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God Of Fiction: The Faceless One

Gray World is dominated by the will of Gods and thrives under the control of iron gears and steam. It is a place where faith is not a passive devotion but a currency—traded, bought, and sold by churches that wield their gods' influence as weapons. It is a place where value is absolute, value is everything, shaping every belief and controlling every life. Run by ironclad reign of Church of Steel, every life here reeks of smoke and decay, while the Church of Sacrifice whispers promises of salvation through pain and sacrifice. Yet, amidst this ever existing Gods of sacrifice, iron, and decay, a new God descends—one who was once known as The Faceless One, God of Confusion, Keeper of secrets, Messiah of messengers by en masse: the God of Fiction. God of Fiction, Ashur, reincarnates after dying by the wiles of God of Sacrifice and others. Unlike other gods, Ashur, does not demand worship through suffering or material devotion. Instead, he brings something far more dangerous: the ability to weave fantasies into existence, to blur the line between fiction and reality. "Is fiction not a truth waiting to be realized?" Whispers spread among the people—rumors of a church that doesn't preach, of a god who offers not suffering but something far more seductive: choice. They speak of dreams too vivid to be mere illusions and realities that seem to bend to their imaginations. What is fiction, if not another form of reality? When the masses begin to believe, does belief not shape the world itself? As his own proclamation goes— [To not exist does not mean one truly does not exist, for to be known is also a form of existence.] ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ [This book has been dropped] [If you want to read something after it, I would recommend, “Death Game: Beyond Reality“]
_Darker_Than_Black · 51K Views

OVERWHELM: The legend of the blind one

Long ago, when dinosaurs roamed and colossal beasts ruled the Earth, humanity was not as we know it today. The so-called primitive ancestors, dismissed as mere monkeys by the untrained eye, were actually early humans. In a world teeming with monstrous predators, these early humans were exceptionally vulnerable. To survive, they evolved an extraordinary response to peril, a surge of adrenalin so powerful it transformed them into formidable creatures themselves. This phenomenon, born from intense emotions and named Overwhelm, granted them the strength to battle the ancient terrors that lurked around them. Overwhelm became a revered trait, a mark of strength and valour. Those who could harness it were celebrated as warriors, and their prowess made them highly sought after. Women from all corners of the globe vied to marry them, seeing it as an honour to bear the children of these mighty beings. Their lineage grew, and their families flourished in the midst of a dangerous world. But as time marched on, evolution transformed humanity. The once formidable power of Overwhelm dwindled, and those who retained it were deemed monsters and shunned by the society they once protected. The weaker among them were hunted to near extinction, while the strongest were forced into hiding. Despite this, the government, recognizing the futility of eradicating their most powerful factions, brokered a tense coexistence. As the ages passed, a new leader emerged among the remnants of the monster society. Fuelled by a desire to reclaim their lost glory and the honour that was once theirs, they began a revolt, a desperate bid to restore their former power and dominance.
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