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Justified Aal

Twisted Ways of Heaven

Fate knows that timid people won't amuse her, so she serves them plain death as a conclusion. Being a meek person, the sixteen year old philosphy student, Kanito Aramishi's dreams were nothing too grandoise – living a decent and respectful life. If there was something he hated the most, it was standing out. He hated to become the centre of attention. However one day, his biggest fear came true, a life-changing event uprooted him from his life of sweet normalcy. Returning home one night from his high school's farewell party, Kanito finds himself struck in an array of supernatural events. He is stabbed in the chest by a mysterious man and as he is about to die, he sees ferrocious, otherworldly creatures appear out of countless red portals. As he was about to die, contemplating his mysterious death, He sees a blue portal in the sky from where a man comes down to save him. In a desperate attempt, the man takes Kanito to a totally different world. There he finds out that a mysterious race called the "demons" have waged a war against possibly every life form in existence. The night he bid farewell to his school became the night when he bid farewell to his own world. He accquired the status of a refugee, a stain that he will carry forever. The destruction of Earth was a permanent, irreversible loss and there was no home to look back and admire. Kanito who once considered himself a humble, modest and just individual finds his morals dwindling. What is this growing cruelty inside? Is violence, hatred and horror justified in a cruel world? What will Kanito choose – the newfound cruelty or the long-cherished empathy? Those will answered as the march of time continues revealing the refugee's and eventually the world's true purpose.
Flavian_09 · 15.1K Views

In Love With My Bully

“Why didn’t you tell me?” “Tell you what, Richard? What would you have done?” “I don’t know. Apologized sooner? Bought you a burger to make up for it?” Her eyes lit up with fire, “You think what you did to me… you think a burger can make up for it?” her eyes twinkled like she was fighting tears. Did I hurt her that badly? I was just a foolish teenager. “Nita, I am sorry. I was young, I was stupid. I wish I could take it all back and tell you how I feel instead of being a constant jerk to gain your attention.” “How did you feel that would justify what you did to me?” I paused for a minute, finding the words. “I had a huge crush on you at the time. And I didn’t know how to express myself. I was full of myself, I was the school’s ladies' man and the one girl I had eyes for didn’t even care if I existed,”  “And that justified what you did to me? Richard, you broke me. I can forgive you for ‘accidentally’ spilling your ice cream on me, or throwing my due assignment in the toilet, or the gum in my hair, or the glue in my chair but tell me how can I forgive you for what you did that night? Tell me!” “What night? Nita, what are you talking about?” “Remember when you asked me if I knew who sexually assaulted me?” I nodded, but what does that have to do with anything?  The more we spoke, the more confused I became. “You did and I cannot believe that you would stand there and pretend like it didn’t happen!” Nita has spent years trying to forget the torment she endured at the hands of Richard. When her family’s financial ruin forces her into an arranged marriage, she is horrified to find out the groom himself was her bully. Richard, a charming and successful businessman meets the first woman to be repulsed by him. Intrigued, he proposes a deal of a one year marriage of convenience. Navigating life as a couple, old wounds reopen, buried memories surface. As Richard learns more about his wife, he finds that he has enemies that followed him from his past to continuously cloud his wife’s judgement. Will Nita believe the truth and bury old wounds or will the pain of the past prove too strong to heal?
JoyceOrtsen · 145.3K Views

Chronicles of the Transmigrated, Time-Lost Transcendent Genius

Caelum had always regarded Zara as more than just his master. She was a mother to him. When she handed him a pill, he swallowed it—no questions asked. But the pill turned out to be a potent poison. Death loomed over Caelum, but he was quick to act and successfully cast a transmigration spell. He was flung four centuries into the future and awakened in the gravely wounded body of a sixteen-year-old noble, Quinn. Yet, betrayal never crossed his mind—only questions. He was a hundred percent certain that in neither universe would Zara ever poison him. In this new era, the mage race was still at war with the undead, but the world had transformed beyond recognition. The Eternal Kingdom had vanished, and four powerful forces had risen, one of them being the Kingdom of Zephirion. Magic had also taken a new turn as origin magics disappeared. Instead, mages had applied different properties to elemental magics, which they called divergent magics. But Caelum was most disturbed that there were no records of the past he had come from. Uncertain of his next steps, Caelum decided to live Quinn’s life while seeking remnants of the past and investigating his predecessor’s death. In no time, Caelum—now Quinn—found trails of the murder, and they pointed him to a powerhouse organization, the Sentinels of Zephirion. But realizing his current power was no match for them, revenge would have to wait. To restore his former battle prowess, Quinn dominated the academy’s challenges. He also earned the opportunity to witness the kingdom’s battlefront against the undead. At the kingdom’s border, the war was one-sided. Hordes of undead were being obliterated by mages. The reason? Two colossal barriers were protecting the mages: one encased the Kingdom of Zephirion, called the inner barrier, and another shielded all four great forces, the outer barrier. But being not only a genius in magic but in arrays as well, Quinn had one big question: what fueled the array? Quinn soon discovered that the inner barrier was being maintained by the Sentinels of Zephirion. His investigation into Quinn's death was reopened as his suspicions grew. Eventually, Quinn learned that the barrier array was fueled by draining the magic essence of countless mages. Worse yet, the core of the array was the very magic essence of his master’s companions. Quinn’s questions now piled up. What had really happened four hundred years ago? Who could have killed his master’s allies, who were SSS+ mages? Despite learning the horrifying truth, Quinn still lacked the strength to act. And so, he chose to gather allies. Once he was strong enough, he exposed the atrocities of the Sentinels of Zephirion to the people. That was when his foes were criticized and found themselves in a difficult position. The Sentinels of Zephirion wanted to eliminate Quinn, but with the protection of Quinn’s allies, they were unable to act openly. As tensions escalated, the royal family intervened and justified the Sentinels of Zephirion’s sacrifices as a necessary evil to maintain the barrier. But Quinn had anticipated this and had a plan. He later revealed an alternative array—one that would create a barrier of equal strength but fueled not by the magic essence of mages but by the collective mana of Zephirion’s mages. That was the final spark that ignited the rebellion. With no reason to fear the disappearance of the barrier, the people rose against both the Sentinels of Zephirion and the royal family. A great war erupted, and the conflict continued for days. In the end, the enemies were defeated. Now that Quinn’s vengeance was fulfilled, he turned his attention to the records of his foes. He was greatly disturbed by the murder of his master’s friends, only to discover that they had not been killed and sacrificed. Instead, they had created the array and willingly sacrificed themselves for one purpose—to protect the future. To protect the future from what?
jetthferman · 1.8K Views

Cold or numb

“And what is it about him that still makes you love him?” I asked, sensing I already knew the answer. “Oh, my dear, please try not to hold onto so much resentment for your father. He might—” “Mom!” I interrupted, my voice breaking as a sardonic laugh escaped me. “How can you still find a way to justify his actions? Even if you have some lingering feelings for him, shouldn’t they fade when you think about what he’s done to me? Am I really not as important as the man who has only brought you pain?” My emotions overwhelmed me, and I struggled to hold back my tearsThe silence enveloped us, and I could feel the weight of uncertainty in the air. I couldn't help but wonder what had clouded my mom's judgment, perhaps it was the influence of that man she called her husband. “Mom, I think it's time for you to choose a side,” I said, my voice trembling as I neared the end of my sentence, fully aware that I might never address him that way again. “You can’t keep pretending this is going to work. It’s either me or…him.” “Serena, please, you can't win against your dad. I really think you should drop any thoughts of going against him. He’s not as bad as you believe, dear. Remember, he’s the one who pays for this house and your college tuition. Your clothes and food—all of that is still his responsibility, and he’s meeting those obligations. All I ask is that you finish college, find a job, or better yet, settle down with a good man,” my mom urged, her voice tinged with an earnest desperation as if she were trying to convince not just me but herself. I listened, trying to remain calm, a bittersweet smile crossing my lips as I realized I couldn't back down from my convictions. “Alright, Mom, if you’ve chosen Mr. Andre, that’s your decision. But I won’t be swayed—I’m going to forge my own path, and I hope you’ll understand that when the time comes.” With that, a sense of resolve washed over me, and I braced myself for the future ahead, knowing it would be filled with both challenges and possibilities.
Wisteria_AE · 520 Views

Otherworld Odyssey: Leading My Team to a Cheat-Fueled Triumph

**Title:** *Otherworld Odyssey: Ascendancy of the Spatial Maverick* **Genre:** LitRPG/Isekai Progression Fantasy --- **Synopsis:** When ordinary college student Teng Yu is violently thrust into a realm where ancient beasts roam and arcane powers reign, survival becomes a deadly game of wit and grit. Armed only with a mysterious spatial ability that allows him to stash treasures and vanish from danger, Teng must navigate a world where the weak are devoured and the strong write their own laws. Teaming up with Luo Yue—a sharp-tongued rogue with secrets darker than the Abyss—they form an unlikely duo hellbent on conquering the Nine Forbidden Dungeons, each more treacherous than the last. From shadow-infested forests crawling with semi-divine beasts to floating citadels guarded by sentient storms, every victory fuels their rise… and unravels cryptic clues about the System that trapped them here. But this world hides brutal truths: - **A Power Hierarchy That Breaks Minds:** Spirit Adepts manipulate reality itself, while untouchable Spirit Emperors command armies of enslaved souls. - **Treacherous Alliances:** Guilds offer glittering rewards… if you survive their backstabbing politics. - **A Countdown to Annihilation:** The "Eclipse Convergence" looms—a celestial event that could obliterate their last hope of returning home. As Teng masters his spatial gifts to outmaneuver godlike foes and Luo Yue confronts a past tied to the realm’s deadliest sect, they uncover a conspiracy spanning millennia. The System isn’t random—it’s *breeding* warriors for a war beyond dimensions. --- **Why It’s a Page-Turner:** - **Cheat Code Meets Strategy:** Teng’s spatial hacks aren’t instant wins—they demand ingenious combos (e.g., teleporting explosive herbs into a dragon’s gullet). - **Morally Gray Thrills:** Luo Yue’s “ends-justify-the-means” ethos clashes with Teng’s idealism, sparking fire-forged loyalty… or betrayal. - **Looming Cataclysm:** Every dungeon cleared accelerates the Convergence’s arrival. Will they escape… or become pawns in a cosmic game? **Perfect for fans of:** *The Ripple System’s* clever progression, *Cradle’s* breakneck pacing, and *Omniscient Reader’s* meta-twists. --- **Opening Hook:** *The first rule of surviving the Otherworld? Never trust a smiling stranger. When Liu San offered me ale, I knew his dagger would follow. What I didn’t expect was the spatial ripple that saved me—or the System message blazing in my vision: **> Survival tip #2: In a world where magic is currency, cheat wisely… or die screaming.*** : Based on the protagonist’s spatial abilities described in the original work. : Inspired by the power hierarchy and mystical elements from related novels in the genre.
Daoist9pfBEP · 795 Views

Ex wife Getting her life back is isn’t easy

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.
Osagie_Aromose · 2.3K Views

Lord of the Steam

As the saying goes, "Hard times create strong men." It’s a phrase the Valorian nobles love to throw around, a shiny little motto they use to justify their oppression of the lower classes. Up there, near the sky, where the air is cleaner and the sun actually reaches, they live in their glittering towers, untouched by the rot that festers below. Down here, in the depths, it’s a different story. Rats gnaw on the corpses of those killed for a few dollars or maybe it was just a bar fight that went wrong, ending with one of the responsables with a bullet to the head. Who knows? Who cares? That’s just life at the lower levels. Brutal, ugly, and short. I’m one of the lucky ones, if you can call it that. Thanks to my aunt’s tireless efforts, I managed to claw my way into the Valorian Military Academy. Don’t let the fancy name fool you... it’s just a glorified cannon fodder factory. But hey, at least I get paid while I’m here, and that’s more than most lowlifes like me can say. Still, the question gnaws at me... Will I even live long enough to pay my aunt back for everything she’s done for me? Cadets like me are sent on patrols to "maintain order" in the lower districts, which is just a polite way of saying we’re thrown into the meat grinder. The mafias down here don’t care about uniforms or badges. They’ll kill you just for looking at them wrong. And today? Today’s my first time leading a small squad of cadets on patrol. We’ve been assigned to one of the "safest" areas in the lower districts... as if such a place even exists. The air is thick with the stench of decay, and the streets are lined with hollow-eyed faces that have seen too much and given up on hope. But that’s not even the worst part. No, the worst part is her.... This cheeto-headed girl!!
Shazorwy · 9.6K Views

Inevitable Equilibrium - Part 1: Primal Instincts

Ren, a typical high schooler, decides to take an alternate route home from school. Little did he know that this choice would lead him to his death...or did he? He's tasked with saving a world from it's demise by the hands of the Demon King. Sounds like a story full of adventure, right? However, a man naturally attracts a harem in this world due to it's declining population. And with relationships comes responsibilities. And that's just the tip of the iceberg as adjusting to a new world is not as simple as stories make it out to be. In addition, knowing that his actions can possibly cost the populace their lives leads to immense pressure on his shoulders. This is just some of what awaits the protagonist in just part 1 of this of this multipart and multiversal storyline. There are things moving on a much grander scale, and everything must be balanced, including his abnormal existence. Equilibrium is...inevitable. -comments- I had a few goals for writing this story, but this will come to light way down the line (probably in several years). I decided to go in the opposite direction from plots of similar stories. That's why I'll get most of the romance out of the way in the first 2 parts (loose plan). The rest of the parts will focus on world building and battles. If you think the protagonist is overpowered at the start...you have no idea. -the picture is AI generated and not an accurate reflection of the story. -I am a fulltime worker who writes irregularly and slowly (physical typing speed). I write when I can and will post once monthly. -nudity is depicted, but it is not of the 'ecchi' genre (hate panty shots and needless fan service that doesn't add to character development). -Intercourse happens but is not detailed. -this is a war stricken world, so unsavory things happen. Please keep that in mind for things unsaid but implied. I try to keep things as lighthearted as possible while trying to keep it as realistic as possible. -I wrote this as if watching it in my head, which influenced the writing style. Also, when reading novels, if there are multiple characters, I sometimes find it hard to distinguish who's talking as I can see multiple characters saying what was written. I decided to always make it clear who's talking, so it turned into a book/script/anime hybrid. -any feedback, including typos, are much appreciated. Upload Schedule: 1st of every month (wish I had time to do it more frequently, but alas, responsibilities. I am not writing to become an author, but only for myself and my own mental health. If the opportunity presented itself, sure, why not? However, I can't justify the risks for pursuing something I don't have an absolute diehard passion for. I have immense respect for those who can pursue it and overcoming the obstacles. I sincerely apologise to anyone reading it in its early days and wishes for more confident. I only thought of stories for myself for many years, but I found myself forgetting parts of my stories. That's why I decided to write them down and record them online, leaving a piece of me out there for hopefully eternity. My goal is not short-term, but very long-term. I just hope that someday, long after I'm gone, someone will read my work and they were happy that they had done so. Just the thought of that makes me content. I hope you understand that I would only upload more frequently and pursue a career in this if my work profoundly resonated with people, so much so that it basically forced me to be an author.
SaikyouSenshu · 21.1K Views

shadow of desires

Shadow of Desires From the Alleys of Lucknow to the Underworld’s Throne. Set against the grimy tapestry of Lucknow’s class divides and the glittering menace of global crime, Shadow of Desires traces the harrowing journey of Mufidul Sheeraz Akhtar—a boy forged by poverty, sharpened by betrayal, and consumed by the hunger to rewrite his destiny. The Spark of Ambition (2008–2015): Orphaned at 8 when his father, a low-ranking clerk, dies of cardiac arrest, Mufidul becomes the reluctant patriarch of a crumbling household. His mother, Shahana Parveen, battles UP’s bureaucratic quagmire to secure their meager pension, while his brothers—Zohrez, the dreamer, and Raheem, the sickly toddler—lean on him for survival. By 12, Mufidul masters the art of scarcity: diluting milk with gutter water, forging ration cards, and bribing local officials with *mithai* boxes. But when Zohrez nearly dies from counterfeit medicine sold at Prakash Medical, Mufidul’s innocence shatters. “Money isn’t desire,” he hisses to the night sky, “it’s armor.” The Descent (2016–2020): At 16, Mufidul drops out of City Montessori School, trading textbooks for contraband. He starts small—smuggling stolen car parts across the Nepal border—but his mathematician’s mind soon devises risk-reward algorithms that impress Lucknow’s underground kingpin, Raza Bhai. Under Raza’s tutelage, Mufidul learns to launder money through sari emporiums, hack into police databases, and exploit UP’s political rivalries. His first kill—a corrupt cop who threatens Raheem—leaves him trembling but addicted to the rush of control. By 19, he builds Zunar Enterprises, a front company trafficking arms from Myanmar’s rebel factions to Mumbai’s gang lords. The Ascent (2021–2028): Mufidul’s genius lies in his duality: the boy who still mends Zohrez’s torn shirts becomes the “Ghost of Gomti”, a phantom orchestrating heists from Macau to Marrakech. He infiltrates cryptocurrency markets, manipulates Bollywood studios for money laundering, and seduces an Interpol analyst (Ayesha Kapoor) to leak classified files. His signature move? Using childhood chess strategies to outmaneuver rivals—sacrificing pawns (loyal henchmen) to protect his queen (family). But as his empire grows—spanning 41 nations via shell companies, drug cartels, and stolen AI tech—the cracks widen. Shahana, now a hollow-eyed widow, disowns him after discovering his crimes. Zohrez, a law student, threatens to testify. The Unraveling (2029–2031): Interpol’s Operation Black Lotus paints Mufidul as Public Enemy #1. Betrayed by Ayesha, who plants a tracker in his vintage HMT watch, he flees through Lucknow’s labyrinthine gullies—past the kebab stalls and chess clubs of his youth—now a fugitive in the city that raised him. In a climactic showdown at the ruins of the Lucknow Residency, Mufidul faces Zohrez, now a prosecutor. “You became what killed Abbu,” Zohrez snarls, “greed wrapped in excuses.” The Shadow’s End: Cornered by NATO forces in Istanbul, Mufidul chooses cyanide over surrender. His final act? Transferring ₹8,400 crore to a secret account—not for his brothers, but to build free cardiac hospitals across Uttar Pradesh. *“Let them hate my name,”* his diary reads, *“but let my mother’s pension never fail again.”* --- Themes: - The Poverty Trap: How systemic rot in India’s welfare machinery breeds desperation. - Moral Calculus: Whether evil deeds can be justified as “love” for family. - Legacy: Can blood money ever cleanse itself? Style: Gritty, lyrical, and unflinchingly visceral—a Slumdog Millionaire meets Scarface tragedy rooted in the smells of Lucknow’s chaat stalls and the cold logic of offshore bank accounts. “They called him a monster. But monsters aren’t born—they’re sculpted by the hands that starved them".
Msa_exe · 889 Views

Rise of the Sword God Successors(A Death Loop Across Space And Time)

My name is Darren and my life is suffering. As I stared at the dead body of the woman I loved more than anything in the world- For the five-hundredth time in a row. On this battlefield where nothing changed. I knew this. But I would continue to struggle against it. For the five hundredth time, I would try again. I grabbed the bastardized equivalent of a long Bowie knife on the ground. Then I shoved it through my skull. I didn't hesitate this time. I always did, but at this point. Pain was a friend that reminded me I could try again. The tapestry of fate is severed. The mind and will forged of steel begins to transform into an unknown material. Unbreakably solid. Fathomlessly immovable. The impossible strength of mind is beginning to solidify. Another push and the gears of change would start to turn again. --- (*Originally Released by me on Royal Road with the name ZAKarpel.) Enjoy!*) This story is extremely fast paced and there is hidden foreshadowing in every chapter. This is a world where hope goes to die. Or it was until someone decided that his imprisonment was enough, and he needed a successor. However, he is not the hero of this story. A series of tortuous events follow that forge a trio of childhood friends into desperation. A successor is born. The cauldron bubbles. The loop starts Anew. But what is their mentor hiding? Things seem to be shades of grey, but some people are just blackened in pitch to their very soul. How can one defeat a calamity that has eaten and repeatedly returns to eat the skills and abilities of multiple worlds? Do the ends justify the means? Follow Darren as his complicated relationship with both time, space, and his Girlfriends (Yes, two women love him, and they will cut a bitch who tries to join in.) Their adventure across time, eventually space, and multiple realities, as things don't go according to plan for anyone. We will find that even in the darkest pits, the light can be found at the top of the highest tower and the moon can be seen in a darkened night. The climb is long. But Darren, Anna, and Jessa will turn the dark world bright again even as the world tries to drag them down into darkness. --- This is inspired by Re:Zero. Worm. Dragon Ball and Dragon Ball Z. Mother Of Learning and The Perfect Run.  Thank you so much for your inspiration in all of your works, Akira Toriyama you will be missed. Some of my other favorite authors are, Tappei Nagatsuki, Maxime Durand, Domagoj Kurmaić, And Wildbow, My man, Please stop murdering all life on the planet of my entire soul. But yes, Wildbow, you got me into Grimdark and I hate you and love you in equal measure. No, I do not agree that Ward is a thing. --- The planned release schedule Is going to be Bi-Weekly, every Monday and every Friday, but the plans of men are usually derailed by falling rocks, so we might just find out later that my schedule is completely different. Enjoy!!
SpookySpooksperson · 8.8K Views

HOW DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY RECOVER STOLEN BITCOIN ASSETS

WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 contact @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguardrecovery.com As a freelance artist based just outside of Austin, I had always relied on platforms like Upwork to sell my work and connect with clients. So when I first heard about NFTs, I was intrigued by the idea of using blockchain technology to sell my art and reach new buyers. It seemed like the perfect way to break free from the limitations of traditional platforms and finally make my digital creations more profitable. I came across what appeared to be a reputable NFT marketplace. The platform had a flashy interface and showcased prominent artists, while the online art community buzzed with excitement around it. This validation gave me the confidence to dive in. I spent weeks creating a new series of digital artworks, pouring my heart and soul into them, and then minted them as NFTs on this platform. The fees associated with minting were steep around $20,000 but I believed the potential returns would more than justify the investment. With my NFTs listed, I eagerly promoted them on social media, leveraging my experience from Upwork to engage potential buyers. I received a couple of bids, which filled me with optimism. It felt like everything was finally coming together. But that excitement quickly turned into confusion and frustration when I tried to withdraw the funds from the bids. Instead of receiving my earnings, the platform displayed an error message. When I reached out to their support team, they requested additional payments to "process my withdrawal." At first, the fees seemed minor, but then they escalated, with new demands for payment popping up regularly. The requests quickly spiraled into an endless loop. Days turned into weeks, and my hopes of seeing any return on my investment faded. It dawned on me that I had been scammed. The platform was a fake, and the supposed big-name artists likely part of an elaborate scheme to lure in unsuspecting creators like me. I was devastated both financially and emotionally and felt too embarrassed to tell anyone. I feared people would think I had been reckless or gullible. After confiding in a close friend, I felt a sense of relief. She suggested I reach out to Digital Tech Guard Recovery, a service that specializes in tracking down stolen digital assets and helping people who have fallen victim to online scams. Desperate, I contacted them, and to my surprise, they were able to recover my funds. The experience taught me a hard lesson, but it also gave me hope that not all was lost. It reminded me that even in moments of vulnerability, reaching out for help can lead to unexpected solutions.
Sandra_lynn · 406 Views

RECOVERY EXPERT ASSEST RESCUE SPECIALIST

A forex scam cost me CHF 135,000.It all started when I came across a seemingly lucrative opportunity in the forex trading market. The platform promised high returns on investments, and the idea of growing my money quickly was irresistible. Initially, everything went smoothly. I made a few small profits, and the platform's interface seemed professional and trustworthy. This convinced me to invest more, and before long, I had committed CHF 135,000.For the first few months, the trading activity on my account seemed legitimate, with a steady stream of small returns. I felt confident that I was on the right path. However, things quickly took a dark turn when I tried to withdraw my profits. At first, it was a minor issue: a delay in processing my withdrawal request. But when I followed up, I was met with an unexpected demand for an additional fee before my funds could be released. I was told that it was a standard procedure to cover "processing costs" or "tax fees. "At this point, I was already feeling uneasy, but I complied, thinking it was a one-time issue. Unfortunately, the situation only worsened from there. Each time I tried to withdraw my money, the platform requested new fees sometimes higher than the previous ones. They even invented bogus reasons to justify these charges, claiming issues with my account or regulatory hurdles that needed to be cleared before the funds could be processed. It quickly became clear that I was dealing with a scam. I felt trapped and desperate. The more I paid, the more they demanded, and my trust in the platform was completely shattered. I knew I had to act quickly or risk losing everything. After conducting some research, I came across Asset Rescue Specialist, a company specializing in helping people recover funds lost to online scams. Initially, I was skeptical, as I had already been duped once, but I had little to lose. To my relief, Asset Rescue Specialist was professional, responsive, and transparent throughout the process. They assured me they would investigate the matter thoroughly and attempt to recover my lost funds. What impressed me most was how quickly they acted. Within just 48 hours, they had successfully recovered my CHF 135,000.The experience was a huge wake-up call, and I hope sharing this story will prevent others from falling into the same trap. If you’ve been a victim of a forex scam, don't hesitate to seek help from reputable recovery services like Asset Rescue Specialist. Time is of the essence, and they have the expertise to help you navigate the complex and often frustrating process of recovering stolen funds.DM via:Contact Email; assetrescuespecialist@qualityservice.com or Whats-app:+ 1 9 0 3 5 5 9 1 7 3 3. Regards, Nathan Fleming Nathanfleming127@gmail.com
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