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The Power of Unity
Prologue In a world where darkness reigns, hope feels like a fading illusion. A mysterious organization known as “Darkness” has spread, threatening the peace and lives of society. Small villages have fallen victim, and their inhabitants are forced to live in fear, helpless against a seemingly unstoppable force.
By Garuda Cipta Kreasinusaabout a year ago in Fiction
The Awakening of Shadows
In the sprawling metropolis of New Beijing, where neon lights battled the perpetual toxic fog for dominion of the night sky, Alex Chen sat before a wall of screens, his fingers dancing over holographic keyboards. The soft blue glow illuminated his face, casting shadows that accentuated the dark circles under his eyes - medals of honor in his relentless pursuit of truth.
By Ulter Daminabout a year ago in Fiction
The Veil of Elindor
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. Villagers on the banks of the Sildarin River were the first to notice. Old Arnold, a fisherman, watched in disbelief as his boat, tied loosely to the dock, was pulled upstream against the current.
By Pubg TVabout a year ago in Fiction
Ali Baba and the Forty Hackers: . AI-Generated.
In the year 2095, Ali Baba wasn't a legendary figure—just a down-on-his-luck delivery driver scraping by in the neon-lit slums of New Basra. He was a simple guy with no aspirations beyond paying rent on time and keeping his little brother out of trouble. But one fateful night, he stumbled upon a secret that would make him the target of New Basra’s most dangerous cyber-criminal gang—The Forty Hackers.
By Dr. S.G. Mohammed Hussain about a year ago in Fiction
Knock
There was only one rule: don't open the door. Quinn had scoffed at the absurd dictum. What the fuck kind of rule was that to have in a place like this? The old cottage was full of doors, all of which were tightly closed.
By Sara Littleabout a year ago in Fiction
Succession Crisis. Top Story - October 2024.
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. The Speakers claimed it to be a sign from their three faced God, a divine message calling for a return to the Ecclesiarchy. But few listened, and those that did died in droves.
By Alexander McEvoyabout a year ago in Fiction
The Lost City of Lumora
The Mysterious Map It was an ordinary afternoon in the small town of Eldridge when 14-year-old Max stumbled upon a dusty old map in his attic. The map, rolled up and hidden behind some old boxes, looked ancient. Its edges were torn, and strange symbols were scribbled all over it. At the bottom, in bold, faded letters, it read: “The Lost City of Lumora.”
By Ƒนʀƙเ ฬʀเτєรabout a year ago in Fiction
The Freaky Staircase
Deep within the woods stood an old, abandoned mansion. Locals called it the Blackwood Manor, a decaying relic of a past long forgotten. But there was something peculiar about it—something everyone who dared to step inside whispered about. It wasn’t the eerie paintings or the broken windows, nor was it the dust-laden chandeliers that barely clung to the ceiling. The horror lay in a single architectural anomaly that defied logic—the staircase.
By zulfi buxabout a year ago in Fiction
The Queen Pelalandorus Incident
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. Perhaps it was the wind. Others say it was because we were famished. A curse? For having killed her kin. Divine retribution for those we banished. A plague sent by the Vaquarin? For a war that was unfinished.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Fiction
Harold the whisperer
Once upon a time in the quiet town of Leach, Oklahoma, there lived an elderly man named Harold. Harold was known to the townsfolk as a kind and gentle soul, always ready to lend a helping hand. But what no one knew was that Harold had a secret past. Many years ago, he had been a superhero known as "The Whisperer," possessing the unique power to control and manipulate sound waves.
By Jayden Churchabout a year ago in Fiction
Hidden Objects
I frantically searched for my red lipstick, tearing apart my bedroom. After ten minutes, I gave up and pulled the plum lipgloss from my bag. Looking in the mirror, I glided the gloss over my lips, only to scowl as my eyes fell upon the ruby-red tube I had wasted time looking for.
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Fiction
The Shattered Promises
Introduction: The Weight of a Broken Vow Every promise I made felt like an unbreakable bond, a sacred vow that would guide my choices. But life has a way of testing our resolve, and when I broke one of those promises, I found myself spiraling into a world of guilt and regret. This story is about my journey of facing the consequences and seeking redemption.
By Ƒนʀƙเ ฬʀเτєรabout a year ago in Fiction