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Grace Paley Prize For Short Fiction

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 · 1.8K Views

Grass To Grace;Slave To Queen

......... "Please Mr. Cruz, spare us. We made a terrible mistake, we are sorry............"Mrs Fisher said while on her knees " Spare you?!, Is this some kind of joke?"The tall man replied "We made a mistake!. Please we have no where to go" Mr. Fisher joined in the plea "Well, I'm sorry but not sorry, this District has been set aside for government construction. You won't want to get sued for obstruction of Government work right?!" He replied with a smirk "Take anything else, but please spare our house, please Commissioner Cruz" Mr. Fisher begged "You are a bunch of nuisance, what can you possibly offer huh!, Obstruction of Government Work and Trespassing!, You might have to pay a fine of 12million dollars!. Do you have that huge amount of money?" He said and Mr. Fisher's shoulder dropped in defeat I stared at my family for a while and felt useless. Even if I'll sacrifice alot just to see them in this situation, I couldn't neglect the fact that our house was about to be demolished because of my parents foolish mistake. I just came back from work and was in an hurry because the mere thought of the punishment for coming back late was nerve wrecking. Well, I felt a little bit of a relieve, atleast now, no one will notice I got home late. I was still contemplating on what to do, I had to save our house either way because I know I'll always be the one to suffer for the loss. No home means I have to earn extra cash and work extra hour. I stood up with wobbling legs and finally mustered the courage to talk "Excuse me sir, I don't think that's enough reasons to demolish our house......... I mean vot-voting is a choice we make and-and I think my family....... my family and the people of this district made that choice be-bec-because they............. " I stopped for a while when I realised the commissioner was moving closer to me and staring at me "Go on........" He said and kept on moving closer "I mean absolutely no disrespect sir but-but I think you should consider pardoning us" I said with pain written all over my face. I kept on praying he'll pardon us and........... but then it felt like a wasted wish "What the heck do you think you're doing you witch?!......." My mom said and pulled me down and I ended up hurting my knee "So now you go against me then take turns in lecturing me on what you think is right and what is wrong............... " He said with a smirk "No that's not......... " I couldn't complete my sentence because he suddenly smiled coldly and I felt my heart jump out, We were already in for it, I just complicated the whole issue and there was no way he would forgive us............ "That's intruiging and quite bold........ " He turned to my parents and finally said........... ............. "I'll take her, in exchange for this District and your title as my inlaw................. "
Casmin_Chen · 8.8K 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 · 57.7K Views
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