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Panic Puppet

Fated: A web of Lies

In a world where time itself is both a cage and a cycle, there is a truth darker than any shadow cast by the moon. Some things are destined to repeat, no matter how desperately one struggles to break free. Some souls are born to live their lives in endless loops, chained by forces they cannot understand, no matter how much they fight. This is the story of Sora, a boy whose existence has been twisted by the hands of fate and whose every step has been marked by an unseen puppeteer. Orphaned and alone, he exists at the intersection of broken dreams and painful truths, caught in a web of manipulation and dark secrets. From the moment he lost his parents under mysterious circumstances, Sora has been thrust into a world that holds no mercy. The cycle that binds him, and the others who are trapped within it, is more than a mere repetition of events. It is a curse, a force beyond their control, that shapes their lives and their deaths. But Sora refuses to accept his fate. With a heart full of anger, grief, and determination, he seeks to uncover the truth—about his parents, the mysterious forces controlling his life, and the dark entity known only as the Puppeteer. Alongside him is Dena, a girl who has also been scarred by the cycle and by the choices of others. Together, they fight not only for survival but for a chance to change the path they are on. Yet, in this world where every choice feels like a trap and every moment is both fleeting and eternal, Sora must confront the question that haunts him: Is it truly possible to break free, or is he doomed to repeat his fate, no matter what? Fated is a tale of love and loss, of power and manipulation, and of the relentless pursuit of freedom. It is a story about what it means to truly be free—if such a thing is even possible in a world that seems intent on making sure we remain prisoners of our own histories. The path ahead is uncertain, the stakes higher than ever before, and the price of freedom—if it exists—could be more than any of them are willing to pay. Welcome to the world of Fated. Where fate is not a gift but a curse, and even those who fight the hardest may find that they are nothing more than pieces in a game they cannot escape.
Karmagotme · 133 Views

Atticus [BL]

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arms, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents from their realm and was thrown into the human world. The reason? He hadn't given them grandchildren yet.
lazyferret · 455 Views

Mated to the Mad Lord

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector comes to carve a payment from her body, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain permits only male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything is going according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold and unwavering authority, starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison of its own as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath cold allure lies a darkness Violet can’t ignore, a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'
Colorful_madness · 75.6K Views

EVEN AS A SLAVE, THE HEAVENLY DEMON’S MIGHT SHALL TAME THE BEAUTIES

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.
Rene_Tokiori · 38.7K Views

Creator's POV

Everything was going according to plan—until my life was turned upside down. I had just graduated from university and was ready to start my career, fulfilling both my goals and those of my parents. But then, disaster struck. —— Creation of the World—a game that grants its user the ability to control a limitless world, with the power to create and destroy anything without restriction. Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had built. Unable to intervene, he suddenly found himself in a body that wasn’t his own. Cassian Starhold—the older brother of the world’s greatest hero. —— I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose only purpose was to toil away, sacrificing everything for a few worthless scraps of metal. But my enemies couldn’t leave me in peace. They brought war to my doorstep and destroyed everything I had spent my life building. I stood among thousands of their strongest sons, as they listened to the man who had ignited the fire in my life. Towering and imposing, he spoke from atop majestic marble columns, his gray hair blending with the crowd. Thousands of people, all sharing his features, gazed up at him with eyes filled with admiration and ambition. “People are not equal!” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the pinnacle of evolution! There is nothing beyond us! We have risen above piles of inferior blood, leaving massacres in our wake. And now, you are about to inherit this legacy.” He paused, surveying the crowd below with cold pride. “But this power must be earned. It is not granted by birth. Wealth, power, status… these things demand mountains of victims just to catch a glimpse of them.” His arms stretched wide, madness and pride gleaming in his eyes, and the crowd mirrored him, thousands roaring with fervent pride. The sight was terrifying. “You have no idea what your ancestors sacrificed to put you here. But you will learn. And I swear to you, with my pride on the line…” “Only those worthy of us will survive!” "Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don’t know… is that a puppet will rise to shatter their illusions. He’s wrong. None of them will survive. ====== Author's Note: As you can see from the tags, the MC will eventually become a villain, but not at the beginning—and not even within the first three arcs. I'll take the time to carefully build his character and develop his transformation in a way that feels natural and logical. His ultimate goal is to return to his original family, so he harbors a deep hatred for the world he’s been pulled into. This novel will explore darker themes like slavery, murder, mind control, and betrayal. However, it will not contain R-18 content, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you might want to reconsider. The MC won’t be OP from the start, nor the smartest, but he will quickly gain experience and grow.
Yoseman · 325.7K Views

Regression of The Puppet Emperor

"Regression of The Puppet Emperor" is a tale of betrayal, redemption, and vengeance set in a world of swords and sorcery. Mikhail Robinette D'Arcy Ironforge, once a disillusioned office worker named Albert Mannery, finds himself reborn as the fourth prince of the Tiberian Empire. Gifted with memories of his past life and a mysterious System granting him extraordinary potential, Mikhail believes he's been given a second chance at greatness. However, fate has other plans. Sabotaged during a crucial magical ritual, Mikhail's mana heart is shattered, leaving him powerless in a world where strength is everything. Branded as the "Crippled Prince," he endures years of humiliation, betrayal, and political manipulation as various inexplicable circumstances led to him being crowned as the emperor of this vast kingdom. Without the magical or martial might to enforce his will, Mikhail becomes a mere figurehead, a puppet dancing to the strings pulled by cunning nobles and power-hungry courtiers. Every decree he issues is ignored or twisted, every attempt at reform thwarted. He watches helplessly as his empire crumbles around him, unable to protect even himself, let alone his people. In his dying moments, Mikhail activates a legendary Temporal Anchor, sending his consciousness back in time to the day of the fateful ritual. Armed with the bitter wisdom of his failures and a burning desire for vengeance, Mikhail vows to rewrite his destiny. Now, a man with the mind of a seasoned emperor in the body of a young prince, Mikhail must navigate the treacherous waters of imperial politics, unravel the secrets of magic and cultivation, and turn his greatest weaknesses into strengths. In a world that once broke him, can Mikhail forge a new path and claim the power he was denied? Or will the weight of fate prove too heavy even for a twice-reborn emperor?
N0N4M3_MONK · 70.5K Views
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