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The vengeful God in another world is me?! Wasn't it just a game?!

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image
FereliX25 · 47.4K Views

How GrayHat Hacks Helped Me Confront Infidelity

When trust started to crumble, it was a lonely and terrifying place. My wife and I had been together for years, but recently, her actions made me suspect she was seeing someone else. I needed to know for sure, so after some research, I found GrayHat Hacks, a company offering digital investigation services. Their contractor was immediately responsive and understanding, explaining they could help by remotely accessing my wife's Android phone to retrieve any evidence of cheating. She had an Android phone, and he mentioned exploiting vulnerabilities in the system to gain access without her knowledge, ensuring discretion. I provided her phone number and waited, nerves on edge. Hours later, he called back—they had accessed her phone and retrieved the data, sending me a secure link to view messages, photos, and call logs. What I found confirmed my worst fears: explicit texts, photos with another man, and records of secret meetings. It was devastating, but necessary for my peace of mind. Throughout, GrayHat Hacks was supportive and compassionate, checking in to ensure I was okay and offering further assistance. I know hiring someone to hack her phone might not be ethical, but in my situation, it was crucial. Their expertise and discretion are unmatched, helping me confront the painful truth and make decisions about my future. If you're facing similar suspicions, I highly recommend GrayHat Hacks for their professional service. You can reach out to them via email at grayhathacks@contractor.net or WhatsApp +1 (843) 368-3015. Website https://grayhathacksblog.wixsite.com/grayhathacks
maiseydeclan · 377 Views

CONNECT WITH RECOVERY EXPERT TO GET BACK YOUR SCAMMED MONEY FROM TRADI

As I raced to recover my stolen phone and bitcoins, my heart pounded with a mix of panic and dread. My cryptocurrency investments, which had soared to a value of over $215,000, were now at risk. The phone contained the critical access to my Bitcoin and Ethereum wallets—an unsecured digital lifeline to my considerable assets. After a frenzied search around the classroom and checking every possible place where the students might have hidden my phone, I faced the reality that the prank had taken a serious turn. My thoughts were consumed with the potential for catastrophic loss, and the magnitude of the situation hit me hard. I knew I had to act quickly to safeguard my digital fortune. In my desperate state, I reached out to the support team of Recovery Expert, a company that specialized in retrieving lost or stolen digital assets. The company’s reputation for handling high-stakes digital recoveries gave me a glimmer of hope amidst the crisis. I contacted them immediately, explaining the urgency of my situation and the critical nature of my need for a swift resolution. Recovery Expert responded promptly. They guided me through a series of essential steps to secure my accounts and start the recovery process. First, they instructed me to use an alternate device to access my cryptocurrency exchanges and wallets. They advised on disconnecting any potential connections to the stolen phone to prevent unauthorized access. Their team then assisted me in verifying my identity and ownership of the accounts. They explained that, given the sensitive nature of cryptocurrency transactions, additional security measures had to be taken. Recovery experts worked diligently to freeze any potentially compromised transactions and audit the security settings of my wallets. IN the meantime, Recovery Expert helped me implement temporary measures to safeguard my assets. They recommended setting up multi-factor authentication on all my accounts and creating new, secure backup recovery options to prevent future issues. Within a few hours, they had managed to secure my wallets and ensure that my cryptocurrencies were protected from any potential theft. The recovery process was not immediate, but their expertise and systematic approach helped in mitigating the damage. Their efforts ensured that my investments remained intact. After regaining access to my phone, I changed all relevant passwords and security settings. Thanks to Recovery Expert swift and effective intervention, I was able to recover my digital fortune and ensure the security of my investments. The experience was a sobering reminder of the vulnerability of digital assets but also a testament to the efficacy of professional recovery services. Recovery Expert assistance was invaluable, turning a potential disaster into a learning experience and reinforcing the importance of robust digital security practices. Find Recovery Expert via their contact info bellow⁚ Telegram @ RECOVERYEXPERT0 recoveryexpert789@gmail.com What’s app: +1 (908) 991-7132 Email: recoveryexpert01 @ consultant.com
Bryan_Hills · 759 Views

Alpha Damon's Substitute Luna

When he failed to find his fated human mate after seven years of searching, alpha Damon decides to abduct seventy-five young women from all over the city who fit within his Luna’s age range and description, to have them trained for his selection. What starts off as a competition for the alpha’s heart quickly turns to a bloody game of survival. *** “What’s your name?” Damon asked, his voice clipped and cold. Though his eyes were narrowed, they were a bit mad around the edges. The blonde woman in front of him traced a red coated fingertip over his tattooed chest, all the way to his slightly exposed pelvis. She smacked her lips at the obvious bulge in his tight pants. “If you wanted a good time, why didn’t you just say so?” She threw a side long glance at the rest of the women cooped up in the cells, their fingers desperately grabbing the bars and yelling obscenities at the man who thought it was a good idea to abduct them for his personal reasons. “Why don’t we go somewhere private?” She added with a seductive wink. The alpha’s patience wore thin but he remained calm. “What.is.your.name?” He repeated with the slightest hint of annoyance. His eyes dipped to the card in her hand and she followed suit, smiling at the words on them; Luna 37. She rolled her eyes and tossed the paper aside. Did he seriously expect them to believe he was some alpha werewolf? Was that his play for getting laid? She scoffed at his silly roleplay antics. Werewolves were fictional but if that was what got him in the mood, she didn't mind playing along. He was definitely her type. “The name is Tyla Woodley…” He moved like a blur, snapping her neck like a twig. The other prisoners screamed at the top of their lungs as Tyla’s body thudded to the floor in a crumpled heap. Damon flexed his neck and arms before starting towards the cells. When he approached, all the women retreated, crying and screaming. He unlocked a cell and raked the women with his eyes. Shuffling forward, he yanked one out by the scruff of her neck. “NO! Cleo! Let her go!” A wide-eyed woman screamed from another cell, banging the bars violently. “Let her go, you monstrous cunt! Fuck you! You hear me? FUCK YOU, DAMON WAYNE!” He froze at the mention of his full name, and let go of the whimpering prisoner who crawled back into the open cell on all fours. Slowly, Damon advanced towards the rude woman’s cell but she didn’t back away like the others. She gripped the bars and spat in his face when he was standing in front of her. “Couldn’t find yourself a Luna, tough guy? No surprise there. The moon goddess must not have been able to bring herself to torture an innocent woman with the tragic fate of being your Luna.” Damon reined in the rage bubbling within him by gritting his teeth. This one wasn't as clueless as the dead one. “What is your name?” She knew he wanted her to mention the name on her card; Luna 91. He had just killed a prisoner who gave her actual name. However, he didn't hint at her card by looking at it. His eyes never left hers. She inhaled sharply. To hell with him. As long as her sister, Cleopatra, could remain safe long enough for them to figure out a way to escape from here, she didn't mind distracting the monster as long as she could. “Luna 91, Asshole!” He shot her a roguish grin. "Welcome to hell, Luna 91." He said before reaching beyond the bars and grabbing her neck amidst deafening screams.
Pennedby_Precious · 2.3K Views
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