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My System was Muted!

In a realm where folks wielded unique "Goldfingers," fonts of magical prowess, Lucas Evercrest remained blissfully unaware of his own exceptional potential. Little did he fathom that he harbored this incredible power deep within, an untapped wellspring. While others soared to grand heights, Lucas inadvertently subdued his Goldfinger, leaving him stranded at the humbling level 1, watching as his peers flourished. One fateful night, enveloped in the haze of sleep deprivation, our unsuspecting protagonist's world shifted. Battling to embrace slumber's embrace, he carelessly brushed against the "Mute Notifications" icon on his Goldfinger's interface before drifting into dreams' embrace. Seasons swept by like leaves on the wind, and there he stood, drowning sorrows in whiskey's amber embrace and endless loaves of bread, mourning an elusive system he believed had passed him by. Amid the din of a bar, laughter rippled like an unsteady melody. Echoes of "Status Open" danced in the air, chanted by playful kids, each repetition a chorus of mockery. Weariness pressed his head against the bar's cool surface, a failed shield against the jeers and japes. "Status Open, Status Open, Status Open," he muttered, lips grazing the wood, words coated in a blend of irony and irritation. And then, as if summoned by this weary incantation, a radiant cerulean window materialized before him. Within its luminescence, Lucas Evercrest's identity flickered, inscribed alongside his meager statistics: "[Lucas Evercrest], [Level 1 [^], Job: Starter], [HP: 1220, MP: 123], [Str:84, Agi:93, Int:43, Ins:23, Wis:53, Def:32, Sta:45, Dex:32, Con: 122]." Details unfurled like a tapestry, revealing a mosaic of attributes. His handiwork, etched in the fabric of his being, began to come to light. The window whispered of abilities and names, secrets shrouded in cryptic notation: "[Abilities: Open to show more.], [Titles: Open to show more.]" Yet even amidst this revelation, a sobering truth lingered – his status, labeled "Intoxicated," stood as a stark reminder of his present condition. Experience, captured within the confines of "EXP: 100/100," hinted at untapped potential, awaiting the spark of realization. An "Inventory" beckoned, promising more to explore, yet the ever-watchful "Missed Notifications" count of "99+" bore the mark of silence, a testament to a bygone era when his Goldfinger's voice remained muted. And so, in the quiet hum of the bar, amidst the ebb and flow of laughter and life, Lucas Evercrest's journey unfurled anew. The forgotten Goldfinger, once stifled by his own inadvertence, stood poised to rewrite his destiny, as he grasped the reigns of his dormant power, eager to ascend beyond the confines of level 1 and embrace the legacy that had patiently awaited his awakening. *This synopsis was written by someone else who wishes to remain Anonymous, thank you to who did it.* *Title is pending for the cover.*
Daoistc5PXIE · 15.6K Views

UNRAVEL- The King's Memory

"Seven..? No! It was eig-!" The era of Kingdoms arises A sole continent at the center of the vast ocean where a dark lord once ruled and dominated every kingdom it clashes is now in ruins. Be it above or below his legend still remains that even the devils fear him. The once indestructible Kingdom is now famous to be a place of cold desert forming a pile of corpse and skeletons everywhere, a wasteland. While at the center of the island was the standing silhouette of the dark lord's corpse. No one dared to go touch it, neither go near the dead corpse, that is why hundreds of years have passed already but the body of the dark lord is still standing at the center of the island, the dark continent. Footsteps... Is someone still living there? "What? Wait. This place is familiar but..." Morning came "What were those broken memories? Really weird and bothersome. I do hope I will not have those dreams again!" "Rothe! Are you awake? Come here and help me fire the woods, I'll make the soup then we are ready for breakfast. We need to be faster for us to be able to sell in the marketplace." A middle-aged adult called the 8 years old Rothe for a hand as they were always in a hurry for them to occupy a public marketplace vendor. It's first come first serve, so before the sun shines in the morning they need to find an unoccupied vendor stall already for them to sell their fresh fishes and stocks of bread. "The meal was great! Thanks, mom! You are the best! You are the one that's always looking out for me. Hmph, I wonder where dad is?" "DEATH!" Rothe suddenly froze when he heard someone whispered in his ears. But that was only in his head. "Rothe, are you okay? What's wrong?" The boy's mother was worried for his son suddenly stopped walking and dropped the basket full of fishes. "I'll kill you!" "What is happening? Rothe!" "Rothe! Run!" "Mother!" "..." Year 888 The Kingdom of Magnolram, humanity's perfect place of peace and haven
Xenovraise · 3.9K Views

A BEAST-LIKE LOVE

The sheer number of Beast-kin had dropped due to the fear from the human population. But hidden in pockets scattered throughout the county of Islatenne Empire, are those seeking others like themselves. Most Beast-kin used to be of the warrior class, proud and hearty fighters, but now things are starting to shift, and not for the better. The arrival of an unknown and devastating disease has hit the humans in the most populated areas causing many to die out. And in some areas, the humans were completely wiped out. Thankfully, the animals were never affected by the disease, which gave the Beast-kin their newfound advantage. With the reduction of the human population, the Beast-kin might have a decent chance now. Their populations have always been low, due to the mere fact that few females exist has posed a serious issue. Far too many humans had taken them as a pet of sorts, treating them as nothing more than a novelty or prize decoration. Many, many Beast-kin males have tried taking human females as mates, but all the half-breed children never live to see their first birthday, this mix just doesn’t seem to work. Humans just don’t possess enough of the animal side of themselves anymore past a basic survival instinct. Besides, almost all the human females they tried to breed with usually died during or just after giving birth. The sheer size of the child was most certainly a death sentence to almost all human females. Now with the issue of few females pressing harder than ever, most Beast-kin are in danger of dying out in their areas. Most of their mannerisms border that of the pack mentality in most proper Beast-kin tribes. They must have a mate, so what female Beast-kin remain are forced to be the mate of more than one suitor. Making most males desperate to treat them as breading stock instead. Most of the males have become no better than the humans that took so many females away, basically treating them as slaves. Not even regarding them as equals. Now with this massive shift of things, it’s almost as if hundreds of centuries of progress have been lost to the ages. Including the prized traditions that just about every tribe held to at one point in time. Making those who believe themselves to have the power, seemingly rewrite things how they want. Therefore, bringing back an age of slave casts. And it doesn’t seem to matter if your male or female, Beast-kin or human. If your deemed slave cast, you will be treated as though you were disposable, nothing but a garbage item. Most females discovered in the bigger cities are never freed, for if they are not owned by someone for their ill-gotten purposes, the fate is that of breeder, and breeder only. The females destined to be nothing more than breeders are bid upon as though they were just a piece of furniture. The highest bigger obviously got to breed for a child and paid a large sum to do so. In this new world, you are of one of three classes, Intellect, Warrior, or Slave. The Intellect class comprised of mostly scholars of various varieties, studying the old ways, make note of heritage, and battle strategies. Warrior classes went on the front lines to protect their people from any danger, trained in various forms of combat. Slaves were nothing more than those who served others for whatever their purpose was or is. From birth, you were distinguished through your eyes and markings alone. Those alone determined your status from birth. For many the fate of their heritage could be a devastating one or a rewarding one.
SinisterGoth1977 · 275.1K Views

Outside is Apocalypse But I am Safe inside My Dungeon

That day when the apocalypse fell, was a normal day without any big events. like any other, people are busy in their lives and work, some enjoying their lives some are struggling to live. Life was going in a usual routine until changes in the earth started to show up on the surface. while they were living a normal life, the earth was undergone a massive transformation without being noticed. Mysterious energy started to leak from the underground and living or non-living beings that were exposed to this energy began to evolve. Zombie and mutant beasts are roaming in the City. Due to large numbers and sudden appearance, armies from all over the world fail to withstand their attack. Big cities became a playground for savage beasts. Following those events, another catastrophe came that forced humanity to its knees. The environment of Earth has turned into a mess, green lands have turned into deserts and heavy rainfall causes river overflow. the length of winters increased and it has become very harsh for a normal human to survive. Food and shelter became scarce objects that very few people could afford. Instead of fighting mutant beasts and zombies, humans started to kill each other for easy resources. In this world, a piece of bread is more precious than a human life. This is where the story begins, in this horrible world, Sam is the only person who has a safe place with warm meals and every need that people could only imagine. Sam's life was always not that good, at a young age he lost his parents and the people he trusted most betrayed him. He fell into a debt trap that was impossible to escape. But Everything changed after he received his ability as a dungeon lord. At a young age, he faced many hardships and spent all his time working which is why Sam decided to lead a relaxed and enjoyable life even in the apocalypse.
Bidas5924 · 111.6K Views

Belonging To The Darkness

*Arranged marriage*Enemies to lovers*Obsessed anti-Hero* “I fucking hate you!” She breathed out the words, slowly and steadily, into his face. Her garlic smelling breath hitting him right in the face, making his face twitch and break posture. “You,” he turned his head away to breathe away from her garlic scented bread, only for her to open her mouth and blow into his direction. “Fucking brat. Did your parents teach you nothing?“ “Pedophile!” She accused to his face. “Did your parents teach you to marry little girls?” Adrian scoffed. “it’s your father who is trying to marry you off. Take it up with him.” She tried to open her mouth, by the looks of it just blow her garlicky breath on him again. Adrian grabbed her jaw, squeezing her cheeks together, he made her shut her mouth. “Listen to me carefully, Brat,” he whispered, bringing his face closer to hers, “You better hope I don’t say yes to this proposal of your father. Because if I do, I will be shipping your ass off to a behaviour correction facility as the first thing.” Ignoring the sneer on her lips, Adrian patted her cheek forcefully, just for fun, before turning around and leaving her alone in the corner. “It’s on,” she vowed, “I’ll fucking set you on fire.” ***** Joyce O’Sullivan, 19 years old, a perfect age to get married and settled according to her family members, according to the church they went to, and according to the whole society that she did not give a damn about. Adrian Murphy was a name she had heard in her household many times but only by their mouths of. Those who dealt with business. When her father is finally able to score a meeting with the so called God of Europe, at least for the land to live in, she could not care any less only to find out that his father was making a proposal to him. Proposal of marriage. A proposal of marriage of her and him. The best part about it? He got to decide. And she certainly won’t let him decide in her favour. And why? Because it would get them power and power was everything. **** Dark romance you have been warned. Can be read as a standalone .
Inara_Me · 1M Views

The Cursed Alpha

Being an adopted child, Annie never though that her eighteenth birthday party would be a day of disaster. It all began when she put on that mysterious necklace, and that was when her body underwent a miraculous transformation. When Annie happily decided to offer her first time to her boyfriend, she accidentally found him sleeping with her sister, Susan. This betrayal caused her to lose control due to rage and sorrow, and she experienced a physical transformation. After turning into a werewolf, Annie mistakenly killed her boyfriend and Susan. Annie fell into the abyss amidst her panic. Just when she thought everything was over, she found herself in the world of werewolves. The first man she saw after opening her eyes called out to her gently, “My mate! I’ve been waiting for you. I finally found you!” The man’s eyes were a deep passionate purple, and he stared straight at her. Annie stared back at him for the longest time. Every cell in her body was dancing, and her blood boiled inside her veins. It was a sense of familiarity, a pain mingled with excitement and sadness. She vaguely remembered this face. It was a face etched deeply into her memory and couldn’t be erased even after almost a hundred years had passed. “Ian, forget about me!” Annie turned away resolutely. “My body and soul have been enshrined at the temple. This is my agreement with the Moon Goddess. Only with this can we break the curse in your body!” “Go, Ian! You must complete the mission God has given you! You will lead the pack to victory in battle.” Annie’s silhouette slowly disappeared into the shrine’s light. “And I… will always pray for you here!” “No!” Ian grabbed Annie’s wrist. “This time, I won’t let go!” The skies immediately darkened, and a raging wind swept up. Lightning struck mercilessly, and the thunder was deafening. This was the Moon Goddess’s rage! The curse forbids them from being together! As the two individuals held each other in the darkness, should they brace themselves and challenge the curse? Or should they give up and submit?
Lye Baked Bread · 170.4K Views
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