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The System that I abused

Heh... Looks like I'm finally dead. My streak has ended with one. last. kill. You know, I just want to come back to life. I want to be good this time. I never knew the benefits of being a good guy. I want to feel the pleasure, the sincere goodness of what it feels like to be liked by the people around you. Hah... All I ever had were my goons who followed whatever order I gave them. They didn't like me. They were scared of me. At least I gave it my all, and they respected me, not for personality or whatever. More like, the sheer terror of what I'm capable of. Now, I'm dead. They'll just take over my spot and have fun for once. Now I can rest in complete silence as the world starts to crumble, piece by piece... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ John Hill. A world-class criminal, who has been on the run since the age of 11. His first heinous act was stealing some money out of a cash register. Of course, he was caught. Being the simple 11 years old he was, he got let go. John talked with his parents about how stealing was bad and that you could go to jail. All those words, in John's mind, were all funny words. He didn't care if he went to jail, he didn't care if it was bad. All he wanted to do was to have some fun. So... He began stealing again. This time, to not get caught, he developed tactics. He wrote down specific times when a guard or cashier went off duty. He kept track of his victims and knew when to strike. This made him smarter than the average human being. Though he didn't go to school, he was self-taught with books he stole from the library. He was infamous. Everyone around the world knew who he was and they were scared. Someone at the age of 11 shouldn't know how to rob banks, or break into safes, or learn how to drive a car? Then at the age of 26, we started his own gang of hooligans. They robbed banks, toppled many famous industries, and had their own private drug company that was known world-wide by only the underground. And on that day, at the famous new Titanos Bank, is where it all went down... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first novel and I hope you guys ( the audience ) enjoy it. If you don't find it appealing, do tell me. I will do anything in my skills to up the story, keeping it nice and firm, while making it very interesting for all those alike. If you enjoy it, please do think about leaving reviews, voting, or sharing it to others. I appreciate those who consider reading this novel, and I hope to see you all till the very end. - Author
JadeComp · 5.2K Views

A Tale That Never Known

A being, a thing, a something, a dream. In a world of endless white—a blank canvas where time does not exist—something begins. Little Lu awakens with no memory of who or what she is. She is not human, yet she looks the part. She is not whole, yet she exists. Alone in the vast void, she wanders aimlessly until she stumbles upon an unlikely companion: Al, a sentient book buried halfway in the ground, brimming with knowledge from worlds beyond this empty expanse. At first, their relationship is simple. Al teaches, and Lu learns. He shows her emotions, fairy tales, and the secrets of faraway lands and forgotten eras. But as Lu grows—against all reason in a world without time—her questions deepen. Why am I growing? What am I? Who made me? Each lesson Al shares seems to spark a new mystery, and Lu begins to wonder if Al knows more than he’s willing to tell. There are far more from her origin, yet she is learning and gain more conscious of her existence. And then, she questions again, something that come crashing down like a storm. “Am I something broken? A mistake?” she asks Al. He tries to calm her with tales of gods and their cherished creations, but the truth lingers in the silence between his words. Heartfelt, melancholic, and filled with quiet wonder, A Tale That Never Known of a being who questions not just her purpose but the very fabric of reality. Each step she takes brings her closer to the answers, yet each answer threatens to undo her. For those who have ever felt lost, for those who have ever sought meaning in the face of the unknown, Lu’s journey is a mirror—a poignant reflection of what it means to exist.
Yumu_DT · 8.6K Views

Novus Mundi (Second Try, didn't publish everything)

At the dawn of a new era, on the verge of the industrial revolution, the world was on the brink of great discoveries and changes. But, while scientists and explorers were pushing the boundaries of their countries and the possibilities of technology, one continent remained hidden, shrouded in mystery and legends. This newly discovered continent, known among intellectuals as 'Novus Mundi', became the last refuge for those eager for wealth, power, and discovery. From all corners of the world, people with different skills, hopes, and dreams headed towards Novus Mundi, driven by tales of unexplored riches and wonders. As newcomers arrived with advanced tools and knowledge of machines, led by the early stages of the industrial revolution, they were not prepared for what they found. Novus Mundi was not only home to unexplored natural beauties and resources but also a world of magic and mysteries. The natives of this continent, wise in ancient arts and in harmony with nature, wielded magic in ways that technologically advanced strangers could scarcely imagine. The island was home not only to people who lived in harmony with nature, using magic for everyday life, but also to wondrous creatures that legends depicted as myths. Novus Mundi was a world where magic and science collided and intertwined. The conflict and cooperation between colonizers and natives, technology and magic, became the foundation for new stories, legends, and conflicts. While some sought ways to exploit the continent's resources, others sought understanding and harmony between the two worlds. Through this conflict and cooperation, Novus Mundi became a living stage for adventures, discoveries, and, above all, a new chapter in human history. The Black Tree waits for no one. --------------------------------------------------------- English is my fourth language, sorry if my writing is sometimes unconventional. Also as a small writer I'm super happy to have any feedback, contact me if you have ANYTHING to ask.
AterArbor · 221 Views
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