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Good Omens God Narration

When good turns evil

Imagine finding out you've been living a life that isn't yours, and having no way to erase the past and start anew?. The probability of disappearing forever is uncertain. But will you be able to leave behind everything you've ever known?. ... Pargon Imperial Academy located in Sideræl 18-year-old Phelia is taken to one of the most prestigious academies to improve her abilities. With her observant nature and developing ability to read minds, which she finds useless. Prior to her expections of maintaining a quite life and graduating, Phelia forms strong bonds with her peers and uncovers hidden secrets within the academy. Delving deeper into the mysteries of the academy, she participates in inter-school competitions, unlocking exclusive areas, and enhancing her magical abilities, further improving herself. However, in the long run, she eventually discovers that her past is shrouded in mystery, and her connection to the magical world is more complex than she ever imagined. But the most startling revelation awaits her, that as she desperately seeks the truth about her identity, she must confront the darkest corners of her own soul and face treacherous situations. The risk of losing herself to the shadows of her own psyche hangs precariously in the balance. Will Phelia be able to uncover the truth about her past, master her powers, and confront the darkness awaiting her, or will she succumb to the evil that threatens to consume her? Note: "Features complex, morally ambiguous characters that challenge traditional notions of good and evil."
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Abyss' Omen

I was never afraid of death. But I was afraid of dying butt naked. I’ve long accepted that everyone meets the same end, no matter the cause—cancer, a tragic accident, or even something absurd like slipping on a banana peel and cracking their skull open. Some choose to take their own lives, yet I wonder… in their final moments, did they whisper, I want to live? My mother did. Before she tried to take me with her. My father, consumed by guilt, went insane. A month later, he decided to follow her, holding my hand as he drove us off a cliff with a broken brake. In that instant, only one thought filled my mind: I want to live. The heavens heard me. I survived—but lived in hell. After years of struggling, I finally bought a house, determined to start over. I wanted to kiss many women, make myself rich, and retire like a lazy bum. A perfect life. I almost had it. Until the water stopped running in the shower. When I checked the sink, my reflection didn’t follow my movements. It just… stared. Then, its head twisted at an unnatural angle, a devilish grin splitting its face. A chill crawled down my spine. Black, viscous liquid seeped from the walls, flooding the floor. It wasn’t water. It was thick. Heavy. Suffocating. And then, my reflection stepped out of the mirror. Its cold hands closed around my throat, its grip unrelenting. I gasped, clawing at it, but the dark liquid filled my lungs, drowning me. My body convulsed as the thing laughed—a sound that echoed through the abyss consuming me. As darkness swallowed me whole, one final thought crossed my mind: I want to live. A voice answered. "Wake up, Abyss." And when I opened my eyes, I was no longer me. I was Dravino Alderidge, son of the war hero. A character in a novel I had read before my death.
Loveleigh · 237 Views
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