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Dreamscape to Ars Goetia - Lesser Key of Solomon

This story narrates about certain individuals - called Ars Goetians, a people, who got a talent to exist inside the world of dreams and use supernatural powers that work only in Dreamworld. Using them can affect the real world at some point, but not supernaturally, meaning that Ars Goetians cannot use their powers in reality, but it affects them greatly in the real world. The circumstances of this story take us to a world that looks just like our own, specifically to an international university in "Ryoto" - a fictional Japanese city that is second only to Tokyo. At some crucial moment, strange events started to happen. People start to disappear all around the country, some are losing their memories or turning against one another. A young Ars Goetian named Akira Yamauchi is trying to investigate what is the cause of these events. Akira studies at an international university during the day and enters the Dreamscape at night. He's fighting his way to learn the truth about his powers, himself, and how to summon powerful demons, gods, and heroes to fight beside him in a dreamworld. He is trying to oppose his father, who works as a politician and also being very skillful Ars Goetian. In a Dream reality called - Dreamscape, he and his father have a goal - find a legendary - lesser key of Solomon. This certain key exists only in the dreamworld and can open the gates of "Haven" and lead a person to a "Promised Land" to obtain infinite luck, wealth, and power in the real world. Akira himself believes that by opening the gates to the promised land, he can find the spirit of his dead mother.
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Rejected By The Alpha King; But She Is The Key

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.
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