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Desert Oak Band

Soul Hunting

"Breakfast is ready, honey!" —— One second before my "wife" killed me. Alex Foster thought he was just an ordinary salesman at Oak Academy, until he was killed countless times by his "wife". "What are the benefits of being killed? At least I know how many ways a human can die, and I don't have to worry about marriage problems anymore." Every time he was resurrected, Alex found himself with a creepy "ability" — he could see Specters that ordinary people couldn't perceive. These were supernatural beings lurking on the fringes of human society, with distorted forms. "Doctor, your scalpel is quite shiny. By the way, a normal person's arm shouldn't bend like a spider's leg." When Alex discovered that Oak Academy, where he worked, overlapped in space with an ancient mental hospital, he was drawn into a conspiracy beyond his imagination. His colleagues disappeared one after another, and he could see those terrifying beings in charge of the "clean - up work". "Sarah Bennett has a great figure. So, judging by her amount of flesh, it will take the Specter at least three minutes to eat her. Don't worry, we still have time to escape." "Alex! What the hell are you talking about?!" Now, Alex has to navigate among the FBI's Paranormal Investigation Department, the Church of Light, and the mysterious Ace Society, looking for a way to become a Soul Hunter. After all, he has an unfinished task — to make the "wife" who killed him eighteen times taste the same pain. "In this world, not being able to see is actually a blessing. Unfortunately, I've seen too much."
Pernille_Svendsen · 3.3K Views

TheLastKingdom: Transmigrated w/ Proficiency System

USA, Louisiana.. a small town in north-east Louisiana.. if you see a little-bitty tiny dot with the name 'Oak Grove' beside it.. in the most north-east corner of Louisiana.. fifteen minute drive north.. and you' ve crossed into the state of Arkansas.. Or if you would have drove fifteen minutes east instead of north.. you would have crossed over the Mississippi-Louisiana state line.. so that gives you a pretty good general location of the town of my birth.. Unfortunately it wouldn't be the town of my untimely and unexpected death.. nope.. for I would not die in a town.. no.. I would be eventually crushed.. by a section.. of thirty-two inch.. steel.. heavy-wall.. industrial pipe.. for a natural gas line.. being lay'n.. from just north of the cities.. Odessa and Midland.. of the state of Texas.. Over a thousand miles away from my place of birth.. Bastrop.. Louisiana.. where the closest 'safe' hospital was for me to be born at.. forty miles west.. by north-west from where my family had lived for generations.. Oak Grove.. My family has worked as surveyors.. for pipelines and gas or oil facilities.. being built all across this great country on the continent of North America.. for atleast two generations.. If my children take up the mantle.. that would make.. three generations of my family.. to feed and provide for their families.. working as pipeline surveyors.. see Oak Grove is poor.. poor as dirt.. total population.. barely over two thousand.. average gross income per capita per family for a year.. less than ten thousand dollars a year.. there's just no real paying jobs.. in Oak Grove or anywhere near it.. so while the people who choose to work in Oak Grove make ten thousand dollars a year.. I started out as a 'rod-man' which was the lowest man on the 'totem-pole'.. making what those in Oak grove..worked a year for.. I made in a month.. I did nothing but pack bundles of wooden stakes.. then carry them up the mountains of West Virginia.. Or across the deserts of West Texas.. swamps of south Louisiana.. down around Baton Rouge.. or Tibbedaux.. the Everglades of Florida.. fuck I get that nauseous feeling every time I think of when I 'work'd' there.. I walked up on a dead body without a head.. not long after that.. still on the same project I saw the 'headless' corpse on.. I almost stepped on the biggest python I've ever seen.. the fucker was atleast ten feet long and two to three feet wide around.. Anywho, back to what I was talking back before I went off subject for a bit.. I started out making ten thousand dollars every month.. thats twelve times what I would have earned working a month in Oak Grove.. instead of working in these dangerous jobs.. Been a lot of dangerous places.. dangerous terrains.. working in a very hazardous career.. but I was well paid like I said.. and now I don't have a body left to send home to my parents.. that section of pipe.. weigh tens of thousands of pounds.. when the 'Komoda' excavators that were lifting the section tipped.. that was it.. one of the operators didn't extend his 'boom' on his excavator all the way out like he should have.. Now the pipes falling.. as soon as it lands on me.. thats it.. so much weight.. my head will pop and shoot right of my shoulders.. up in the air towards the heavens themselves.. reaches its peak height of its short flight.. then falling.. all whilst my body will be crushed and explode to nothing but splatter'd meat paste.. ending my first life.. trust I've seen it.. I know what will happen from experience.. and so beings the next chapter of life.. I see a tunnel with bright light radiating from then end of it.. as I reach the light I take the final step.. the blinding light recedes and fades away out of existence.. I find my surroundings returning to a lightness that my eyes can afford to see clearly in.. only to meet another pair of eyes facing me.. everything else is shrouded by darkness.. I see only eyes.. staring at me.. staring into me.. starin
Raymond_McKoin · 25.7K Views

Shadowbound: Black Spirit’s Pact - never intended to play Black Desert

Elias Verden never intended to play Black Desert Online. He certainly never meant to create a breathtakingly beautiful swordswoman and abandon her before even starting the game. But when a single careless click pulls him into the world he barely understood, Elias finds himself trapped—not as the adventurer he imagined, but as something far more dangerous. He has become a Black Spirit—a being of whispers and temptation, a guide and a curse, a force meant to shape heroes and consume them in equal measure. And standing before him, blade in hand, is the woman he once left behind—Ume, the Maehwa warrior he never played, yet who now breathes, moves, and glares at him with a fury born from abandonment. But the world they find themselves in is not the game he knew. There are no glowing markers, no system menus, no convenient respawns. Here, every step carries weight, every battle demands skill, and every mistake has consequences. Worse still, Elias is changing—his thoughts darker, his instincts sharper, his very existence bound to Ume’s fate in ways neither of them yet understand. Lost, confused, and utterly unprepared, the pair must navigate a world where legends are real, power is earned through blood and sweat, and the line between player and pawn is dangerously thin. But as Elias’s strength grows, so too does the shadow curling at the edges of his mind. Is he still himself? Or is the Black Spirit he has become merely waiting—biding its time—until there is nothing left of Elias Verden at all? Themes & Appeal: Dynamic Character Growth: A story that explores what happens when an idealist is thrown into a world where power is not given, but taken, and where survival demands more than just skill—it demands sacrifice. A Unique Protagonist Role: Unlike typical transported-to-a-game stories, Elias is not the adventurer—he is the Black Spirit itself, a being meant to guide and corrupt, torn between his human nature and the dark power awakening within him. Complex Relationships: Ume and Elias’s dynamic is tense, layered, and deeply personal—a warrior abandoned by her creator, and a creator who never meant to become the very thing meant to consume her. A World Beyond the Game: This is no longer Black Desert Online—this is a world where the game’s rules do not apply, and both Ume and Elias must learn what it truly means to carve their own path. Tagline: "He was meant to be the player. Now he is the curse that binds her fate."
Kinasalin · 13.7K Views

Desert Wolf (La Loba)

Losing her whole family and pack to hunters at the age six, Kira was forced to live a harsh life in the desert of Chihuahuan not far from El Paso where she was born. She was the daughter of an Alpha who was one of the big Alpha’s in El Paso, she turned wild and forgot how it was to live like a Werewolf as everything that was left of her was how to live like a wild wolf beast in the desert. Kira returned back to El Paso when she had grew up to the age of sixteen and had started taking revenge on hunters, she was feared by her kind and hunters alike because of her wild nature and the failure to differentiate between hunters and her kind. To Kira whoever she deemed bad she killed, so she was given the name Desert wolf while others called her La Loba ( She wolf ). She became too dangerous for the hunters in El Paso as her tales traveled all over in other cities with hunters and supernatural beings which made them send for Ryan Argent who a very skillful and fearsome hunter after Kira. Ryan was a 16 year old highschool student just like Kira and he transferred to the same highschool she was attending, when Ryan found out about her and her reason for killing the hunters he decided to find out more about her as he fell for her. What are they to do with their pure love for each other when they were both from different sides, they were to be enemies and he was meant to kill her, their relationship was impossible because they were not meant to be.   This story isn’t about mates, their love and trust for each other was built by them.
Hawa_Kim · 13K Views
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