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Emo Fringe Hair

Taming the Empire's Ruthless Monsters as My Beast Villain Husbands

The woman sat still, legs crossed, a hand resting lightly on each leash. The chains led downward — left and right — disappearing beneath the black folds of her throne. The only sound in the room was the soft clink of metal against the stone floor. On her left knee, the leash was taut — held firm in her fingers, black leather wound once around her palm. The chain stretched to the man kneeling below, his head slightly bowed, thick black hair falling across sharp golden eyes. The lion insignia gleamed darkly against the collar at his neck. On her right, the second leash hung more loosely, though not by much. The man it led to sat still — silver-haired, pale-skinned, his chest rising and falling with quiet restraint. The panther emblem at his throat shimmered under the torchlight, his ice-blue eyes locked ahead, lips drawn in a silent snarl. Both were silent. Both were beautiful. And both were leashed. The woman, however, did not look at them. Her gaze was locked forward — on the man kneeling in front of her, hands tied behind his back, posture proud despite the blood at his lip. The green-haired man tilted his head back and laughed. “Shame,” he said, the sound echoing in the chamber. “The Emperor of the North and the Southern Duke… reduced to nothing more than pets. Is that what you do now, Leash Mistress? Break kings and chain them at your feet?” The woman didn’t blink. Her eyes stayed fixed on his. But the panther shifted slightly, the chain tightening an inch under her hand. The lion growled, low and deep. The green-haired man smirked wider. “Dogs. The both of them. Well-trained, I’ll give you that.” “Cats.” Her voice was soft, but the room fell silent. She leaned back in her seat slightly, her fingers curling around the leashes as if they were natural extensions of her hands. “They are cats. And tell me…” Her head tilted faintly, just enough to be unsettling. “Isn’t it wolves who become dogs? Not lions. Not panthers.” The green-haired man’s jaw clenched. '!' drip A sweat bead fell from his forehead, trickling down through his cheek as his eyes trembled. The green pupil held cunning and shrewdness to escape any unknown path as the assassin mercenary group's leader trembled, not because of the woman, but because of the man standing beside her who looked at him. The man with the black hair and golden eyes glinted sharply at the command of the collars pulled, and even the one with the silver hair, glinting with sapphire eyes, directly at the green-eyed man caused him to tremble in his whole being. He knelt with his head turning down as he realized, while his wolf insignia glowed near his ear. He would be leashed soon like them. He would become the dog under her leg... the dog he had just laughed at.
K1ERA · 2K Views

Project Sovereign

Max Hall's life is a collection of missing pieces. His parents, vanished. His girlfriend, gone without a word. His own future, a casualty of mediocrity and grief. He's not living; he's just waiting for the end credits. The story changes on a day like any other. A glitch in his vision. A shimmering, holographic interface materializes, offering an absurd proposition: skills, talents, genius... for cash. It's the kind of thing you'd see in a bad video game, an insultingly simple solution to a life of complex pain. On a desperate whim, he cashes in his last few dollars for a shot. A beginner's talent in financial analysis. Suddenly, the chaotic noise of the stock market becomes a symphony he can conduct. A few dollars become a fortune. A fortune becomes an empire. In a rush of stolen knowledge, he masters sciences, arts, and industries overnight. The world sees a titan, a phantom prodigy rewriting the rules of success. But Max sees only a means to an end. The wealth isn't for a life of luxury. It's for an investigation on a scale no government could sanction, a private war against the silence that swallowed his life. He's pulling at the threads of a simple missing persons case, but what begins to unravel is a conspiracy that defies logic. The clues lead him away from cold cases and towards impossible artifacts. They hint at forgotten histories and fringe sciences that shouldn't work, but do. He realizes he isn't just looking for a kidnapper. He's on a collision course with a truth that will not only explain what happened to his family, but will rewrite the rules of reality itself. And the System, his ticket out of mediocrity, might just be the most terrifying clue of all.
GourdMan · 4.4K Views

deleted trust

Kali, The Gloam-Eyed Queen, The Goddess of Death, The Master of Destined Death and also a Transmigrator knowing countless destinies, is now reduced to nothing but a Lazy NEET. After losing the war against Marika, The Eternal and having her Destined Death stolen by Maliketh, The Black Blade, she has been free-loading in her daughter, Melina's consciousness watching her daughter play house with countless tarnished people (racially motivated). Losing all hope and motivation to save this dying world with countless Outer Deities and ambitious weaklings fighting over nothing, she decides to give her last bit amount of authority of Destined Death to her daughter and embrace eternal death when she encounters a change she has been very familiar with in her previous life. [{Welcome to the Chat Group}] [{Would you like to join?}] [{Yes}] / [{Yes}] "..." "Well what is the worse that could happen?" [{Welcome to the Chat Group, Destined NEET}] [{The Diddler}]: "I am...going to...Alice..." [{Nobody}]: "Hand it over...That thing...Your DARK SOUL." [{Biggest Hater}]: "Come on! Little puppy~" [{Blue Toaster}]: "I am Angela, an AI. I am your assistant, your secretary. Someone who you can talk to." [{Armed and Very Dangerous}]: "No! You cannot make me craft Soul of Eternity!!!" [{Cute Snake}]: "Did you come to play with me? Little Mouse~" [{SIMP Across Time}]: "This time...I will definetly save you..." "..." "What Chat Group this is a group of Degenerates!?!?" "Oh I am a degenerate too, that's fine." -------------------------------------------------- I started writing this on a whim so do not expect much from it. English is also my 3rd language so expect some mistakes here and there. Also the mc looks like emo-Melina.
Kali_Red_Mist · 1.8K Views
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