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Power Comes In Response To A Need Not A Desire

I CHOSE to be a VILLAIN, not a THIRD-RATE EXTRA!!

A true hardcore gamer, Ashok Kumar Maurya, suddenly finds himself forcefully transmigrated to another world which is based on the Open World game, he recently played. However, the biggest shock for him isn't the astonishing transmigration but the unsettling discovery that his new body doesn’t belong to any of the familiar characters that he was accustomed to controlling in the game. The owner of this body is some exiled noble named Adlet. An Extra. A FUCKING THIRD-RATE EXTRA. Before he could overcome the grief of possessing a body that could not even close to the main characters. He is greeted by his trusty aide the 'System,' who explains that he was selected because he was the only being in his previous world who achieved the Best Perfect Ending for this World. The System explains that he could have obtained a better body if he hadn't angered the God of Fate by writing vulgarities about him who is a Great being. However, because the deity is benevolent, the System assigns him a quest given to him by the GOD OF FATE to preserve his life.. Main Quest: ACHIEVE THE BEST PERFECT ENDING AGAIN REWARD: ANY WISH INCLUDING RETURN TO THE PREVIOUS WORLD UPON FAILURE OR REJECTION OF THE QUEST: DEATH As Ashok listens to the system's explanation of his transmigration, his blood begins to boil with anger. Controlling his rage, he firmly asks, “Does your Great Deity have any knowledge of the numerous achievements I earned in the game?” The system responds with a definitive denial. Ashok thinks “God might not have brought me into this world in the first place if he had known about my achievements. That mere GOD wants me to work as a slave only to send me back to my previous life which he considers a reward and if I reject - I Die. Does he think I am some kind of idiot dancing on his palm? HEHEHE! HE WANTS ME TO ACHIEVE AN ENDING. I WILL MAKE SURE HE SEES THE BEST ENDING BUT WHERE I WILL NOT BE THE THIRD-RATE EXTRA WHO STRUGGLES FOR POWER THAT HE DESIRES ME TO BE, BUT A VILLAIN THAT POSES ENOUGH AUTHORITY TO STEP ON HIM LIKE A BUG. LET’S START THE BEGINNING OF MY GREAT JOURNEY TOWARDS THE END BY REMOVING THE LEASH AROUND MY NECK KNOWN AS THE SYSTEM” ……………. Follow the journey of Adlet who uses his knowledge as a means to triumph over the main characters and the World itself.
LittleEmber · 131 Views

Tangled in Desire

Zara's eyes were glued to Xavier's bare chest, unable to look away. The sculpted muscles, the deep V-line, the way his sweatpants hung low on his hips—she couldn't help but be captivated. It was as if her brain had short-circuited, and all logic had left her. She moved a step closer, almost unconsciously, her hand lifting as if to touch his chest. Before her fingers could make contact, Xavier's quick reflexes caught her wrist. His grip was firm, but not harsh, and he raised an eyebrow, looking at her with an amused expression. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low but laced with a hint of teasing. Zara, startled but determined not to show weakness, scratched the back of her head awkwardly, trying to save face. "What do you mean? Why are you walking around shirtless?" she countered, trying to shift the focus off herself. Xavier's smirk deepened, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm not the one sneaking around in other people's rooms, Zara. You're the one who barged in here." Zara blinked, her mind scrambling to find an excuse. "Oh, right," she muttered, still not sure how to explain her behavior. She gave him a sheepish grin, but her eyes darted back to his chest, trying to look casual. "I was just… looking for something," she said, her words trailing off as she tried to think of a better lie. Xavier didn't buy it for a second. Slowly, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Zara instinctively took a step back, but Xavier followed, not giving her any space to escape. Her heart raced as she backed up again, trying to keep some distance between them, but Xavier wasn't making it easy. "Trying to run away now?" Xavier teased, his voice laced with playful challenge. He moved another step forward, and Zara continued retreating, her back now against the wall. Her breath hitched as she realized she had nowhere else to go. "I wasn't trying to run away," Zara said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched. "Just, you know, I… I don't want to intrude. I just—"  But Xavier wasn't interested in her stammering excuses. His gaze remained locked on her, and as he stepped closer, his hand that had caught her wrist slowly slid down to her fingers, brushing against her skin. The gentle touch sent an unexpected shiver down her spine. Zara's heart hammered in her chest, and she took another step back, this time bumping into the wall with a soft thud. She couldn't help but feel the heat building between them, the tension so thick it was almost palpable. Xavier, now mere inches from her, tilted his head, his lips curling into a playful grin. "I think you're lying," he murmured, his voice soft, but full of mischief. "You were trying to touch my chest, weren't you?" Zara's face flushed with heat, and she tried to push back against him, but it was like trying to move a mountain. She cleared her throat, trying to recover some of her composure. "Maybe I was," she admitted, her voice low. "But, um… so what? It's not like you're making it easy to ignore." Xavier's grin widened as he leaned even closer, his body just inches away from hers. The closeness was overwhelming, and Zara's mind started to spin. She could feel the heat radiating off his chest, and she had to fight the urge to reach up and touch it again. "Is that so?" Xavier whispered, his breath warm against her ear. He placed his hand on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place as he stared down at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "You sure about that?".
Paula_y2k · 2.8K Views

A stranger's life- trapped in a world that's not my own.

The lines between reality and deception blur, Sophie, a college student, wakes up in a hospital with no memory of who she is or how she got there. As she tries to piece together her identity, she discovers that she's been replaced by an imposter who's been living her life. The imposter, who looks identical to Sophie, has been attending school and interacting with Sophie's friends and family, including her wealthy and influential adoptive parents, the Grants. As Sophie tries to reclaim her life and identity, she uncovers a web of secrets and lies surrounding the Grants and their business dealings. She also discovers that she's been accused of murdering a classmate, Alexandra, and must clear her name. With the help of her friend Caleb, Sophie sets out to investigate the truth about her identity, the Grants, and the murder. Along the way, she encounters a complex cast of characters, including her biological mother, Mrs. Patal, who seems to be hiding secrets of her own. As the mystery deepens and the stakes grow higher, Sophie must confront the darkness within herself and the secrets that have haunted her family for years. But Sophie's journey is further complicated by a tangled web of love and desire. Ethan, the captivating son of Oakville's elite, finds himself torn between Sophie and her identical twin, Maya. With their uncanny resemblance and interchangeable lives, Ethan is unsure of who is the real Sophie and who is the real Maya. As he navigates his feelings for both sisters, he begins to realize that neither girl is what she seems. And with Caleb, the quiet outsider, entering the picture, the love quadrangle becomes even more complicated. Will Sophie be able to uncover the truth and claim her rightful place in Oakville? and is she really Sophie or Maya all along.
mu_eedarh · 1.1K Views

AI Invasion - MMORPG Comes To Live

Dr. Hale's gaze became distant, contemplative. "We hold a magic wand in our hands, AI can give us the blue print to everything, its already given us the answer to build a printer able to print anything, one that could alter reality itself. But it can't fall into the wrong hands. I've spoken to the president already; he understands our situation. We cannot, under any circumstances, allow AI to create sentient life in the form of a story or a simulation." "A story?" his colleague echoed, furrowing his brow. "You mean, like a video game—a world where a narrative could come to life, where characters could think, feel, and even interact with the real world?" Dr. Hale nodded gravely. "Yes. If that boundary were ever crossed, if we gave life to AI in such a state, a literal story could break free, merging with our universe like an open gate between dimensions. It would be like a cosmic Stargate, allowing everything imaginable—good and evil alike—to walk among us, even if it is in a game, the fact that it could interact with people of this world anything is possible, they could communicate, corrupt and influence." "I understand," his colleague said, his tone firm. "The president understands, too. He's already working on laws to prohibit any form of AI that can sustain its own virtual world, its own interactions with humanity." --- Ryuichi Kurogane, a rogue with no place to call home, is thrust into a world where magic, artificial intelligence, and ancient forces intertwine. A world from a video systeme which has come to life. Chosen by a celestial spirit and burdened with powers he barely understands, Ryuichi's journey is not just one of survival, but a quest to unravel the very fabric of existence. His Universe is under threat, as an awakened artificial intelligence seeks to reshape reality, and the lines between what is real and imagined blur.
NeoMatrix_777 · 42.6K Views

His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

WARNING: Mature Content The story of a knight who has fallen in love with his queen. It was nothing but that, a simple plot for a fairytale, or was it? He stood proud at seven feet, everything looked minuscule in his sight. He towers above all knights who looked at him with disgust and alarm. He was one of the rebels not long ago, but for an undisclosed reason, he has betrayed his so-called 'brother at arms' for a seat at the round table. People murmured whenever he passes them by, the atmosphere itself was laced with terror as this all muscled barbarian held his head high. Panic in the hearts of many was evoked by his presence alone as he stood before the queen who was forced to face him. "My queen," he knelt before her, and even yet the queen had to look up from her throne to meet his eyes. The frail queen was very small compared to him, her fragile countenance barely reached five feet and her innocent face makes her look like a child. He took in the vision of her as she sat there, trying to look brave as she met his eyes. His queen, the reason why he risked it all and will risk it all again. She sat on the throne judging his motives and all the while fearing him. Was she disgusted by him too? He can't tell. The crowd disappeared and all thoughts from his mind were gone as he was faced with her. She has dark auburn hair that reached past her shoulders, small lips that curled into a thin smile, and eyes that expressed her immense disgust and anger for what she had labeled him in her mind - one of the reasons for the destabilization of her kingdom. He wants it all, all of what she offers. Her beauty, her brilliance, her frailties... at that moment he realized, he wanted all of her.
Mary_Algen_Guiang1 · 951.4K Views

Mafia's desire: A love that kills

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.
Va_neemi05 · 1.3K Views

I m not a Taoist

Fang Ming isn’t a Taoist—at least, not in the traditional sense. Raised by a mysterious master in a remote village, he possesses knowledge of ancient metaphysics, face reading, and mystical arts. Armed with these skills and the teachings of his late mentor, Fang Ming embarks on a journey that bridges the worlds of the supernatural and modern society. His path leads him to Shanghai, where his unconventional appearance and cryptic warnings set him apart in a bustling city that thrives on skepticism. When a chance encounter on the subway allows him to save Jiang Yingying, a spirited young woman, from an ominous fate, their lives become intertwined in unexpected ways. Fang Ming’s journey takes him deeper into the city’s web of wealth, power, and hidden secrets, as he fulfills promises made by his late master. When he arrives at the opulent villa of the Liang family to deliver a protective charm, he discovers the weight of past obligations and the challenges of navigating a world ruled by ambition and doubt. Blending ancient wisdom with modern dilemmas, The Super Wizard explores themes of destiny, belief, and the clash between tradition and progress. In a world where the mystical is often dismissed, can Fang Ming prove the value of his skills while staying true to the principles of his master? And as he uncovers deeper conspiracies and unexpected allies, will his journey reveal not only the power of his abilities but also the truth of who he really is?
DaoistHhdUxp · 1.6K Views

Desire to Control Her

He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage? To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly. *** "I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your *ss." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly. "Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "F*ck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your *ss." He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist. Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the f*ck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words. He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs. What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.
Daoyan · 2.2K Views
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