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The Fools Masquerade

In a quiet, forgotten corner of the world stands a peculiar house—a circus-like mansion called the "Fool’s Masquerade", run by a single enigmatic figure known only as The Fool. The Fool is an entertainer who dons a jester’s mask and opens his doors to anyone who seeks shelter, solace, or even just a fleeting escape from their troubles. Each guest who enters the Fool’s house brings their own story—some joyful, others tragic. They stay for a time, entertained by the Fool’s dazzling performances and absurd tricks that seem to read their very souls. But eventually, they all leave. The Fool never asks why. He simply smiles, bows, and holds the door open for them. Though the circus thrives with laughter and life, it is a lonely existence for the Fool. He built the house not just as a sanctuary for others, but to hide his own pain. Each act, each trick, is a way to distract himself from the emptiness left behind by those who come and go. Despite his sorrow, the Fool doesn’t close the door. “The door is always open,” he says, because he believes people’s decisions to leave are their own. It’s their life to live, and his role is simply to give them a moment of joy before they move on. But what happens when someone decides to stay? One day, a traveler stumbles into the Fool’s Masquerade—a quiet, stoic figure who doesn’t laugh at the Fool’s jokes or marvel at his tricks. Instead, they stay. They linger in the audience long after the performance ends, asking questions no one has asked before: “Why do you do this?” “Don’t you ever want someone to stay?” “Who takes care of you?” As the Fool grapples with these questions, he begins to unravel the truth about his own existence and why he chose to live this way. The circus house, once a place of escape for others, becomes a stage for his own self-discovery. Through whimsical performances and heartfelt conversations, *The Fool’s Masquerade* explores themes of loneliness, connection, and the bittersweet beauty of letting go. It’s a story about a man who calls himself a fool but may be the wisest of them all, and the one person who might teach him that it’s okay to let someone stay.
Swiftkanbaru · 571 Views

Too Gay for You: Don't Give me Heart Eyes (GL)

Popular girl Ari Cho is absolutely charming, leaving Yumi Kim, the school nerd, so gay to function normally. ** FOREWORD: Like any other day, I sat back and watched Ari hold court in the far corner of the school cafeteria. She was surrounded by her usual swarm of admirers, each one trying—and failing—to win her over. One by one, they crumbled under the weight of her gentle rejections, their faces painted with the sting of unrequited affection. Oh, what a marvellous sight to behold. The scene took a dramatic turn when two of the boys started arguing, throwing out accusations about who was making Ari more uncomfortable. The irony was almost too good—they were both so oblivious to the fact that their entire presence was likely making her want to bolt out the door. I took another bite of my sandwich, savouring the free entertainment. Poor Ari, trapped in the middle of a gaggle of hormonal teenagers who genuinely believed their cringe-worthy displays of “manliness” would sweep her off her feet. Pathetic. You might be wondering why I’m not stepping in to rescue Ari from that circus of admirers. Well, let me give you three solid reasons why meddling is a terrible idea for me. First, I’m no Superman—I don’t do heroic deeds. Second, I’m far too comfortable living my drama-free life to jeopardise it now. And third, let’s be real, my body is definitely not built for a catfight. As I happily munched on my sandwich, enjoying the chaos from a safe distance, I made a grave error, I locked eyes with Ari. Oh, crap. Picture this: while the two idiotic boys were still mid-argument, Ari—with a slightly shy smile—started walking towards my direction, her tray of food balanced in her hands. No, no, no. God, please tell me she’s not actually coming to talk to m— “Hi, Yumi!” she said casually, her smile so bright it could power a small city. ** OTHER STORIES: Miss Not So Typical (on going)
talesofheaven · 18.6K Views

Beastlord Supreme

The Beastlord’s Second Chance Ethan Cross was a legend, a walking nightmare for his enemies, and a self-proclaimed genius of beast taming. By the end of his deeply exhausting career, he’d tamed creatures so powerful that kings avoided making eye contact with him out of fear of being accidentally mauled. His crowning achievement? Defeating the World Devourer, a cosmic garbage disposal capable of eating planets, magic, and your will to live. He sealed it away, saved the world, and heroically died in the process. Or so he thought. Instead of eternal rest or even a pat on the back from the gods, Ethan wakes up in his old, eighteen-year-old body. No wealth, no legendary beasts, and no dignity. Just a moth-eaten shirt, a pair of pants that could sand wood, and Scruff. A pigeon masquerading as a Wind Falcon with the coordination of a drunk squirrel. Turns out, starting over is worse the second time around. The world still revolves around beast taming: kingdoms are built on creature power, social hierarchies are determined by the strength of your companions, and everyone pretends they know what they’re doing. Ethan knows better. He lived through this circus once, and he’s determined to rewrite the script this time. The plan is to gather the most powerful beasts early, stop the rise of future disasters, and definitely avoid the whole “die heroically while saving everyone” thing. The problem? Valeria Drake, an insufferable prodigy with a Dire Wolf and a superiority complex, is still around to ruin his day. Oh, and the World Devourer might not be as sealed as he thought. Armed with an unhealthy amount of sarcasm, and the overwhelming desire to avoid his past mistakes, Ethan is ready to claw his way back to the top. Maybe. Assuming he doesn’t trip over his own hubris or get mauled by something embarrassing like a feral raccoon. Because the world isn’t going to save itself, and this time, Ethan would really like some applause when he’s done, or simply at least a decent pair of pants.
Chill_Capybara · 4.4K Views

My Nasty Boss is My Slave After Work

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] In the shadows of the day, Milane toils under a mean boss, but the night brings a breathtaking twist. For when the sun sets, he becomes her submissive, obedient to her every whim. ===== -DAYTIME- "Milane, must you stomp around like a herd of elephants? My office is not a circus!" Lucas's booming voice echoed down the hallway.. "Of course, Mr. Leedon," Milane replied, her voice a model of professional composure. -NIGHTTIME- "Oh, Master M, please unleash your power upon me. Trample me under your heels, for I am but dust beneath your feet," pleaded Lu, an obedient servant. "Dust? More like a filthy rag. But if that's your desire," Master M retorted. ===== Caught in a whirlwind of exasperating workdays, Milane's grip on her sanity was slipping, held back from quitting by financial constraints. In a desperate bid to escape the stress, she took on an unconventional alter ego online – a BDSM master who commanded attention and cash. By night, she reveled in this secret persona, calling the shots and satisfying desires. In the hidden corners of the digital world, her path collided with Lu's, a submissive seeking guidance. Their connection ignited, weaving a web of shared secrets and indulgent fantasies. Unbeknownst to Milane, Lu was Lucas, her high-handed boss. The question sizzles in the air: Who will unearth the truth first? ==== New Book: "Mermaid Sugarbabe" This is a tale of a young mermaid who ventures onto land in pursuit of Merland's lost treasure. Yet, destiny takes an unexpected turn when she unintentionally enters into a contract to become the sugar baby of Max Luthers, the mafia king!
Kkomi · 291.2K Views

Drawn To You

"Someone save them." ordered by Ruke, the King of the Empire of Deveraux. Ruke stared with rage and as he gazes upon the blooded skies, he soon follows to capture himself the person behind his nightmare. "Yes sire." his guards nodded and held the people who got wounded. A dark fire of robe whose been haunted for the misdeed. A crime perhaps, blood was shed. Some were dead. And with the glimpse of the night. Ruke found the mastermind. The image of a golden robe lingers through his mind. He used all of his power and breathe to find the scent. And as he turned behind the woods, only to be guided by the shine of moonlight. He found the shadow. He heard the rapid beat of his heart. And felt the breeze of wind as he takes a step closer. He seemed intrigued by this moment of the event. He stood there ready to attack, his hands were position to grab its figure but were disappointed when it vanished. Ruke was furious and at the same time fascinated. "Come and play with me, let's make this moment a bit fun. I mean that's your forte, right? To play with someone's mind, luring them in. And ending them, leaving them lifeless--- He was thrown by the closer tree and Ruke coughed blood with the massive force he embraces. He smirked and licks the blood on his lips. "You're a quite tough knot to crack. How about show your face and stop being a frightened little one. Or perhaps I must take it off myself." Ruke shouted with rage and moved closer when he saw the shadow. They've been flying through like a wind. Their speed and force seemed to match that they like a mismatched turned of events such as the sun and the moon who won't collide their fate but as soon as Ruke took his every ounce of power he finally catches it. "Ahccccck," the figure behind the shadow groaned in pain. Ruke pinned the figure by clenching his hands through its neck. "Now shall we end this circus you started." and as soon as he freed his hands. He slowly removed the last piece that preventing him to witness the person behind everything. "Y-you..." Ruke was utterly dumbfounded. He clenches his eyes closed. End up biting his lips, wishing somehow this feeling might stop. And yet, it still breaks him in two. He felt like a corpse with his own body. "You little witch, ” pain was written through his face as he gazed deep through the core of her entire being. His favorite two pools. "W-why?!!" Saoirse flinched but chose not to show any emotion. It's hard not to know it's the first time seeing him this so broken and furious. Saoirse still kept her mouth shut and just gaze at Ruke like a stranger she just met. "I command you to speak," he lowly ordered using his deadly tone. Saoirse slowly loosens her walls when she witnessed the tear slowly streaming down his face. “I made a crime, ” Saoirse starts and ends up breaking down as soon as it all came back. “And that's loving you.” she ended her sentence like a life she's willing to sacrifice just to save him. —
Chevalierjnp · 16K Views
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