This single moment of judgment will change the entire story of Sol IbnuRa. Sol falls in love with the must beautiful woman he ever sets his eyes on. He follows his heart to sabotage a well planned heist. This one decision creates a bond between Sol and Mrs. Gabriel but also a rift between him and his ally who would hunt Sol for the rest of his life. Engaging into an affair with Mrs. Gabriel also captures the attention of the worst man in the City, Mr. Gabriel. The trouble Sol gets himself into of course got him killed. He died a terrible death, but his death also becomes his liberation. Sol becomes a living soul who with time and training gains the power to travel vast dimensions. From the Lucid dream worlds to the the digital worlds of the internet. He gains vast abilities that can help him fight the livings who chased him to death, to protect his city from other powerful adversaries who will show up, protect the woman he inadvertently fell in love with and to also amass wealth like never before. Who is to say wealth is not needed in the world of the spirits. In the end, Sol IbnuRa goes away and leave the world behind. He realizes nothing truly really matters after all. With the super abilities he has, he creates a dimension of his own deep in the corners of the lucid dream world where no one or nothing can find him, but the question remains. With all the enemies Sol creates for himself across dimensions, is he truly ever hidden.
Sk_John_2080 · 4.2K Views

No Name.u

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…
Dlustery · 1.1K Views
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