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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 · 51.4K Views

Sovereign City

(some chapters are r18) Who would have thought that holding an arranged marriage benefits me so much? I have been planning to get out of my own family, and thanks to the head lady of the house who always wanted to kick me out after my mother passed away. "I have to live with you? I don't want to be under any other people's rules anymore." "No, you will live freely as you want. You don't have to do anything if you don't want to." "I don't want to be involved with your business...I don't know exactly what you do, Mr. Kaiza, but I don't want to be involved with anything like my father does." "I understand." I pick up the glass in front of him and try to raise it, but he puts his hand on it to cover the top of the glass. "Hmph." I make a sound and pout my lips I put my upper lip on top of the glass, touching his finger and bottom lip at the outside edge, and raise the glass as the liquid runs through his fingers into my mouth. And I look at him. His eyes are slightly startled, but I barely see it through the red light on him. He slightly pulls back his hand. "This girl..." He's mumbling. I lick the liquid on the edge of my mouth. "Yes, it's a deal." "Are you going to treat me well, Mr. Kaiza?" I speak vocally this time. What is this drink? "Yes." "Treat me nicely like your real fiancé, alright?" Suddenly, my head is too heavy to carry on my neck. He uses his hand to hold my face before I hit the table. And he moves himself to sit next to me. "You are my real fiancé." He gently touches my hair and puts it behind my ear. I barely open my eyes. "But first of all, I need to take care of the guys who kidnapped you here." And that is just the beginning of a significant change.
WARALUX · 26.7K Views
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