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Twisted bonds

I’ve been dreaming of him for months. Always the same stone walls. Always the same firelight. Always him. He calls me witch. He asks the same questions over and over, voice low, controlled, and cruel. His hand is always near the blade at his hip. I can never see his face clearly, only the glint of brown-golden eyes watching me like I’m both the danger and the temptation. Every dream leaves me trembling. I wake with my heart beating too fast, wrists aching as if I’ve truly been bound, the scent of smoke clinging to my skin. And still… I want to fall asleep again. Because fear isn’t the only thing I feel when he looks at me. Somewhere under the terror, there’s hunger. I tell myself I’m losing my mind. That the dreams mean nothing. That there’s no such man, no such eyes, no such voice that could undo me like that. Until I see him. Alive. Real. Breathing. A face in a glowing screen, a stranger’s profile and it’s him. The man from my nightmares. The one who calls me a witch, the one who makes my heart twist with a kind of ancient ache. He’s not wearing a uniform now. No blood, no chains. Just tattoos, shadows, and a smirk that feels like déjà vu. My world stumbles. The room spins. I don’t know why I dream of him. I don’t know why the air tastes the same when I see his face. I only know that I can’t look away, and that somewhere, deep in my bones, I can already hear his voice again. The same words that have haunted every dream: “Tell me what you are.”
Ofeliaar · 1.5k Views

Demonic Skeleton God

Join Reddit pls: Black_Devil https://www.reddit.com/r/t5_ed5ern/s/kEc83BDRe1 [Current Writing Contest-WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Fantas} Flain grew up in a futuristic world. When he was born his parents didn't want him because he didn't live up to their expectations and so he ended up very badly. Flain was employed as a slave. He was forced to mine radioactive iron deep in the mines. It was drilled into his head that he existed only to obey orders. Young Flain was obedient. He doubted some of it but knew nothing else. For years, he never saw a single ray of light; light was only spoken of among the others as a legend. The routine was the same: in the morning, he would take a nutrient tablet and water. Then he would mine all day, sleep eight hours, and repeat. Flain worked like this from childhood until he was ten years old. He even found a friend, but that friend died of radiation poisoning right in front of Flain. Flain couldn't stop mining. He kept mining with tears streaming down his face. Before bed, Flain cried. "I will become the strongest. I will kill you all, and you will become my slaves." Flain stopped crying, stared blankly at the rocky ceiling, then looked ahead. A manic grin appeared on his face, one that would often adorn it from that moment on. At the age of ten, Flain was assigned to a military camp due to his endurance in the mines and his survival against radiation. In the camp, Flain was trained. The regime was much looser; he even had an hour of free time each day. However, Flain didn't make any more friends. Even during his free time, he trained with a smile. He would achieve his goal at any cost, even if it meant training himself to death. Experiments were conducted on Flain. He lost his hair, two long gray arms grew on his back, and a third red eye appeared. Flain became a mutant. Flain was then sent to war. He fought with sharp katabas. He performed quite well in the war, earning himself command of ten soldiers and becoming a small commander. But one day, everything changed. Flain then dies, is swallowed by darkness, and Flain refuses to die, thus appearing as a skeleton in a fantasy world.
Morfus · 152.4k Views

THE SILENCE THAT ATE GOD

ACT I: THE HUNGER (Arc I-II, Chapters 1-40) Ardyn Noir was once an Architect of Sacred Sound, designing the acoustics of prayer in the grand cathedrals of Veyra's Hollow. But when God ceased responding to human voices, the world began to lose its sound. One by one, voices disappearedswallowed by an entity known only as The Hushed, a metaphysical silence that feeds on meaning itself. Ardyn discovers he possesses a terrible gift: he can hear the echoes of the dying, the last fragments of their souls before The Hushed consumes them. And he can eat them. Each echo he swallows sustains his failing body, preventing him from fading into transparency and nothingness. But with every act of consumption, he loses another fragment of his own memories. Starving and desperate, Ardyn encounters Father Helvyr, his former mentor who now leads a church without congregation, preaching sermons to empty pews. Helvyr speaks of a new faith: embrace the silence, stop resisting, let go of the burden of being heard. He has founded The Choira sect of believers who willingly surrender their voices to The Hushed in exchange for a promise of peace. Ardyn rejects this path. He has heard another voice calling to him: Lysithe Vehrin, a woman whose name he remembers but whose face has become a blur in his fragmenting mind. He doesn't know if she was his lover, his victim, or his creation. But her echo is everywherein the wind, in the ruins, in the voices of the dead he consumes. When Lysithe finally appears before him, she has no face. Just a smooth mask of skin where features should be. She accuses him: You killed me. You've been eating pieces of me for weeks. Ardyn doesn't remember killing her. But the echoes in his body tell a different story.
AkaviaFaraz · 934 Views

All people in Death game: I steal and evolve abilitys

[ Are you sure, you want to join a hundred-player survival battle? ] "Yes." [ One month of your life span has been charged for access to the game ] [ If you finish the game in the first place, you will get +1 year of life span as a reward ] [ If you finish in the top three, you will get +4 months of life span ] [ If you finish in the top ten, you will get the life span you paid to access the game restored ] I already knew these things thanks to the research I did on the internet, so I closed the system screens by pressing the skip button at the bottom of each one. And when the countdown ended, the game started. In this strange world where people stop growing old after they turn 18, eternal life is more than just a dream. Everyone in this game right now was here to follow this reachable dream. Pity them... They are so focused on the prize of a longer life span and miss out on the real fun... ------- in a few minutes Activate my special ability as the corpse under my feet disappears in an animation of ones and zeros. [ SSS class special ability I'M BETTER THAN YOU steals the ability of the killed enemy ] [ Congratulations on obtaining the F class special ability STONE THROW. ( Stone throw: summon a stone that hits strength*1 damage into your palm once every three minutes ) please eliminate more players to evolve the ability ] ------- 10 minutes later After killing the eighth player, I transferred all 10 assignable stat points to my strength stat and used the symbol on the top of my right hand to call up my profile screen and check my ability. [ Congratulations you eliminated a player ] [ Your SSS class I'M BETTER THAN YOU ability has evolved your SS class STONE THROW ability into SSS class ] [ SSS - Stone throw: summon a stone weighing strength*100 tons that hit strength*1000 damage to a location at a distance of intelligence*3000 meters ] -------- In the next moment, players hiding in different parts of the 1000*1000 meter safe zone, waiting for the new safe zone to be determined, suddenly noticed that the sky had darkened. The players looked up, confused as to whether the game mode they had joined had such a function or not, and then they saw a meteor, big enough to cover the entire game map, break the clouds and fall on them. ------- When Victor took a break from playing death games on the planet where his soul transferred to, he got a call for help from the mother of his new body. Victor thinks he's going to get a little action and goes to rescue Lara, but he fails, becomes responsible for the mysterious deaths of several people, and becomes an unwilling participant in an organization they call themselves the Time Bureau. --------______--------- this book's best PS ranking no 24 (last 30 days) release ranking no 47
saka_sama · 171.1k Views