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Wish Ai

Intergalactic conquest with an AI

Rex was just another slave in the corporate machine, a faceless office worker under the shadow of one of the galaxy's powerful megacorps. His life was predictable and dull, an endless cycle of meaningless reports and fluorescent-lit monotony. That was, until that day.... When a new world was discovered on the outskirts of the galaxy, Rex, like countless other low-ranking employees, found himself dragged into a contract clause he’d barely skimmed years ago. The megacorp ordered him and his coworkers to pack their lives into a transport pod and leave for the unexplored planet. Their mission? Establish a colony. Mine resources. Make the company richer. There was no choice, refusing meant ruin. At first, everything seemed manageable. The days were grueling, the nights cold, but progress was steady. The colony was coming to life. Until the excavation team struck something. No one knew what it was at first, a buried hive, a forgotten ecosystem, or something ancient and dangerous. Whatever it was, it unleashed hell. Swarms of enormous, chittering creatures erupted from the ground, their jagged bodies blotting out the sky. The colony fell into chaos. Screams echoed through the air as the bugs tore through everything in their path, walls, machines, and people. Rex barely survived. Bloodied, broken, and pinned beneath the rubble, he should have died there. But in the pitch-black silence of his fading consciousness, a voice spoke to him. Cold. Mechanical. Otherworldly. "Do you wish to live?" When Rex woke, he was no longer the man he’d been. His body was no longer human flesh and bone but something far more alien. His skin shimmered with living metal, his mind infused with the power of Cleo, a mysterious AI from a long-extinct, robotic race known as the Kaelzars. Cleo’s presence pulsed through his thoughts, guiding him and transforming him. He wasn’t just alive. He was reborn. But survival came at a price. Rex was no longer a pawn of the megacorp; he was something more dangerous, something they couldn’t control. As Cleo’s intentions began to reveal themselves, Rex found himself standing on the precipice of war, not just with the bugs but with forces far greater than he could have imagined. This was the beginning of a journey through blood-soaked battlefields and treacherous alliances. Along the way, Rex would encounter allies, brilliant, flawed, and unpredictable, and enemies whose ambitions were as sharp as their blades. These weren’t disposable foes, easily crushed by an overpowered hero. They were cunning, relentless, and human in the most terrifying ways. But then again, in war, who can truly be called a villain? New chapters every day at: [2 A.M GMT+8 Time!]
Shazorwy · 915.3K Views

IF WISHES WERE HORSES

At Starlake High, 17-year-old Calla Mercer is just trying to survive her senior year—dodging heartbreak, navigating social hierarchies, and keeping her late father's mysterious research a secret. But everything changes the day a meteor shower rains down strange, luminous dust over their small town. Soon after, a sleek black horse appears out of nowhere—literally—from thin air, in the middle of the school track field. No one knows where it came from, but Calla does. It’s her childhood wish—one she made at seven years old when she whispered into her father’s experimental machine, hoping for a friend who would never leave her. Now, more wishes are coming true around campus, with bizarre and chaotic consequences. Nerds become prom kings overnight. Dead pets reappear. Crushes confess love... only to vanish the next day. The source? Her father’s forgotten machine has reactivated, tapping into quantum fields and making subconscious desires real. But it’s unstable—and dangerous. Caught between stopping the growing chaos and protecting her own wish-come-true, Calla teams up with Ash Reyes, a brooding science prodigy with secrets of his own—and maybe a wish that could destroy everything. As the town edges toward collapse, and reality starts unraveling, Calla must choose: hold on to her heart's deepest desire, or risk everything to set things right. Because in a world where wishes come true, love is the most powerful—and the most dangerous—force of all.
Okonkwo_Nmesoma · 9K Views

The Curse of Third Wish

A Haunting Tale of Forbidden Desires and Inescapable Consequences** In a nameless, rain-lashed city where poverty clings to its residents like a second skin, an aging couple—**Haris and Amina**—struggle to survive in the shadow of relentless hardship. Their only solace is their devoted son, **Zain**, who works grueling shifts at a glass factory, his hands perpetually scarred by shards and heat. Though well past the age when most men marry, Zain has forgone a family of his own, pouring every ounce of his meager earnings into keeping his parents afloat. Their life is a cycle of evictions and crumbling rented rooms—until they move into *House No. 13*, a deceptively airy dwelling with a past that whispers through its warped floorboards. The Box That Should Have Stayed Buried** While cleaning, Amina discovers a **carved wooden box** hidden beneath a loose floorboard. Its surface is etched with a warning: *"Do not let greed conquer you."* Ignoring her husband’s pleas to leave it untouched, she pries it open to find a **40-bead rosary** and three slips of paper labeled: 1. *Your life’s first wish* 2. *Your life’s second wish* 3. *Your life’s third wish* Instructions scrawled inside the lid read: *"Write your desires. Misuse them, and fate will reclaim its due."* The First Wish: A Glimpse of Hope** Amina’s trembling hand writes: *"Let my son rise from this poverty."* Within days, Zain is promoted to foreman at the factory. The family rejoices—until Amina, emboldened, makes her **second wish**: *"Let my son marry into wealth, and let gold fill our home."* Soon, Zain is wed to the factory owner’s daughter, and coins spill from Amina’s once-empty cupboards. But the house grows colder. Zain’s new wife **flinches at his touch**, as if sensing something wrong. Then, news arrives: **the glass factory has burned to the ground**, and Zain—trapped inside—is reduced to ashes. The Third Wish: A Mother’s Fatal Love** Blinded by grief, Amina scribbles her **final wish**: *"Bring my son back to me."* At midnight, **something knocks**. The door creaks open to reveal Zain—or what’s left of him. His skin peels like melted wax; his eyes are hollow pits. He stumbles forward, whispering, *"You called me back… but the dead belong *there*."* Before Amina can scream, his charred hands close around her throat. Haris, waking to the noise, finds his wife **dead on the threshold**—her face frozen in terror. The box lies open beside her, its rosary beads now **cracked and blackened**. The third slip of paper is gone. In the days that follow, Haris vanishes. Neighbors claim to see **three figures** lingering near House No. 13 at dusk: a weeping old man, a woman clutching her throat, and a shadow with smoldering hands. The box, when found by new tenants, contains **fresh slips of paper**—and the cycle begins anew.
Emad_Sadiq · 2.9K Views
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