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Outlast Whistle

DEATH'S SUBSTITUTE: Rule of the strongest player

Are you searching for a sigma, OP, tattooed, cold-hearted, and tough MC? You've come to a halt; apply the brakes. Introducing Gideon, a man with a horrible past, a survivor, and a gang boss. It may initially appear to be your typical Isekai (reincarnation) tale, but you will soon realize that it is very different from the others. Gideon's life was anything but typical. He suffered from unspeakable trauma as a result of cruel experimentation. He lost control of those experiments one tragic day, which resulted in his mother's unintentional death. He decided to end it all because he was too overcome with guilt to confront his older sister. Death, however, was not the end. Between this world and the next, Gideon's He was comforted and given hope by his mother's calming voice. An ancient, celestial creature stepped in just as she was ready to send him back to make amends with his sister. Boresome of its eternal life, this godlike creature compelled Gideon to play a high-stakes game—one meant for the entertainment of creatures far more powerful than gods. The prize? a second opportunity at living while keeping all of his memories. an opportunity to take responsibility for his actions, confront his remorse, and defend the people he cares about. However, the road to salvation is far from straightforward. After being reborn as an immortal with a talent for violence and leadership, Gideon must navigate a dangerous new world. As the gang's commander trapped in a ruthless turf fight, he must also overcome the challenges of the celestial game and outsmart his cunning benefactor, a celestial entity who appears more interested in undermining than in assisting him. Equipped with his keen intellect, unwavering determination, and newly acquired abilities, Gideon needs to outlast other players, make it through the enigmatic "RUIN," and avoid the traps created by the same entity that granted him this opportunity. Is he going to live? And how, if he will? Continue reading to help our MC on his journey.
The_author3 · 1K Views

Bill and the Whistling Death

|WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM · WEEKLY TO BI-WEEKLY UPDATES| A troubled veteran attempts to forget the past by volunteering at Patriots Point Naval and Maritime Museum, but it proves difficult when he's close to the plane that changed his life forever--the Corsair. *** Retired Navy pilot William Beckington never planned to move on after The Incident and has lived with the guilt for seventy years. After failed attempts with PTSD counselors, his daughter recommends that he begin volunteering on the aircraft carrier CV-10 in Charleston, South Carolina. Reluctantly, Bill agrees, but his decision proves difficult when he stumbles back into the world of Corsairs, the plane he'd rather forget. Seeing that The Incident still haunts him, Bill's new friends attempt to help him remember his long-lost joy; he attends Bulldog Tours, learns the stories of other veterans, and strangely finds himself near the Corsair more than he would like. While nothing will free his mind from the traumatizing Incident, Bill must find a way to push past his grief and guilt to live the life he is meant to live--and rekindle his best friend's legacy before he succumbs. *** *This enjoyable story has received a special shout-out from Wattpad Ambassador @RookWri78 for a strong first chapter!* *Bill and the Whistling Death falls under the Wildcard Category--with elements of Historical Fiction, Adventure, Literary Fiction, Drama, and slight Coming-of-Age. There is also a queer side character--just FYI, but it stays quiet because of the time Bill served.* Are you curious about the airplanes we have at Patriots Point? Feel free to check them out! https://www.patriotspoint.org/things-to-do/aircraft
CroodsGirl · 2.8K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 681.7K Views

Game Design : Step one, heal the players

*Note: I am not the author, merely a humble translator. Crab OG author : 喝一杯红酒 OG title : 游戏制作:从治愈玩家开始 Chen Xu travelled to a parallel world and was surprised to find that many classic and excellent games from his previous life were missing. I had a plan, but why did I get an 'emotion collection system', and the emotions such as happiness, sadness, excitement, fear, anger and other emotions provided by players who have played the games I made can make me stronger? But why is it so much easier to get anger than happiness? Looking at his score, Chen Xu expressed his confusion. As a result, Chen Xu's career as a game designer gradually took a turn for the worse. In Undertale, countless players pounded the table and screamed: I was cheated by this game! In Outlast, countless players screamed, my cabinet moved and I stopped playing. In Dark Souls, when countless players entered the game smiling, "Go away, please go away, leave the Firekeeper behind and go out with your flame, we don't want to link the fire! Soap, Alex and Ghost were sacrificed in Call of Duty; Zack and Aerith were killed in Final Fantasy 7; Arthur and John were betrayed in Red Dead Redemption; Countless players went berserk: "You bastards! Can't we be kinder to the protagonists? Q: How do you feel about the players' anger towards you? Facing the reporter's question, Chen Xu smiled slightly: This isn’t criticism, this is encouragement from players around the world to me, this is love! Thank you all, I will keep up the good work!
Pepper_Crab · 93.9K Views

Midfield Maestro

Takumi Usui, a naturally gifted yet self-doubting midfielder, has just joined Skyline FC Academy, a world-renowned institution known for producing football legends. Though his passing range and tactical vision set him apart, Takumi struggles to find his place among the country’s brightest young football talents. On his first day, he’s immediately thrown into intense competition, facing the brutal reality of a system that demands not just skill, but heart, mental toughness, and relentless perseverance. In Skyline FC, the bar is set impossibly high. The academy’s legendary coach, Sora, pushes every player to their limits. The players are talented, but Takumi quickly learns that talent alone won’t make him a starter—he has to command the game, control the tempo, and become the midfield general his team needs. But it’s not just the football field that challenges him. Off the pitch, he navigates the complexities of friendships, rivalries, and a blossoming romance with Saki Hoshino, a kind-hearted girl from his school who offers him emotional support even when he feels like giving up. Surrounded by fierce competition from rivals like the hot-headed striker Shinji Tanaka and the cocky midfielder Kai Kuroda, Takumi’s journey is one of personal growth, grit, and relentless training. He will need to master advanced football strategies—like the "Triangle Passing System," "Quick-Tempo Transitions," and "Counter-Pressing"—to rise through the ranks. But it’s not just about winning on the field; it’s about transforming his mindset, overcoming self-doubt, and discovering what it truly means to lead from the heart. From the first whistle to the final goal, Takumi must learn that being a hero doesn’t always mean scoring the winning goal—it’s about creating the opportunities, setting the pace, and most importantly, never giving up. Will Takumi become the midfield maestro he dreams of? Or will he falter in the face of overwhelming odds? The beautiful game isn’t just about skill—it’s about heart.
maninahar · 5.3K Views

Talent Awakening: The Last Surviving Sorcerer.

"In the land of myth and the time of magic…" "The destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a ....." Xaren dodged as a stone whistled past his face before he could finish his playful chants. If he had been a second late, he would have been struck by the stone. "Cut that crap!" Eryndor Darkfire thundered, his expression dreadful and grim, and almost instantaneously, he was laughing hard and chasing his friend, Xaren, around in a police and thief game play. Eryndor Darkfire, the male MC was a still birth. He was already dead by the time he was birthed with his mother losing her life during labour. A dramatic cosmic manifestations happened on the night he was born. His Father, Kael Tan carried Eryndor cold body and dashed into the temple with hopes that his son would be saved. A child marked to be a sorcerer at a time when darkness of the underworld was at its climax, brimming with tenebrous intensity. With the lost heritage of magic and sorcery restored, Eryndor was the last ever bloodline of his father to exist with ability to harness and use magic. At 12, Eryndor fought some bandits who came to kidnap him from his home. And to protect his identity and safety, his Father had to make him run away, far from home before he was discovered. Eryndor faced various forms of diversities, made new friends, and learnt a lot of lessons from his master. Along the line, He found out a very gruesome and harrowing secret about his ancestors, and had to fight the greatest battle of his life - A mortal battle with his demonic sisters. Eryndor has to walk through many deadly adventures, discover secrets, and challenge mighty and ancient beings to be able to stop his demonic sisters. "Astra descendo, tenebrae repello! (Stars descend, darkness repel!) By the celestial fires that burn within, I call upon the ancient powers to begin. Aegis mea, protego totalum! (My shield, I protect all!) Mors demoni, mortem infero! (Death to the demon, death I bring!) Let's walk you through the journey of 'The Last Surviving Sorcerer'.
BLACK_MUSTANG · 5.6K Views

When the night comes

"Let me fall in love with you." With his ocean blue eyes, he looks at me. "I can't ...We are enemies." "I-" I know that. I doubt anyone knows it better than us. But still I can't help it. I want to love you. I want you to love me. I want us to be together. I wish I could declare this to whole world. Slowly extending his hands towards me, he says"One day we will not be enemies, maybe then we can be lovers." What do I say to that? Do I tell him I will wait... Or question him when? I have so many questions to ask him. But again how do I break it to him. "..." "n.." His gaze stuck on me for a while finally disappears. Facing straight, he finally breaks the silence with a soft wispher"Not just lovers." "Yes." I question him not believing my ears. Maybe the whistle of air is hindering my hearing. He whimpers. Completely turning away his head, he adds"Not just lovers but spouses." "Are you proposing to me?" I couldn't believe my ears, I couldn't believe reality. I am dreaming, aren't I? Maybe the night's cold is finally getting to me. "Yes,I will you accept?" He heard that. Noway did I speak aloud? Huh. The tips of his ear are little red. He is so cute. I can't help but smile to that. "You do realize you are asking me to wait to date right?" He turns and stares me down in eyes. He looks pitful. Maybe to an outsiders, it looks like I am bullying him. "I will give you the answer when we aren't enemies. He looked away. He had a frown on his face. "When the night comes, will we meet again." I asked him, gazing upon the stars in the sky. " When the night comes, I will also come with it." His replied made my heart tingle. "But I don't know about you." My face had a soft smile.
starsalign · 7.8K Views

Love Through the Depths of Hell

All Bella ever desired was love, but her eyes only saw bone-chilling coldness until the day she was dragged into the depths of hell. Why? Because she wasn't the heroine of that so-called 'fairy tale'. Her fate was even crueler than she could imagine, described in a few lines written in an old book. A book that was written by some higher beings for their own entertainment, but they tossed it aside after just one cycle, not caring about the crumbling world within. After repeatedly reading the lines that depicted her death, Bella finally realized her bitter reality. Perhaps, if she went back death was the only ending... but instead of sorrow, a crazy glint shone in her emotionless eyes. After all, she had already died many times in the hellish place she entered a long, long time ago. "It's not a big deal to die once more, right?" In the midst of the pitch-black darkness seeping through the cracks in the sky, a beautiful silhouette swimming in a pool of water looked at her with knitted brows, showing dissatisfaction at her comment. He extended his hand and pinched her nose with a sigh. "Why do you always think of the worst?" A faint blush appeared on his cheeks when her previously emotionless eyes turned into crescents, peering at him playfully. "You-!" Alas, before he could finish his sentence, a warm hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him out of the water into a tight embrace. A deep exhale brushed against his pale skin as Bella nuzzled her nose against the crook of his neck with a satisfied expression. "If you give me a kiss, I won't say it anymore." A giggle escaped her lips when the man in her arms froze, his exposed neck turning a brilliant shade of crimson. 'How cute.' ------------- ------------- This story revolves around lots of characters as they discover their cruel reality. There are many supernatural beings and magical realms. The MC character will have a little twisted personality... Ahem, I mean she starts off as a villainess and remains one. *Whistles... Anyway, thanks to the MC's interference, the old abandoned story will regain popularity among the higher existences, kekeke. Together with the ML, Bella will search for a new path that leads them to find their beautiful reality. As for the other characters... Well, it's up to them to crawl their way out-! Thank you. ------------- ------------- Tags; #transmigration #regression #villainess #Iskei #merman #King/Queen world #Hell's journey #Hell's Queen #Not so lovely demons #Cute ml #handsome ml #Innocent ml (hehe, fl will taint him anyway) #Non-Human ml # #superpowers #Cruel fl #playful fl #magic #OP fl #Crazy fl #Dragon's descendent #romance #revenge #bored fl #The hell's spire #Death zone #The Authorities #System #Strength #Adventure... etc. ------------- ------------- (Even though the chances of me getting popular in this genre are very thin. Still, no one can stop me from daydreaming, hehe.) ------------- ------------- Note: The cover is not mine as I am too poor. All credits go to the owner. If he/she wants me to remove it, just ring me up in the comment section.
Sky001 · 8.7K Views

I AM NOT THE VILLAINESS: TWISTED FATES

Elara Stone is a tough, no-nonsense lawyer who lives off caffeine, deadlines, and her favorite romance novels. She’s fierce in the courtroom, but her personal life? A chaotic mess. After a brutal week at work, she collapses on her couch to relax—and wakes up as the most hated villainess in her favorite fantasy novel. She's now Lady Seraphina Devereaux, the notorious villainess from her favorite fantasy novel, Destiny’s Veil. Known for her icy beauty and cutthroat reputation, Seraphina is fated for a spectacular downfall, sentenced to a public execution after a failed power grab. But Elara? Not a chance she's letting that happen. Armed with her legal smarts and a solid memory of the book’s plot twists, Elara takes on her new life with a plan to rewrite Seraphina’s story from scratch. The goal? Dodge doom, tweak that villainous rep, and add some sparkle to the drama. Enter Aldric Theron Valen—a mysterious, powerful noble with looks as swoon-worthy as his secrets are deep. In the original story, Aldric stays out of court games and eventually sides with the heroine. But Elara’s Seraphina has a way of throwing off his cool detachment, especially when she lands a business deal with him that spirals into a chain of misadventures—including saving him from an assassination attempt, of course. As they team up amidst politics, high society gossip, and a growing attraction, Elara has her hands full trying to charm, outwit, and outlast her new life’s script. With wit as sharp as her heels, she’s set on giving Seraphina a destiny of her own—a tale of survival, style, and maybe even a shot at love. In a world where magic and mayhem are everyday affairs, Elara’s rewriting her story, one clever comeback at a time.
TypoNinja · 1.3K Views

Game Designer's New World Takeover, Starting with Flappy Bird

Alex Parker, a talented game designer, finds himself transported to a parallel world where technology has taken a different path. Armed with his vast knowledge of game design, Alex aims to revolutionize the gaming industry in this new reality with one groundbreaking game after another. As a game designer, Alex Parker thought his life was perfect. Every game he developed was etched into the annals of gaming history. Journey won seven awards at the World Game Developers Conference, including Best Visual Art, Best Game Design, Best Sound Effects, and Most Innovative Game of the Year. League of Legends continued its reign for seven years, dominating the PC online game market and breaking records with its World Championship series. The Last of Us, Uncharted, and GTA V sold millions of copies worldwide, shattering numerous records. VR games like Outlast, Honor, and Thriller Park redefined the VR gaming industry, becoming classics studied by countless game designers. Even casual mobile games like Arena of Valor, Onmyoji, and the iconic Flappy Bird topped the charts for years. However, this was all part of Alex’s daydreams. In reality, he was the lead planner at a small mobile game startup, plagued by exhaustion from months of relentless overtime. His dreams of creating legendary games seemed distant as he struggled with the harsh realities of the gaming industry. One day, Alex collapsed at his desk and heard a mysterious voice in his dreams: "Loading game... Main objective: Become the greatest game designer in a parallel world. Side Objective 1: Achieve over $20 million in monthly revenue from a single game. Side Objective 2: Attain over 10 million active monthly players for a single game. Side Objective 3: Develop games for PC, mobile, and VR platforms, each becoming a classic. Side Objective 4: Enter the Hall of Fame and achieve superstar popularity. Newbie reward: None. Game difficulty: Highest. Game guide: Disabled. Parallel world transition countdown... Three... Two... One... Game start!"
AlexLe · 147K Views

Saijō no Hachiban

### Title: 最上の八番 (Saijō no Hachiban / The Supreme Number Eight) --- #### Synopsis: In the bustling city of Yokohama, where dreams are as numerous as the stars, one boy’s aspiration burns brighter than the rest. Yuto Saijo, a high school sophomore, harbors a passion for soccer that borders on obsession. With the determination to become the best midfielder in Japan, he dons the revered number 8 jersey, a number symbolizing infinite possibilities and the greats who came before him. Yuto’s journey begins at Yokohama High, a school renowned for its powerful soccer team. Despite his raw talent, Yuto is initially relegated to the sidelines, overshadowed by established stars and struggling to find his place. His resolve is tested daily as he battles self-doubt and the pressures of high school life. One day, fate intertwines Yuto’s path with that of Ryoichi Takeda, a legendary midfielder who mysteriously vanished from the professional league at the peak of his career. Now a reclusive coach at Yokohama High, Ryoichi sees a spark in Yuto that reignites his own passion for the game. Under Ryoichi's rigorous and unconventional training, Yuto begins to hone his skills, learning not only the physical aspects of soccer but also the mental fortitude required to excel. As Yuto’s abilities flourish, so do the challenges. Rivalries both on and off the field intensify, and a shadowy organization with vested interests in high school soccer emerges, threatening to derail his dreams. Amidst personal trials and team conflicts, Yuto must navigate the treacherous waters of ambition and friendship. "Saijo no Hachiban" delves deep into the spirit of youth and the relentless pursuit of greatness. It captures the emotional highs and lows of a teenager fighting to carve out his legacy, supported by a cast of unforgettable characters each with their own dreams and demons. From intense matches that leave the audience breathless to heartwarming moments of camaraderie, Yuto’s story is a testament to the power of perseverance and the beauty of soccer. In the end, Yuto learns that being the best number 8 is not just about skill, but about inspiring others and carrying the weight of a team's dreams on his shoulders. His journey is not just a quest for personal glory, but a path to discovering the true essence of the sport and the unbreakable bonds it creates. --- Drawing inspiration from the poignant and dynamic storytelling style of renowned light novel authors like Yōkō Kamio and the gripping narrative techniques of Naoki Urasawa, "最上の八番 (Saijō no Hachiban)" promises to be a heart-wrenching yet exhilarating saga that will resonate with readers long after the final whistle.
KobayashiSora · 41.5K Views

Douce Harmonie {GXG}

1- I am not too much 'messages' nor 'call' » "So there, no, you have to send me messages," she said seriously. "Alright," I said lowering my head, she put her fingers on my chin and lifted my head, "I will miss you", the situation is quite funny, we have only known each other for a few hours and I know she was going to miss me too. I put my hand on her cheek and leaned down, our lips touching a little, "Can I?" " She didn't answer, she kissed me, I felt butterflies in my stomach and wanted to have her closer to me. My hands on her hips pulled her closer to me, I felt like it wasn't enough, but we had to stop, her mom was waiting for her, so I broke the kiss. "Now you have to send me messages" I nodded, she gave me a breathtaking smile. 2- There were two cars, one of which had overturned and was badly damaged. She slowed her car and got out with heavy, shaky, but firm steps. She approached the overturned car. She collapsed to her knees, her throat blocked, no sound coming out. Blood trickled out from the car. Her hands came within inches of her mouth and dropped abruptly, and a strident scream finally escaped from her. She couldn't hear herself, she could only hear a long whistling sound. But that didn't stop her from continuing her agonizing screams, tears streaming from her eyes with no way to stop them. She screamed and cried, wishing to the depths of her being that it had all been a dream. ... "That day in fall, after the storm  The sun returns brighter than ever And a sweet flower blooms, it is a rebirth. My Sweet Rose"
RAISbh · 72.9K Views
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