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The Last Stand: The Fool and the Regressor

[WSA 2025 Entry] The apocalypse is here, and it’s so overdone. Monsters? Check. Burning sky? Check. Random system that gives you powers but also wants your firstborn? Double check. In the middle of this mess are two guys who couldn’t be more mismatched if they tried: The Fool: A guy who’s spent his life perfecting the art of doing nothing. His resume includes “professional procrastinator”, “class clown”, “expert nap taker”, etc... Now he’s got to survive an apocalypse that didn’t even give him a heads-up. How rude. The Regressor: A guy who’s lived through the end of the world more times than he can count. Literally. Because he forgot. Now he’s just a brooding mess with a leather jacket and zero useful advice. When the fool realizes his classmate is a regressor, he’s like, “Great. I’m stuck with the guy who’s seen it all but remembers none of it. This’ll go well.” Yet, they will still group up and face trials that test their sanity more than their skills. But as the so-called End demands more blood and the regressor’s memories start to resurface, they realize the real apocalypse might be their inability to agree on where to hide. Can a lazy dreamer and a forgetful hero save the world? Probably not. But hey, at least they’ll have a good story to tell—if they survive. ________ __ Please note that this story is a work of fiction and a product of the author's imagination. It contains scenes of violence, death, and may not be suitable for all readers. It is intended for mature audiences only.
Peace_in_Chaos · 7.2K Views

Skill Forge: Broken Extra Character

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."
Dark_Eyez · 1M Views

To you: After the End

Leor, a man with a poor background yet a good life with his siblings. One night, everything falls apart, all because of a nightmare, or was it really a nightmare? Join his journey to become an Aetherborn as he struggles to survive in a world filled with mysteries, extreme hierarchy, unfathomable power and dangers. ----------------------------------------------------------- Leor always had a thirst for something big, a grand purpose, but life was boring—just peace and quiet with his siblings. The world heard his pleas, as the night that changed everything forever came. Thrust into a realm of Aetherborns, gods, and monsters, Facing ruthless enemies and unimaginable horrors, all while struggling to protect the only family he has left. Oh, the peace he took for granted, Will he ever get it back? And what the hell is this man named Johan doing in his room naked? Johan thought waking up in a fantasy–Victorian-era world would be a dream come true. Well, dreams and nightmares are the same thing. Trapped in a world ruled by corruption and unnatural evil, he realizes this isn’t the adventure he imagined. All he wants is to go back home, back to the life of a high school boy, whose biggest problem was how to go out with his crush. After all this, that sounds like an unimaginable dream to him, But first, why is he even here? What in the hell is this world? In a world where power comes at a cost, survival is the greatest desire. Tags: #dark #Mystery #Tragic
Puffin_lore · 2.8K Views

It’s Not Easy To Be A Villain This Time (GL)

Ji Rong died suddenly after staying up all night playing an online game, only to wake up as the evil villainess who meets her demise at the hands of the heroine in the game’s ending. Determined to change her fate, she resolved to fight against the heroine until the bitter end. But then, the sweet and naive heroine unexpectedly… awakened. A certain “mad dog” pounced on her, whispering teasingly into her ear: “Senior Sister, isn’t this fun?” Expressionless, Ji Rong replied, “Not at all.” Now, facing the heroine who radiates dark energy and wears “I’m no good” on her face, Ji Rong could only weep internally and curse the game developers for ruining her youth. From a near-death awakening: “I can’t believe it—the NPC… is me!” Having reincarnated as the villainous Senior Sister, Ji Rong initially thought she was handed the script for The Villain’s Redemption Story—or at least I Became a Light at the End of the Game. Instructions: 1. The realm levels in the text are: Beginning Realm, Spiritual Communication, Heart-Seeking, Riding the Wind, Stepping on the Moon, Chasing the Clouds, Infinite, Desperate, Returning to the Dust. -------------------------------------------------------- Click to join my Patreon for free and get a sneak peek at upcoming chapters and exclusive content! https://patreon.com/Crimson_Lore?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink
Crimson_Lore · 10K Views

The Cauldron: The Alpha's Witch

Damian never knew that the woman he would save that night would turn out to be his fated mate. ‎ ‎He was a Werewolf, but she wasn't. ‎ ‎Little did he know that she was even part of the enemy they had been fighting for many years. When the revelation is finally out, Damian would have to make a decision. Whether to fight on the side of his pack or follow his heart. Damian, on his way home, hears a call for help from a distance. He appears at the scene where he finds Zelene being attacked by a man with a knife. The werewolf swiftly deals with the man, removing him from the scene even before Zelene can realize what he did. ‎Damian is intrigued by the strange woman. He helps her with her car and sees her off safely. There’s an instant attraction that’s almost masked by the circumstance of their meeting, but the two-part without knowing each other’s names. ‎Damian drives home. He tries to focus a little on work and his research into the artefact that had taken his attention for decades, but his mind keeps straying to Zelene. ‎Damian receives a call, which breaks him out of his thoughts. It is from his family’s head, Weiss, who just checks in to see how the search for the cauldron is going. He reminds Damien that they are at war, and the only way to ensure victory over the witches is to have that cauldron. Zelene is moving a few boxes into the house with the help of her 12-year-old son, Mikey. She reminiscences as they pack their things in, the environment and the neighbourhood reminding her of summers spent with her eccentric grandmother. Items around the house, from picture frames in the living room to the herb rack in the kitchen, remind Zelene of precious memories, especially of her grandmother’s brewing. Zelene doesn’t believe in witchcraft, but her grandmother had claimed to be a witch. Zelene found her mind straying to the man who had she had met as she struggled with her flat tyre. ‎Zelene drops her son off at school the next day and goes out for coffee with her old friend, Dalia, who she had played with as a child in the summers, and they catch up. Zelene tells her all about her divorce from Mickey's father. While they speak, Damien walks into the coffee shop. Zelene recognizes him and feels a pull between them, and Dalia introduces them to each other. Dalia tells Damien Zelene is a really good fashion designer in need of a job. And he promises to get to know her. ‎ They start getting to know each other when she visits his company for his fitting, though Zelene becomes suspicious of Damian's origins due to his vague answers to her questions. Damian can’t explain his attraction to this woman, but it seems to grow every time he sees her. ‎They cross paths in the street before her house, and Zelene discovers they live just beside each other. His house turns out to be the one just beside hers. Their attraction blossomsand it spins bebegino show. An accidental touch leaves them both wanting more. ‎ ‎Damian is shocked to see Zelene's call one late evening and he picks up almost immediately. She asks if she can reschedule the fitting for his new set of suits till the next week. Damian can tell almost immediately that something is wrong: she sounded like she’d been ying, and he tells her to hold on. He rushes out of his office and guns it to her house. ‎When he gets there, she meets him at the door, rwith y eyes. He doesn't even get a chance to ask her what's wrong because she pulls him to her and they kiss. They end up having sex. ‎Damian knows for certain afat she is his mate, and his feelings for her are deeper, but Damian decides to keep his true nature a secret. Zelene discovers a hidden journal in her grandmother's belongings as she clears up the attic, hinting at an ancient secret. She starts to wonder if her grandmother wais real witch after all. ‎She has a date with Damian later that evening, ecause he wants to 'do things the right way'. Zelene starts to get suspicious during the date because she notices that
Sapa_Mustgo · 943 Views
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