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Where Can I Write My Own Story

Devour My Own Path

A decade has passed since the first dungeon tore through the world, unleashing an endless tide of monsters that brought humanity to its knees. Just as hope began to fade, a divine power awakened within select humans gifts meant to push back the darkness. But the war is far from over. Lurking in the deepest, uncharted dungeons is an ancient terror, a being of unfathomable power that even the strongest hunters fear to name. Whispers speak of a "Calamity" a monstrous entity that has existed since the dawn of the dungeons, watching, waiting… and growing stronger with each passing year. Hyun, a survivor of the earliest dungeon outbreak, carries scars deeper than flesh. His past is a mystery, even to himself. His earliest memory? A sea of flames, a voice screaming his name, and a shadowed figure reaching for him before everything went black. The only family he has left is his younger sister, Sera, the sole light in his harsh world. On his 17th birthday, when divine powers manifest, Hyun is branded with the infamous "Devour" job a rare and feared ability that consumes everything in its path, including the user’s sanity. To most, it’s a death sentence. To those who know the truth, it’s something far worse: a key to an unspeakable fate. Now, hunted by both man and monster, Hyun must navigate a world where trust is a luxury and power is a curse. As fragments of his forgotten past resurface, he begins to question: Is the true enemy the monsters in the dark… or the darkness inside himself?
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I Killed My Favourite Story

Reality? Kind of a joke, honestly. Fiction? That’s where things actually started to make sense. I was ten when the curtain slipped. When I saw it—how everyone was just acting. Reciting lines they didn’t believe, chasing dreams they didn’t choose. Adults called it "growing up." I called it what it was—fake. So, I stopped playing along. While everyone else clung to the script, I escaped into stories. My favorite? No Happy Ending in the 999th Regression. Cale Ashblood—tragic, cursed, and stubborn as hell—died 998 times trying to fix a world that didn’t want saving. It was brutal. It was honest. It was the only thing that didn’t lie to me. Then the author died. And the publisher? They butchered the ending. Wrapped it up in something clean, hollow, marketable. I tried to let it go—I swear I did. But the anger never left. Twelve people. That’s how many I killed. Editors. Ghostwriters. Everyone who helped ruin the only thing I believed in. But here’s the part no one knows: I killed the original author. Not on purpose. One night. One stupid, drunk mistake. And that was enough. Now I’m bleeding out. Real world. Real consequences. No regrets, though. Except— The story didn’t end. I woke up inside it. Inside his world. Cale’s world. The one I knew better than my own life. Except now... it is my life. The World is still broken. The Constellations are still watching. And peace? Still a myth. But maybe this time, I get to write the ending. Maybe this time, the story’s mine. ---
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