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The Inmate

The Choice of The Universe

The most powerful and advanced race in the Chaos universe has sent its state-of-the-art research ship into space to search for inhabited planets and, if necessary, colonize them. Years later, on their way back home, their sensors caught a strange energy fluctuation coming from the black hole they passed near. Therefore, they changed direction and got as close to the black hole as possible. At that moment, the lightning energy suddenly released from the black hole hit the research ship. The ship, whose all systems suddenly shut down, lost its balance and was pulled into the black hole. After a while, the ship started working again, but it was too late. They could not escape from the black hole due to their insufficient energy, but sensors discovered that there was a wormhole inside the black hole. The ship heading to that point passed through the wormhole at the last moment and reached a very small universe. When they began to examine the new universe closely, they were immediately spotted by the local races and a war broke out between them. They lost the war because their advanced weapons were useless in this universe. And the new owner of the ship became the clan of Ahzab the Immortal. About 20 years later, all the clans who wanted to take over the ship united and declared war on Ahzab's tribe. Ahzab's clan managed to escape from this green world by ship, but suffered many casualties. When they left the black hole with the ship and reached the universe of chaos, there was no trace of those following them. However, the condition of the ship was not very good. They set out for the nearest habitable planet. After many problems the ship quickly entered the atmosphere and it hit the earth and sank into the ground . Time passed quickly and years later, the immortal Ahzab's clan join a new student.
CalmWindofTheNorth · 15.6K Views

The King Beyond The Screen

Jamie Wentworth is brilliant, isolated, and tired of living as the forgotten son in a powerful family that sees him only as a tool. He’s a genius who’s saved his father’s empire more times than anyone will admit, yet his intelligence has become his curse, chaining him to a loveless home and a relentless life. When he learns of a phenomenon known as The Simulation—a place where people disappear into an alternate reality of powers, danger, and epic quests—he’s drawn to it like a moth to flame. But the Simulation isn’t what Jamie expected. He enters as “Ghost,” a critically injured figure with no memories, no allies, and a fractured past. Equipped with a mysterious “Deck of Cards” skill, he’s able to toggle between roles—Extra, Villain, and the greyed out Protagonist. Each card grants him a persona with unique powers and risks, but swapping between them exacts a heavy toll on his body and mind. Forced to start as the weakest player in a ruthless prison world, Jamie must use his wits and courage to survive against those who’d see him fail. In this new world, he’ll uncover secrets, make dangerous allies, and unlock powers that will take him far beyond anything he’s known. To survive, Jamie will need to outplay scheming npcs, merciless factions, and his own dark legacy as he unravels the mystery of “Ghost”—and the truth of his own soul. But in the Simulation, there’s one rule above all: If you die here, you die in real life. The deeper he dives, the more he realizes this is his only chance at freedom… and his greatest gamble yet.
Cameo_Andrew · 2K 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 · 12.2K Views