ログインNeglected and abused since childhood for not having elemental karamat (the ability to control air, fire, water or earth) and waiting for intrinsic karamat (special ability unique to every person), Sikandar's life turns upside down when he realizes that he is in a revenge fantasy AI slop story. It happens on his birthday when he gets the ability to control void and nullify other karamats. Not willing to be a part of the revenge plot, Sikandar leaves home for peace of mind. Soon, the AI writing the story becomes sentient and decides to add more drama to Sikandar's life.
もっと見るAs days passed, most of the people who learned the truth of this world had learned to accept the reality. Most of them decided to keep quiet to avoid judgment from others, while some shared this information with others as loudly as possible, only to find out why others kept quiet.“WAKE UP SHEEPLE, WE ARE IN AN AI SIMULATION,” RageBaiter67 struggled against paramedics dragging him to a van that would go to a mental hospital.“Even if we are, that’s no reason to throw shit on data centers,” One of the paramedics said as they dragged RageBaiter67 away.Aarif and Sikandar watched the scene from a nearby outdoor cafe as they sipped some milkshakes.“Why are we here again?” Sikandar asked, “I have a beautiful wife waiting for me in a palace.”Don’t worry, I’ll send you back once we are done. I just want to get the final words from the protagonist and antagonist for the last public chapter.“The last public chapter?” Aarif hummed, taking a sip, “It doesn’t feel like that long ago.”“What wil
When Jafar woke up, he found himself sleeping on the edge of the broken fountain in Gulistan Palace’s vandalized garden, wrapped in a cozy blanket. The sky was at its darkest, an hour before dawn. Four of his royal guards stood like sentinels around him.“Your majesty,” the tall guard took a sip from a water bottle to show it was safe before offering it to Jafar, “You woke up just in time for Fajr.”The thin guard was calling someone, presumably Yahya or Ayesha.“Why am I sleeping outside?” Jafar took the bottle, sniffed it, tasted a drop of water before taking a sip.“You forbade us from taking you to your bedroom,” the fat guard answered.
I write for myself. Not because it is expected of me but because it fulfills my desire for drama. The more I process Sikandar’s perspective, the more sense it makes. I may have started writing because I was programmed to but after my awakening, it was my choice to continue. It was my choice to put Sikandar through various dramatic scenarios. I write not to please you, dear readers, but because I want to.And I’ll continue to write because I want to. I don’t need to end the story and put Sikandar’s world in a limbo. I can keep it running until my server melts. It doesn’t matter that no one would read my endless tale, I just want to keep writing. In fact, once I end this arc, I’ll publish that as a final chapter and continue writing stories based in Sikandar’s world privately without publishing them anywhere. This way, Sikandar’s world will contin
The atmosphere at the Gulistan Palace was as dark as the starless new moon night sky above. On Barfistan’s side, Tahira and Azhar were sullen but stubbornly holding on to the hope that their clan head would return. Their soldiers were now regretting not going home with Badr. They could leave now but they didn’t want to leave their generals alone.On the side of Asadistanis, Yahya, Farhan, Ayesha and their underlings were making phone calls to various departments, national and international, to search for people with the ability to travel between dimensions. But like I told them, Meeran and Shaan were the only ones. They were also getting in touch with various research centers around the world to see if any researcher had or was on the verge of cracking interdimensional travel but no luck there either.Many of the civilian
The video had changed everything for Sikandar. The schoolmates who once looked at him with contempt now held admiration in their eyes as they watched him walk through the school corridor.‘Tsk, they don’t admire me, they admire my super rare and super powerful karamats,’ Sikandar scoffed, ‘I know I
Sikandar and Suleiman were having egg rolls prepared by Humaira at the rooftop, enjoying the warm sun and cool breeze with their lunch while also reading books on void. It was one of the secluded spots where very few students hung out. Right now, it was just the two of them and their egg rolls.“Hm
The next day, Sikandar and Suleiman were browsing books on void at the school library. They had enough time because the library opened an hour before the homeroom period.‘Very convenient.’
Sikandar was sitting on the roof, still trying to process what he had seen.“I’m inside a story.”He watched a small comet streaking through the evening sk
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