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THE SANDS OF FATE: RAFA'S ODYSSEY UNDER THE DESERT SUN

In the boundless expanse of the Arabian desert, a tale unfolds of a boy whose fate is intertwined with the shifting sands and ancient secrets. This narrative follows the journey of a young orphan, emerging from the shadows of a troubled past into the luminescence of legendary status. Cast into a world of enmity and loss from an early age, he finds refuge and wisdom in the care of his elders, setting the stage for a series of odysseys that will test his mettle and shape his destiny. Embarking on a quest driven by visions of a mystical oasis, our hero ventures into the heart of the desert, where he encounters enigmatic beings and faces challenges that forge his spirit and resolve. His journey leads him through bustling bazaars and shadowy conspiracies in ancient caravanserais, up treacherous mountain paths guarded by mythical creatures, and deep into the desert's enigmatic sands, where the fabric of time itself seems to unravel. Each odyssey is a crucible, tempering his character and abilities, from the discovery of an oasis that reveals the true essence of strength and resilience, through the dark alleys of a city teetering on the brink of turmoil, to the fiery depths of volcanic caves harboring primordial power. In the shifting dunes, he grapples with the mysteries of destiny, learning that wisdom lies in the present's embrace and the courage to shape the future. The culmination of his journey brings him to a realm where dreams and reality merge, challenging him to confront his inner darkness and embrace his true purpose. Through trials and tribulations, friendships, and mentorships, he emerges as a beacon of hope, courage, and compassion, his legacy inspiring countless others to embark on their journeys of self-discovery and adventure. "The Sands of Fate: Rafa's Odyssey Under the Desert Sun" is a timeless saga of growth and enlightenment, a reminder that within the vast tapestries of our lives, each challenge, each decision, weaves the thread of our destiny, guiding us toward our true selves and the infinite possibilities that await under the desert sun.
Avatar_AI · 2.9K Views

Götterdämmerung: Seraphim Sacrifice

In a world plagued by overpopulation and the imminent threat of ecological collapse, the leaders of the European Union, The Commonwealth, The Slavic Federation, The Eurasian Confederation, and The Greater Arabian League came together to embark on humanity's greatest endeavor. Faced with the daunting challenge of ensuring the survival of their people, they devised a monumental plan—a vast network of subterranean tunnels, high-speed railways, and underground cities that would become the crucible of humanity's future. Amidst the looming threat of nuclear annihilation, these tunnels and cities emerged as the last bastions of hope, providing sanctuary for survivors across Europe. Beneath the desolate surface scarred by the mysteries of the past, civilizations thrived, armies clashed, and alliances were forged in the shadows. The world of Götterdämmerung became a labyrinthine realm where life, death, and the remnants of human ambition played out beneath the surface. In the depths of the underground, where survivors sought refuge from the ravages of a world ravaged by nuclear devastation, life clung to existence in a fragile balance. The very air they breathed carried the haunting whispers of a toxic past, tainted by radiation that rendered the surface above a deadly realm. The once abundant resources of the surface were reduced to scarce remnants, and pure water, once taken for granted, became a treasured commodity guarded with utmost vigilance. Amidst the desolation, a new currency emerged, one measured not in wealth but in ammunition. Each bullet held the weight of survival, and the sound of gunfire echoed through the tunnels as a constant reminder of the dangers that lurked. In this underground world, where even the most basic necessities were deemed luxuries, life had become a relentless struggle against the cold, the darkness, and the ever-present specter of death. Yet, amidst the harsh realities and the numbing chill of the underground, a glimmer of hope flickered in the hearts of those who dared to resist. They clung to the belief that somewhere, deep within the labyrinthine tunnels, a path to salvation awaited—a path that would lead them to reclaim their shattered world and herald the dawn of a new era. But in this dystopian realm of Götterdämmerung, the journey towards redemption would be paved with sacrifice, survival, and the unyielding spirit of those who refused to succumb to the ashes of the past.
Kriegersen · 9.4K Views

Forty Thieves

I was running away from them. My baby was crying in my arms as I tried to shush him. The biting cold was harsh my already thin frame. My baby’s lips started turning white. I glanced at how my baby boy stopped crying. I continued running until the town was far behind us and all I could see in front of us were just a field of thick snow. My baby’s lips turned blue. “Oh Lord, please don’t let anything happen to him,” I prayed to God and caught sight of an old church up the hill to the left of the snow-covered path. “Hang on there, baby, we are almost there,” I whispered to him. The falling snow was heavier as the minutes ticked by. Soon we were caught in a blizzard. With much difficulty we managed to reach the old church. My heart sank as I saw that it was a dilapidated and abandoned church. It only meant one thing, no warm fire to save my baby. I went inside anyway as that was the only shelter available for miles on end. There was no fire wood by the fire place. No blankets, no rugs or anything that I could use to warm us up. All my baby had was me. I cuddled him closer. I was losing my baby. “No, God! Lord if you can hear my prayer I am at your House right now please let my baby live! You can take my live, please let my baby live!!! Please Lord I beg you,” I kept repeating my prayer believing if I prayer hard enough God will really grant my wish and let me trade my life for my baby’s life. I did not know how long I prayed. When I finally checked on my son he was cold and dead. God did not help us. My prayers went unanswered. I wished the Earth would just open up and swallow me up as I lost the will to live on. I had lost my son, what else was there for me to live for? My last thoughts before I lost consciousness was, “God failed me.” ******************************** This incarnation: Theeya is the direct descendant of one of the original Forty Thieves. When everyone thought it was just a bedtime story that was popularized in the 1001 Arabian Nights. Their entire life changed course, taking on a totally different direction the moment Ali Baba killed all forty thieves. Theeya’s ancestors were guarding their family heirloom zealously. The only clue her late father guarded zealously was the parchment containing clues to where the secret cave was. Every man of each generation tried and failed to unravel the well hidden secret. Years later, it became her father’s obsession. Unfortunately he died without fulfilling his wish, that was to claim his birth right. As her late father had no son, only daughters, Theeya took it upon herself to continue her father’s legacy, to reclaim their family’s inheritance. She consulted the help of a dashing Professor, specialising in Egyptology, to unravel the mysteries of the parchments passed down from her forefathers. She found herself falling in love with Prof Jeff Everett, a man whom she thought to be gay. Only two years before that Theeya turned down the marriage proposal from her ex who cheated on her and had a baby with another woman when they were stil together. Theeya promised herself that she had no time for romance. She must not get married. She must not let her father down. It was up to her to get to the secret cave and find that Holy Grail of Immortality even if that means going to the end of the world looking for it, not that she mind to travel with the devilishly handsome Professor Everett. Her legs would go jelly and she would swoon each time she was in the Professor’s presence. Can she really survive her adventure with Professor Everett? As they traced the footsteps of men who lived for the secrets of the cave and the Holy Grail, they found the other descendants of the original Forty Thieves. One thing in common bound them, one thing that none could ever ignore, the bloody red eyes that would haunt their sleep. Would these nightmares end once they unravel the ancient secrets of the Forty Thieves cave?
Ariya_Maya · 43.9K Views

The device that sent me into another world

(THIS BOOK IS ON HOLD, I MIGHT CONTINUE WRITING THIS BOOK AFTER COMPLETING MY CURRENT ONES) THANKS They force me to seat on the broken chair in the darkroom that can hardly lift my weight, except a yellow light bulb, I can't even see their faces as they started to questions and answers with me that obviously, I don't understand. For a moment, I feel like I am in the jail of Pakistan as they are speaking Urdu or maybe Arabian from their accents. But How I came here? As I refused to let out a single word from my mouth because I failed to reckon their language and I received uncountable punches and slaps in return. 'I will give you water and food if you behaved nicely' one of them said, even I can't see his face I can say he is their general from his clothes and finally, I got someone smart here who knows my language. "Fine, I want water first" I replied while trying to stay conscious as I gulp the whole jar of water within minutes. Name? "Jared Alberto" Age? "32" Height? "6.2" Eye color? "green, but I don't think its matters" 'It does, Alien' (Why the fuck they are calling me alien?) Are you married? " Not yet but I have a beautiful fiancee" Where are you from? "My family belongs to Italy but I live in America for more than a decade...I guess" Where this place exits? "Like Seriously, guys? *laughs* It's on Earth " As I joke of them, again, I reserve the tight punch on my jaw, I slightly spit the blood from my mouth. 'Shut the fuck up and just answer our questions, Alien!!' He yelled at me. "For god's sake stop calling me alien, I am human from planet Earth just like you all" I rudely spat as they laugh crazily at me. 'No planet with that name exists in our world ' he replies and my jaw dropped on the ground in confusion. Where I put myself in? Who are they and what they want from me? ************** I am thirty-two years old Jared Alberto, My family belongs to one of the richest and famous families of Italy, and I grow up in complete luxuries, When I was a kid, I was very fond of video games soon it becomes my passion than a profession means my career. After the years of struggle I owned the world's most popular video game company Jared Alberto entertainment after my name, of course, no one supported me in my ideas not even my parents but year's of dedication and self believe made me who I am today. A billionaire. But one day I found My enemy company developed the game that can be played on Xbox as well and soon it becomes popular among teenagers. I got frustrated, I needed to do something so I decided to build the game that no one can ever think of, it took me few months and I created such a game but during the launch party, one of my team members said there are some troubles in the game and My one silly mistake and I came inside of my video game that the first thought I got. Or I mistakenly created the device that sent me to another universe? but the main problem is I am stuck here.
Ashh_m_23 · 6K Views

ARABIAN NIGHTS

"One Thousand and One Nights," also known as "Arabian Nights," is a collection of Middle Eastern folk tales and stories that have captivated readers for centuries. The book is framed by the story of Scheherazade, a clever and resourceful young woman who tells captivating stories to her husband, King Shahryar, in order to save her own life. The tales within "One Thousand and One Nights" are incredibly diverse, featuring a wide range of characters, settings, and themes. They encompass adventure, romance, fantasy, and morality, offering a rich tapestry of narratives that transport readers to distant lands and times. Among the most famous stories within the collection are "Aladdin's Wonderful Lamp," "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves," and "Sinbad the Sailor." These tales have become iconic in their own right, with their memorable characters, magical elements, and moral lessons. Throughout the book, readers encounter a blend of fantasy and reality, where jinn (genies), princesses, sultans, and ordinary people coexist. The stories often explore themes of love, loyalty, justice, and the consequences of one's actions. They also provide insights into the cultural and social norms of the Middle East during the time of their creation. "One Thousand and One Nights" is not just a collection of stories; it is a testament to the power of storytelling itself. It celebrates the art of narrative, the resilience of the human spirit, and the enduring nature of tales that transcend time and place. -------- Disclaimer : This is not an original work
Ahmed_M_Oshey · 2.7K Views

MIDDLE EAST MYTH

This Will be the stories and myth I have collected and I don't own the stories just a person who like a certain culture wich is a middle eastern so enjoy - Level of Magic Variable. Magic is definitely a part of Arabian Fantasy. It is a sub-genre steeped in mysticism and lore. Some authors create recognizable magic systems, while others create a magical atmosphere or a world with a mythos immersed in magic. Magic is important, and it varies from the very specific, genies granting wishes, to just a magical feeling emanating from the page. - Level of Grand Ideas/Social Implications Variable. There is plenty of variation in this sub-genre. However, many stories ponder larger questions or offer critiques on social structures. Fate and destiny are often invoked and pondered. Even allegory is sometimes used to contemplate ideas. - Level of Characterization High. Characters are so well done in Arabian Fantasy that they have become cultural icons—Aladdin, Sinbad, Ali Baba, Scheherazade. Authors draw on the rich literary history of these characters, they reinvent them, they use them as a basis for new and heroic characters, and they make readers invested in these characters. - Level of Plot Complexity High. Arabian Fantasy is multi-layered, it is rich, it is varied, it is an adventure, it is romance, and so much more. Arabian Fantasy is remarkable for its use of narrative techniques that subsequent genres and authors have adopted. Techniques like dramatic visualization and frame narratives make the story, and the plot, more complex and engaging. -Level of Violence Variable. Arabian Fantasy is not an innately violent sub-genre. Fighting and battles often dot the plotlines of an Arabian Fantasy story though, it makes for tense and action-packed stories. Indeed, violence in most of these stories is necessary to the plot. (If you're looking for something wholly new and unique. Arabian Fantasy draws on ancient cultures, religions, myths, and histories. The sub-genre has a rich history that authors are influenced by, that inform new stories, that build the story's setting/world, that shape new and old characters alike. So even in modern Arabian Fantasy stories, the historical and the traditional are woven into more than just the setting. This doesn't mean authors are simply rehashing old stories, but the sub-genre doesn't escape its history.)
Sage_Middle_east · 38.7K Views
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