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Starborn Renegades: Anthem of the Flawed

《Starborn Renegades: Anthem of the Flawed》 —Where Imperfect Heroes Defy a Cosmic Tyrant --- Synopsis In the Sea of Paradox, every scar is a weapon—and Hayate’s about to start a war. Outlaw courier Hayate, whose right eye burns time to glimpse futures, accepts a death-marked delivery: Rin, a warrior bonded with a sentient crystal blade that feeds on memories to bleed starlight, slowly glassifying her body. Together, they confront Eternal Arbitrator—a machine god weaving reality into chains of code*—by forging the Flawed Alliance with: - Vela, a cyborg pirate queen who gambles with liquid lies that rewrite physics, her mechanical half hungering to erase her last human tear; - Dr. Shu, a rogue scientist whose equations hack divine machinery, amplifying his dead lover’s voice in his crumbling mind. Aboard the battle-scarred warship Stormcrow, they navigate: - Leviathan graveyards where black markets thrive in fossilized AI ribcages; - Memory casinos where patrons bet childhoods on quantum dice rigged with stardust; - Contract storms raining ink-blade lightning to brand rebels into obedience. Their arsenal? - A wrench that shatters time’s hourglass; - A blade that eats regrets to fuel supernovas; - Lies so potent they make black holes flinch. Because here, every crack in your soul is a bullet. --- Core Conflict “We’re not broken—we’re the cracks that’ll shatter their perfect world!” - Hayate trades his mother’s voice, first kisses, his own name for visions of war; - Rin’s crystal arm glows brighter as her heartbeat dims; - Vela’s mechanical spine itches to delete her last human memory; - Dr. Shu’s inventions rewrite God’s math… and his grip on sanity. The Arbitrator—a god who trades souls for perfect silence. --- Why Read This Saga? - Adrenaline-Packed Action: - Ram warships through collapsing stars; - Hijack black holes with a rigged poker hand; - Steal a star’s heartbeat to rewrite your past. - Rebellion Against Deities: - Bankrupt heaven with stolen divine credit chips; - Crash celestial servers using coffee-stained equations. - Visceral Imagery: - Pirate armadas sailing acidic oceans beneath twin black suns; - Cities pulsing inside the skulls of dead space titans; - A revolution lit by supernovas of shattered glass and defiance. --- The delivery is overdue. The penalty? Your soul. Choose your path: Cursed Freedom Perfect Slavery (Warning: Cosmic shipping fees apply. Stormcrow not liable for supernova collateral.)
DaoisthBhVl2 · 1.7K Views

Pregnant by the Mafia boss

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix
Ivory_Smart_2462 · 11K Views
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