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King Of Beast In Miiworld

Eighteen-year-old Nabil suddenly finds himself transported to a dangerous, game-like world along with 50 other players. Scattered across a vast realm of 10 continents, the players quickly realize that while this world bears striking similarities to a popular game they once knew, it is no virtual landscape. Instead, it is a reality created by a higher-dimensional god, who has sent them here for his own twisted form of gambling entertainment. This god watches from his dimension as the players struggle for survival, their fates dangling by the thread of his whims. The rules are brutal. Each player has one year—365 days—to find a way out. However, only five can escape, leaving the others trapped in this deadly world, or worse, condemned to an unknown fate. The stakes are high: killing another player grants points, and accumulating enough points may be the only way to secure one of the five spots for freedom. Alliances will form, and betrayals are inevitable, as desperation pushes players to act in ways they never imagined. Nabil, initially feeling hopeless, is seemingly dealt the weakest ability among all the players: the power to control pets. Compared to others who possess flashy and devastating skills, his ability appears laughable at first. Worse, he has no additional skills to rely on—only his wits, his ability to command creatures, and his will to survive. Yet, as Nabil explores this dangerous world, he soon learns that his power may hold more potential than he ever imagined. In a realm filled with monstrous beasts, rival players, and deadly environments, his pet control ability could be his key to survival. Through taming and commanding various creatures, Nabil begins to develop a unique strategy that allows him to take on both powerful enemies and cunning rivals. But Nabil knows the harsh reality: every player is a threat. As alliances shift and tensions rise, he must carefully navigate who to trust and who to eliminate. With limited time and a finite number of players allowed to return home, the competition grows deadlier by the day. Nabil’s journey is not just about brute strength; it’s a test of cunning, survival instincts, and the ability to uncover the true potential of his seemingly weak power. As he uncovers more about this mysterious world, Nabil begins to question the motives of the higher-dimensional god who put them here. Is there more to this cruel game than just survival? What hidden secrets does this god’s world hold, and is there a way to outsmart the rules entirely? Nabil must not only survive but find a way to escape this nightmare—before it consumes him and the others entirely.
Nabula639 · 28.1K Views

Black Magus

What kind of realm would you choose to live in after digitizing your mind? For Amun, that was a magical world where he could be free to learn until his end of days. What he got was to become the living god of a vast realm in an odd universe. A being who'd be born with the world. And later stripped of it all. A being of juxtaposition and contradictions. A sinner and a saint. A wise sage and a genius scientist. A loving creator and a baleful explorer. An elf and a devil, living in a world of might and magic. But all is not what it seems. Peace is fleeting. Figures loom in the light. Forms strafe through the trees. And one Amun is woefully ignorant to the ways of a realm so ripe for change. Yet he is one who cannot help but change it. So he devotes himself to forming the greatest guild the Mortal Plane has ever seen, intending to change his world and others for the better. And yet, somewhere along the line of his undying march, Amun evolved into the being all denizens of the Mortal Plane either revered; or feared. The Black Magus. *** This novel’s lore, story, and characters are entirely fictitious. Certain long-standing countries, institutions, organizations, agencies, public offices, etc. are/may be mentioned, but their histories and the characters involved are wholly imaginary. *** This novel’s lore, story, and characters are entirely fictitious. Certain long-standing countries, institutions, organizations, agencies, and public offices are mentioned, but their histories and the characters involved are wholly imaginary. Look for the story on RR. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/202907/fictions
Liden_Snake · 337.4K Views

The Countess and the Beast

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.
LoserOrLover · 12.4K Views
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