Novel & Cerita Absolute Hypnosis In Another World Manhwa

"From the page to the soul." **[VIEWERS: 1,000]** **[VIEWERS: 100]** **[VIEWERS: 1]** The last person—a sleepy kid in a bedroom somewhere—clicked "Close." The world went black. --- ### The Absolute Quiet There was no sound. No hum of the simulation, no wind from the balcony, no heartbeat. I felt like I was floating in a sea of cold ink. I couldn't feel Rowan’s hand. I couldn't feel my own body. I was just a thought, a sentence that had been started but never finished.

There is no friction, no chafing, only this endless, liquid pleasure pouring into me. It’s a trance-fuck. A hypnosis of the flesh. "You are so open," Echo’s voice is inside my head now. "I can see everything. Your desires. Your fears. They’re all laid bare." "Yes," I whimper. "Take them." "Wave four. Deep breath, Mia." I inhale sharply. "Let go." The fourth climax is shattering. My vision goes white behind my eyelids. I’m shaking so hard the bed frame rattles. I’m completely undone, dissolved into a puddle of sweat and serotonin.

her voice sounds soft and seems to melt into my mind. “Yeah, okay,” I hear myself answer, but my consciousness is slipping away. “I love this part,” Lex yawns, “I wonder what we’re gonna find, Kas” “Hopefully answers, Lex.” I let myself fall back into the endless abyss of hypnosis, letting Lady Camille’s words lead me around until I’m standing in a hallway of an apartment building.

Don’t be weak, the bedazzled diva in my brain whispers frantically. “That’s okay.” His voice is a low, haunting growl. “I can show you. Come here.” For a moment, I can swear I’m hypnotized. My body, soul and mind is attuned to Bhyron’s every word. It’s like a magnetic pull. I’m trapped. “No. N-No…” His eyes are half shut, his voice is a p**n star’s dream; “I said come here, Amani.” My brain screams at me to break down that door and run as fast as I can away from this man, but my stupid feet shuffle towards Bhyron until I’m kneeling before him, between his thighs, completely at his mercy.

The world around me, already a distorted blur, begins to spin faster. My vision tightens, narrowing to a pinprick of existence. I barely even hear her voice anymore, just the insistent thrum of her magic inside my veins, a dark, rhythmic beat that matches my own frantic pulse. There’s nothing left. No anchor to reality. No name that can call me back. Just the hypnotic rhythm of her mouth, the pervasive pulse of her spell, consuming me, dissolving me. BOOM. The world explodes.

I wished to run but I couldn't even speak for I was choking on my own blood. Ezra might had shook from his hypnosis for he pulled away from me regarding me with furrowed brows for he was still in dilemma of what he had done. When his eyes encountered with mine, his eyes widened as he processed his doing. The hold he had over me loosened indistinctively whilst my limp body fell down. The direct hit added agonising sharpness to my already burning body. I couldn't process anything whist hearing loud voice of males. Their eyes broadened as they inspected me with a perceptible shock in their eyes.

It felt like they had been teleported to an endless domain of eternal darkness. They lost total control of their body. Their limbs were stiff and their mouths could not form any sort of speech. Freedy sneered in satisfaction when he saw that they had fallen into his spell as they began to sink into a deep slumber. "Listen to my command and kneel!" He ordered them in a hypnotic state. Crash! Crash! Hilda, Gasper and Nuella pitched forward and fell to the floor in a kneeling position as their bodies followed his orders unconsciously.

“I will never be yours!” “Silence, and come to me!” With a single command, the deity made my body move toward him. I tried to resist, but I couldn’t. “Now, kiss me!” I rose onto my toes, my lips inching closer to his. I tried to throw myself back, to fight it, but my body refused to obey. The moment his lips touched mine, a violent vision consumed me—a world engulfed in flames, countless species falling, wolves possessed, performing endless rituals with bodies hanging, bleeding dry. The man from my dreams was chained, a collar around his neck, naked, his flesh torn by the constant lashes of a whip. His cold, vacant eyes, shattered and lost, stared ahead at the god—at Nocturnus—and beside him

One night while they were lying on the bed, with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, he heard her whisper to his ears, "Imman, dear, I love you so much! I could have never wanted to live if not for you! The first time I saw you made my heart beat faster and was so ashamed for feeling it for you are married to my cousin. How I always long for you to notice me and when that time came...that night...I was so happy that after what had happened between us, I begin to imagine a life with you but it was never easy... for you never loved me...but I never gave up until I got pregnant with your child, my precious son! Slowly, you have fallen for me and now you are here with me - my beloved husba

The quiet, peaceful Gia I had seen in the mirror didn't wave goodbye; she shrieked, her face melting into a cluster of Indigo Worms that crawled back into the void of my mind. I didn't wake up in a blank horizon. I woke up Screaming. My lungs burned as if I’d been inhaling ash for a century. I felt the cold, jagged bite of Silver-Runed Shackles on my wrists and ankles, pinning me to a slab of sacrificial stone. The "169th Layer" hadn't been an evolution; it was a Psychic Lobotomy induced by the High Council’s Shadow-Coven. They had tried to drown my wolf in a sea of "Human Logic," trying to convince me I was nothing but a character in a script so I would stop fighting for my territory.