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Pyramid Head Silent Hill

Moonshine made me blind to this pyramid scheme

"There was lots of moonshine, of both visible and liquid kind. Some casual blindness, a bit for facts and a bit for logic. Naturally there was a pyramid as well, as all good stories need one at minimum. Schemes were what started it all. Once upon a time, as if it was a fairy tale." Mani mused between hiccups, but then got interrupted by Yax flipping their table "It's not a fairy tale! I did not sign up for no friggin fantasy! It's a proper science fiction! Sci-fi! With technology and stuff.." Cid pulled him down by his shoulder "Sit down! Look what mess you made.." and then started cleaning it up without a second thought. Ivory giggled while trying to snatch another bottle from Jone who pushed him back while seriously stating "All technology at certain point starts resembling magic to those who do not understand it." "Hear, hear" Blaze confirmed from his spot on the floor with one hand waving up and showing a peace sign for some reason. Next to him, twins were out and snoring already. Mani pursed his lips and looked up into the sky. There was no moon, just gazillions of stars twinkling in a chorus of light. He will stick to it being magic. It's not like what he thinks can change anything. He hiccuped again. Yax settled down and got another bottle of whatever was brewed in this batch. He had to admit some parts were rather mystical. Like this holy potion. Or Mani. Mani was most definitely something magical. But he is not going to say it. And no one can know what he thinks to himself. He grinned, satisfied by himself and his skill to keep secrets. Next to him, Cid rolled his eyes, there goes Yax, spilling the beans to whoever wants to listen his 'secret thoughts'. Not like anyone was sober enough to pay attention. "Time to end this party." He said while standing up and dragging Yax towards the tent he shared with Ivory. "Tomorrow is another day where we have to rise up and do our best to save the world." Even he did not believe it any more. The jungle was endless, beasts were fierce, and gods above were laughing louder and louder from that abyss they call home.
ZewaOutOfTheBox · 248 Views

Silent Dao Sovereign

Read one weeks worth of chapters :: https://www.patreon.com/yezar When the world speaks, he listens. When the heavens decree, he defies. And when silence falls… the world will tremble. In a world where words shape fate and silence is a curse, a lone figure walks the path of cultivation—wordless, unseen, and feared. Born into obscurity, he was once an ordinary aspirant, a nameless youth left alone after the tragic demise of his adoptive parents. He dreamed of stepping onto the path of immortality, yet fear held him back. That hesitation cost him everything. But the heavens do not wait. Far into the future, at the peak of an ancient celestial gathering, the decree of the heavens descended. "Accept the heavenly decree." He stood there, silent as ever. "..." The murmurs of the elders filled the void, voices heavy with awe and confusion. "Congratulations... you have been chosen as the next—" Before the words could be completed, a flicker of unseen force erupted. A breath. A thought. A mere glance. In the next instant, the one who spoke was gone—erased from existence, as if he had never been. Silence returned. Yet, silence does not mean death. For in the unseen, in the unspoken, a great Dao stirs. A sovereign rises, not with words, but with an unwavering will. And the world will learn—silence is not weakness. It is a storm waiting to erupt. [What to Expect?] A mute protagonist whose silence hides a deeper mystery. Ruthless cultivation world where strength reigns supreme. Dao of Silence—a path unseen, feared, and misunderstood. Schemes, betrayals, and a fate even the heavens fear.
Yezar · 7.4K Views

Silent Resonance

I never asked for this. The world I created, the world I thought I understood, has become a prison, a twisted labyrinth where nothing is as it seems. Trapped inside my own story, I’m forced to play by rules I didn’t write, and survival has become a game where the price is paid in blood. A strange mark pulses on my wrist, a Primordial Echo that grants me power, but at what cost? Every fight is a step further into the darkness, every kill, a little more of my soul stripped away. Yet, I have no choice but to keep moving forward. There’s something I need to do. A wish I must grant. But Emil, the protagonist who pulled me here, won’t even tell me what it is. I thought I knew what it meant to live, to fight. But now, as I stare down the creatures of this world, the blood on my hands, I’m starting to understand the truth. This world doesn’t care about your past, your intentions, or your survival. It only cares about one thing, power. And if you can’t take it, you’ll be crushed by it. The fight for my life has just begun. **** A/N: Hello and welcome to my first novel. I've always loved writing stories and have believed I had, at least somewhat, a knack for it. Writing is something I'm truly passionate about, and I’ve put a lot of thought into this novel. However, this is my first time writing something like this, so if you notice any mistakes, inconsistencies, or parts that just don’t make sense, please feel free to point them out. I’m open to all feedback. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading about Damien's journey.
FitzGR · 1.2K Views
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