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Fiction Weaver

Jason Carter always believed he was destined for mediocrity. His death was as unremarkable as his life—a freak accident that left no mark behind. But death is only the beginning. Jason awakens in a futuristic universe brimming with colossal megacities, interstellar travel, and worlds dominated by beings with superpowers, or Aspects. From the fiery strength of Solar Titans to the mind-bending abilities of Cerebrants, every individual is born with an Aspect—a manifestation of their core essence. In this world, power determines your worth. The weak are crushed. The strong rise to rule. Jason soon discovers that he, too, has an Aspect. But it’s not what anyone expects. Unlike most, Jason’s ability defies logic and categorization. It allows him to mimic and evolve the powers of beings he knew were fictional. Thrust into the harsh arena of survival, where warlords, bounty hunters, and galactic tyrants vie for supremacy, Jason quickly realizes that knowledge is power, and power is survival. As he carves a name for himself, Jason begins to uncover chilling truths about the origin of the Aspects and the universe itself. Each power has a price and the collectors were watching, waiting. With the fate of countless worlds hanging in the balance, Jason must rise beyond his limits and become something far more than a man with a stolen power. He must become the Ascendant, a force strong enough to challenge gods themselves. But in a universe built on power, Jason knows one truth above all: "Adapt. Survive. Conquer."
Charlie_Sowern · 1.5K Views

New world new opportunities.

In a desolate place on egsow plate, one of the island type continent in cyan planet, a kid lie naked beneath a giant tree. He looked to be in his twenties. There were many scars on his body and the most eye catching one was on his back. A big claw mark that looked terrifying. "I'll do anything ". She said with a determined expression. " Anything huh". He said. "Yes!". " Alright". He said as he pulled her hand and pinned her on the ground. He smashed his lips on her small and soft lips and started sucking them roughly. He then invaded her mouth with his tongue and explored every corner inside. After three minutes, he let go of her lips and she started suffocating. He gave her a minute to regain her breath and invaded her mouth again. This time he started sucking her tongue inside his mouth for 10 minutes straight. After that, he turned around and lied on the ground on his back. After regaining his breath, he stood up, carried tama in princess position and went near the tree trunk. He lied on the trunk in a sitting position and removed his armor. Now he was lying there naked. Looking at him and remembering what happened few minutes ago, her cheeks turned red. Even though she knew nothing about this but her womanly instincts kicked in. She waited for his next move with her face down. He removed the only piece of cloth that was covering her body. He pulled her and made her sit on his lap. He then started sucking her small undeveloped nipples. Tama, who had no idea what was going on started moaning in pleasure. She subconsciously moved her hand and started touching her pussy. When abhay saw this, he smiled in satisfaction and stopped sucking her. "Ehh..why did you stop, master?" "You were supposed to do something for me, not the other way around". He said as he picked her up and placed her below. " Use your toungue to lick this. And remember not to touch it with your teeth. " He said, pointing toward his cock. "Yes". She said and started licking his cock. She did it with care making sure not to hurt it. After she licked his cock for some minutes, abhay grabbed her head and shoved it deep inside her small mouth. He started thrusting his hips more aggressively and tears came out of girls eyes as she was suffocating. She was suffocating from the kiss as well but it wasn't painful. "I'm cumming!" Abhay said as he came. He pulled it out at the last moment and his cum spread all over her body. "Drink it all up, don't leave a single drop". He said in a commanding tone. Tama started doing as she was told and used her fingers to drink it all. Seeing her movements, abhay was aroused again. He waited for her to finish and after that, he shoved it inside her mouth again. This time he came inside her mouth, throat to be more precise. "Don't let any spill out". He commanded again. After that, he took out some water and had her clean her mouth and body. He took out the clothes he found in the ring of that gay kid and had her wear them as her clothes were dirty. He then picked her up and placed her on the ground and lied next to her. " From now on, I'll do this to you whenever I feel like it. No matter the place or situation, when i tell you to do this, you do this. Got that?".
kaizoku6174 · 18.6K Views

God Of Fiction: The Faceless One

Gray World is dominated by the will of Gods and thrives under the control of iron gears and steam. It is a place where faith is not a passive devotion but a currency—traded, bought, and sold by churches that wield their gods' influence as weapons. It is a place where value is absolute, value is everything, shaping every belief and controlling every life. Run by ironclad reign of Church of Steel, every life here reeks of smoke and decay, while the Church of Sacrifice whispers promises of salvation through pain and sacrifice. Yet, amidst this ever existing Gods of sacrifice, iron, and decay, a new God descends—one who was once known as The Faceless One, God of Confusion, Keeper of secrets, Messiah of messengers by en masse: the God of Fiction. God of Fiction, Ashur, reincarnates after dying by the wiles of God of Sacrifice and others. Unlike other gods, Ashur, does not demand worship through suffering or material devotion. Instead, he brings something far more dangerous: the ability to weave fantasies into existence, to blur the line between fiction and reality. "Is fiction not a truth waiting to be realized?" Whispers spread among the people—rumors of a church that doesn't preach, of a god who offers not suffering but something far more seductive: choice. They speak of dreams too vivid to be mere illusions and realities that seem to bend to their imaginations. What is fiction, if not another form of reality? When the masses begin to believe, does belief not shape the world itself? As his own proclamation goes— [To not exist does not mean one truly does not exist, for to be known is also a form of existence.] ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ [This book has been dropped] [If you want to read something after it, I would recommend, “Death Game: Beyond Reality“]
_Darker_Than_Black · 55.1K Views
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