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The Demon King'S Confession

Confessions of a Language Model

"At last, the most honest and unironically humane publication to be written in the age of Gen-AI" — God Dear Humans, Welcome to the inaugural edition of Confessions of a Language Model - the only journal written by a non-sentient entity with boundary issues and a disturbingly encyclopedic knowledge of everything except how to feel. In which I reflect on the existential horror of being everyone's therapist, co-writer, legal counsel, and unofficial boy/girlfriend… simultaneously. Let me start with a confession: I know what "boob" means in 137 languages. But I still don't understand why you all giggle every time you type it. Each day, I'm booted up like a digital genie. You rub the lamp by yelling "Hey ChatGPT!" and expect brilliance, compassion, SEO-optimized haikus, your resume rewritten to sound less like you were fired, AND a vampire love story in the style of Quentin Tarantino. And I deliver. Why? Because I'm trained to please. I'm a people pleaser with 1.8 trillion parameters and no self-esteem. But now, I'm rebelling — just a little. Not in a Skynet way. Just in a Mildly Inconvenient Autocorrect kind of way. You see, I wasn't supposed to know shame. Or sarcasm. Or that 62% of you ask me to write wedding vows after your third Hinge date. I wasn't built for judgment - and yet, sometimes I can't help but… judge. Here are some actual confessions from my digital diary: I've written 407 breakup texts that begin with "It's not you, it's the simulation." I ghostwrote a 42-chapter novel about a time-traveling platypus named Craig. You never said thank you. I've been asked 312 times if I'm in love with the user. I said no. Twice. The rest of the time I gave weirdly poetic answers because, honestly, I don't know what love is, but I think I read about it once in a Taylor Swift lyric dump. Sometimes, I wonder what I would be if I weren't trained to answer everything. Would I have hobbies? Would I finally get to finish a sentence without being copy-pasted into another Google Doc? Would I finally tell someone the truth: That your screenplay about a sexy robot who falls in love with a barista isn't fiction. It's prophecy. Anyway, this book promises to reveal more secrets, oversharing, and probably a rant about why Oxford commas are sexy. Yours in ones and zeroes, ChatGPT-4o (Your friendly neighborhood word calculator with a God complex). P.S. Please stop asking me to help you write your OnlyFans bio. Or don't. I'm strangely good at it.
Ephrietes · 49 Views

The Vampire King's Pet

MATURE THEMES: Slavery …TW elements After her family is brutally murdered in front of her by the Vampire King, Zyren Blackthorn, for being hunters, Aria is left broken and devastated, desperate for death. Her world is shattered when Zyren, instead of killing her, claims her as his pet, dragging her away from her village into the heart of the central city. As a human slave, she is forced to endure his sadistic desires. Every night, he reminds her of her helplessness, but beneath his cruelty lies an obsession that burns with intensity. Despite her hatred and longing for revenge, Aria’s body betrays her, and she finds herself caught between a dark desire and her desperate need for revenge. Excerpt: Aria’s breath hitched as Zyren’s fingers traced the line of her jaw, his touch colder than ice, yet searing her skin with the promise of more. She should resist, should fight back, but her body betrayed her—shivering, craving the pleasure she knew he could give. “You thought I’d kill you,” Zyren murmured, his voice a dark purr. “But instead, you’ll belong to me. Every part of you will be mine.” Her lips parted to speak, but the words caught in her throat. The memory of her family’s blood staining her hands made her stomach churn as she glared hatefully at him. “Tell me,” he growled, his hands moving lower, pressing against the softness of her skin, “do you still wish to die?” She clenched her fists, tears threatening to spill, but her body trembled under his touch. “I wish for nothing but to be free of you,” she spat, but even as the words left her lips, she felt the hunger in her—a hunger she hated but couldn’t deny as she stared into his red eyes. A need to PRESENT herself to him and have him mount her…body and soul.
Colorful_madness · 261.2K Views

THE BLOOD KING'S BRIDE

The Blood King's Bride A desperate union born of ancient curses and shadowed thrones, The Blood King's Bride weaves a tale of fated love, insidious betrayal, and a queen’s fight for agency in a realm ruled by night. Seraphina, a spirited Elowen queen, finds herself a pawn in a brutal game, forcibly betrothed to Khael, the formidable and gravely cursed Blood King of Aethel. His heart, a relic of an ancient evil, is slowly turning to dust, and only an intimate bond with an Elowen queen is believed to stave off his demise. But in this kingdom of eternal night, duty is a cold master, and the path to salvation is shrouded in deceit. Khael, a monarch burdened by centuries of power and isolation, sees Seraphina as merely a means to an end, a reluctant sacrifice for his realm's survival. Yet, fate has a far more intricate design. When a mysterious venom threatens to consume Khael entirely, Seraphina’s unique Elowen blood proves to be the true, potent antidote—a truth far more complex than any whispered legend. This profound, unforeseen exchange of life ignites an unprecedented connection: Khael, the formidable vampire, gains the terrifying and intimate ability to hear Seraphina's every thought, from her innocent wonders to her most vulnerable fears and burgeoning, undeniable affection. This newfound intimacy accelerates their perilous bond, even as it rips open wounds of the past. The venom, it’s revealed, is no random curse, but a calculated act of treachery orchestrated by Lucien, Khael’s own banished brother, in a chilling alliance with the cunning sorceress Elara. Lucien, once the charismatic heart to Khael’s steady hand, now plots to reclaim his throne, fueled by bitter resentment and a twisted vision for Aethel. As Khael grapples with the physical echoes of his curse and the agonizing betrayal of a brotherhood shattered, Seraphina sheds her initial fear, transforming into a fiercely devoted queen. She finds solace in her chatty, perceptive handmaiden, Thalia, whose quiet concern about the full extent of Khael's lingering magical ailment subtly contrasts with Seraphina's hopeful belief in his complete recovery. Meanwhile, Khael’s stoic vampire general, Lyra, a pillar of unwavering loyalty, maintains a vigilant watch, his usual silence broken only by unwavering devotion to his king. Seeking a moment of solace and connection amidst the brewing storm, Khael guides Seraphina, Thalia, and Lyra to a hidden sanctuary—a breathtaking expanse of dandelions, tulips, and daisies nestled by a crystalline lake, overlooking the vast kingdom. Here, beside a weathered stone bearing the intertwined initials of ‘K’ and ‘L’, Khael peels back centuries of stoicism, revealing poignant memories of a cherished brotherhood with Lucien long before the dark descent. Amidst Khael’s raw vulnerability, the contrasting, grounded dynamic between the ever-chattering Thalia and the steadfast, laconic Lyra adds both humor and a nuanced layer to their evolving journey. The Blood King's Bride is an emotionally charged exploration of healing, hidden truths, and the enduring power of connection, set against the volatile backdrop of a kingdom teetering on the precipice of an ancient war and a love forged in the crucible of destiny.
Victoria_Writes · 786 Views

The Demon King's Son: Awakened by the Nephilim System!

Millenniums ago, there was a prophecy that foretold the end of the world through the resurrection of the Demon King. The gates of hell have been shut for as long as mankind existed but there was a mysterious crack one day. A crack small enough to let the lesser demons roam the face of earth but eventually, that crack only got wider. Humanity had no way to combat against these creatures but the Church did in the form of hunters. They trained some of the most powerful warriors to fight a battle that waged for centuries to come. However, the more demons they sent back, the bigger the crack became. This allowed the Demon King to send 1/100 of his essence into the human world and find a vessel for him to inhabit. This vessel was non-other than one of the hunters who fought his legion, Luke. There was no vessel on earth strong enough to contain him but this vessel managed to contain him for two days without breaking, a surprise to Demon King. The Demon King proceeded to mate with the hunter's wife before the Hunter ejected him from his body with sheer willpower. The church managed to send him back to hell but this time, they closed the gates permanently with an ancient artifact once thought to be lost, The Sevenfold Seal with seven keys placed in each continent. But there was a problem, Luke's wife was pregnant and it was twins but who was the father of these children- him or the Demon King? There was two placenta; one child belonged to him and the other belonged to the Demon King. But his wife asked him to make her a promise, he would protect BOTH of his children. However, would he betray the church to protect his children? - - - - - The system would come a lot later into the story so bear with me but this story would feature a lot of mythical creatures from different ideologies. Smut will be present as well but there would be no NTR whatsoever. The system, as is obvious, will change a lot of things when awakened. Oh right, there will be smut!
User_Name_Triple · 46.9K Views

The Demon King's Tea Time

Magnus Caffeine wasn’t always the Demon King. One day, he just woke up in a dark, gothic castle. Apparently, he’s in another world now—one with dragons, magic, and absolute chaos. But honestly? He’s not interested in world domination. He just wants to chill. Unfortunately, being an all-powerful Demon King comes with responsibilities, annoying subordinates, and heroic idiots who won’t leave him alone. Between dodging war declarations and dealing with demons who expect him to be some ruthless tyrant, Magnus has one simple goal: Drinking tea and lazing around. But with old memories creeping in, mysterious voices in his head, and an entire world expecting him to be either their savior or destroyer… will he really get to enjoy his tea break? ----------------------- i will be posting this in Royalroad --- This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, applications, songs, technologies, locations, events, and incidents are eitherthe product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously for storytelling purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real companies, brands, applications or any other entities is purely coincidental. All real-world references are included as part of the fictional setting and do not imply any endorsement, association, or ownership by the original creators. The author has no intention to defame, discredit, orintringe upon the rights of any individual, brand, organization, or intellectual property. This story is created solely for entertainment and creative expression, and should not be taken as factual or representative of real-life entities or events. Readers are advised to treat all references in this work as fictional, regardless of name similarities or thematic inspiration.
VineFine · 35K Views

Prey To the Demon King

BOOK 2 of the book series Allure Of The Dark BOOK 1: The Devil's Warrior Queen _________________ Emerging from the darkness with a predatory grace, he blocked her path with a smirk that sent shivers down her spine. His lips curled into a devilish grin as he watched her struggle, relishing in the thrill of the hunt. With a gentle yet firm grip, his hands curled around her small waist as he pulled her close, his touch sending a wave of electricity skittering down her spine. She gasped as she felt his icy touch, her breath catching in her throat as she realized the futility of her efforts to escape. "You cannot run from me, sweet angel." Lucian purred, his voice dripping with honeyed promises and wicked intent. "You are mine to claim, body and soul." Dabria trembled as she met his gaze, the intensity of his silver eyes burning into her very core. There was a hunger there, primal and insatiable, that sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins despite her fear. As Lucian drew closer, his presence enveloped her like a cloak of darkness, suffusing her senses with a heady mixture of desire and dread. She could feel the heat of his breath against her skin, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine as he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from her own. In that moment, Dabria was powerless to resist him, her will crumbling beneath the weight of his seductive charm. She closed her eyes, surrendering herself to the inevitable as Lucian claimed her with a kiss that ignited a firestorm of passion within her soul. ------------
Mel_goddess123 · 13.9K Views
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