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The Illusionist System: Call for Tricks

[Congratulations!! You are now a Level 1 Illusionist.] Eric Grey has always been at the bottom of the food chain. As the weakest member of his clan, he’s endured years of ridicule, bullying, and being treated like a nobody. With no special abilities, no powerful guardians, and no clue about his missing parents, Eric’s life has been a constant struggle. The only thing he has to his name is a rusty, seemingly useless locket left behind by his family—a locket he’s never been able to figure out. But everything changes when a near-death experience triggers the locket’s hidden power. Suddenly, Eric is thrust into a world of illusions, tricks, and secrets he never knew existed. The locket awakens his latent ability as an Illusionist, a rare and mysterious class that bends reality itself. However, becoming an Illusionist comes with a catch: the path to mastery is filled with danger, deception, and enemies who will stop at nothing to see him fail. Now, armed with nothing but his wits, a handful of beginner-level illusions, and the cryptic clues hidden within the locket, Eric must navigate a treacherous world of power-hungry clans, ancient secrets, and deadly trials. From the shadows, he’ll rise, using his illusions to outsmart, outmaneuver, and outplay everyone who ever doubted him. But as Eric climbs higher, he begins to uncover the truth about his parents’ disappearance—and the dark forces that have been watching him all along. Will he master the art of illusions and claim his place at the top? Or will he become just another pawn in a game far bigger than he ever imagined? "In a world where power is everything, the greatest trick is surviving long enough to master it."
Savage_INK25 · 231 Views

For Me, For Us, For Everyone

Cigarette smoke curls in the stagnant air, the dim glow of a dying bulb casting twisted shadows against the walls littered with half-torn articles and red-thread connections. Somewhere between the ink-stained papers and the scattered pills, a man sits—silent, unmoving, staring blankly at a stuffed monkey in a clown suit. A detective, they call him. A man of justice, a solver of mysteries. But behind the applause and empty praises, behind the sharp smiles and hollow congratulations, he is nothing but a walking contradiction—one hand holding a case file, the other exchanging cash for little plastic sachets. His mind is a labyrinth of voices, whispers that coil around his thoughts like suffocating vines. His brother grins at him from the corners of his vision, eyes glinting with the truth he refuses to face. His father’s voice is gentle, forgiving—too forgiving. Too much for a man who doesn’t deserve it. Each pill swallowed is another step into the illusion, another moment of stolen happiness before the weight of reality drags him under. He walks the city streets, drowning in faces that admire him, loathe him, see him as something he is not. He is both a hero and a villain, a detective and a criminal, a man trying to outrun the past while shackled to its corpse. And at the end of the night, when the echoes of the world fall away, all that remains is the darkness, the whispers, and the suffocating truth—he can never escape them.
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Don’t Call Me Director

Don Victor, the notorious Underworld Boss, known by his alias SKULL, is a figure whose true name and face remain a mystery to all except his inner circle. To the world, SKULL is a terrifying legend whose very name sends chills down spines. No one dares to challenge him, as he has ruthlessly eliminated anyone who tried, leaving only whispers of his terror behind. Those who managed to survive did so by fading into the shadows, too afraid to even think of revenge. The fear he instills is unmatched, and his power over the underworld is absolute. Yet, behind the ruthless exterior, Don Victor has one weakness: his obsession with movies, particularly the works of his favorite director, Tames Kamron. He watches his films on repeat, each time getting lost in the emotions, the betrayals, and the action—sometimes even firing a gun when the tension peaks. His love for cinema borders on the obsessive, with his emotions swinging from tears to rage at the flick of a switch. "Boss... Director Tames Kamron is retiring." "What? No... I can't accept this. I'll kidnap him and make him make films for me!" But fate had a different plan. Bang... And just like that, the mighty underworld boss met his end. But the story doesn't end there. Don Victor opens his eyes in another world, with his life hanging by a thread. [Make a movie in one year, or your life is over.] Now, in a strange new world, Don Victor must face a new set of challenges, where the stakes are higher than ever before. Will he overcome this new challenge or will his reign as SKULL truly come to an end?
Rotewad · 1.3K Views
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