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Etheric Desires Paths

A miserable life, transparent and devoid of happiness, dreams, goals, or desires, with no aspirations for the future. Yet, his life was simple and quiet until the unexpected end came, causing him to fall to the gates of death, crying out in sadness and despair, refusing to die. "No...." "I don't want to die...." "No... I don't want to die like this...!" "One chance..." "One chance... one more chance... just one chance....!" "If I could just get one more chance, I would work hard to change it." [Notification!] [You have met the conditions to possess the royal ethereal artifact.] An old melody brought back memories to him, and the echo of a mysterious and enchanting woman voice resonated in his head, continuing the notifications. [Notification!] [You have received the ancient blessing as a reward for possessing the royal ethereal artifact.] [Notification!] [You have gained the right to receive one more chance at life in exchange for completing the mission of the royal ethereal artifact.] [Mission: Obtain the Throne of Ethereal Sovereignty.] [Mission Requirements: Three] [First: Reach the peak of global power level] [Second: Complete all system missions] [Third: Subjugate one million women under your sovereignty] [Do you accept the mission...?] [Yes or No] The young man eyes widened in shock when he saw the appearance of this bright green status window before him, resembling the video game windows he played in his childhood. He heard the echo of the mysterious and enchanting woman voice in his head and thought for a moment to himself that if he could get another chance at life, he would do anything for it. He had been helpless and silently dying in the deep darkness. Then he responded to the voice of the mysterious woman in his head.
BlackInkPenP · 4K Views

Testament Of A Survivor

The world around me lay in ruins, a haunting reminder of what once was, my hand squelched in the thick, dark liquid that stained the cracked pavement—blood, pooling from the fallen, a testament to the chaos that had unfolded. Buildings, once towering symbols of human achievement, now stood as skeletal remains, their shattered windows resembling empty eyes staring into the abyss. The air was heavy with the stench of decay and despair, mingling with the acrid smoke that still curled from the remnants of pink fires still burning brightly . Strangely everywhere was silent, as i searched for a sign of life in this hellish landscape, searching for any sign of life or hope. Every shadow felt like a threat, and every sound made my heart race. In this world, weakness was the greatest sin. As I looked down at my chest only to see it peirced by a metal rod and my leg twisted as if ensuring i wouldn't try to walk, i was filled with so much pain that i couldn't think straight as my mind was filled with the death of my parents and the destruction that seems to echo around me. Only the remnants of my humanity and the pain that I was feeling that was judging my presence in this broken reality. I wanted to stay alive i truly did, but the weight of the image of my blood-soaked dead bodies of my parents lingered in my mind, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the darkness that had consumed us all. Thinking back I thought 'what has led to this.'
Noblebird_Supreme · 2.3K Views

Windows to the soul

Skylar Covey is a young teenage girl navigating the complex landscape of her emotions as she embarks on the journey of self-discovery. At this pivotal stage in her life, she finds herself grappling with a whirlwind of feelings—joy, confusion, sadness, and excitement—all entwined in the intricate tapestry of adolescence. Each day brings new experiences that challenge her understanding of herself and her place in the world. Skylar often reflects on her changing friendships, the pressures of academic expectations, and the realization of her dreams and ambitions. She feels the weight of her emotions as she encounters the ups and downs of teenage life, from the exhilaration of first crushes to the heartache of misunderstandings. With an introspective nature, she begins to delve deeper into her thoughts, seeking to understand why she feels the way she does and how she can express these emotions in a healthy and constructive manner. In her quest for self-identity, Skylar may find solace in creative outlets such as writing, drawing, or music, helping her make sense of the turbulent feelings swirling inside her. Surrounded by supportive friends and family, she starts to open up about her struggles, learning that she is not alone in facing the challenges of growing up. Through her journey, Skylar Covey not only explores the depths of her own heart but also learns valuable lessons about empathy, resilience, and the importance of embracing the full spectrum of human emotions.
NariKim2009 · 3.2K Views

My Own Paradise

two main male characters: Claude, a modern-day witch, and Eden, a Nephilim. Even though they are completely different from one another, they are ultimately just the two sides of the same coin. Hundreds of years have passed since the war ended between the Nephilims and the humans. Eden, being the last of his race, had received punishment from the Archangels for their transgressions. Therefore, he had been doing nothing but obediently carry out his punishment, since what else could he do with his inescapable fate? Until ... PACK! Eden turned to see an unfamiliar man against the window, squinting at him. His ivory hair was dripping wet, well actually he was drenched from head to toe as if he went for a swim and forgot to bring a spare change of clothes which made his current clothes stick to his body and outlining his muscles. His pinkish eyes squinted hard at Eden for a few seconds before recognition sets in. "YOU!" He pushed himself off the window and went towards the entrance all while Eden was trying to place the crazy human in his head and the next thing he knew the man grabbed hold of his arm, ignoring some humans in uniform telling him off for getting the floors wet and dragged him out of the place. ────୨ৎ──── please dont judge the cover ;; its made from canva. socials: @aresclothovt at twitter! NOTE: im the original author of this work. my previous account was binded with just a twitter account that i dont think it's secure enough so i made a new account.
florenceares · 6.5K Views
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