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His father could not contain the serenity of the place that he started to tell stories about his incarceration which he had been essaying to his son repeatedly, but always solicited a smile from his loving son. "You would not believe how strange some people are my son." he started his story. "I've met some who have been accused of murder but claimed their innocence and some of them admitted to their crimes but felt not a bit of remorse. Imman, do you think that the guilty individuals could still be given a chance at life again, I mean, that despite their crimes, they would still be forgiven and after serving time, they will be given a chance again to mingle with the society that puts them in

Chapter 7 The night air felt heavier than usual, thick with a strange tension that no one could quite explain. After the Shadow Council’s threatening message, the team knew they had little time before the next attack. Clara barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the burning village, her grandmother’s face, the looming shadows… and now the message echoing in her mind: “The bloodline will fall.” Morning light spilt into Mike’s apartment as the team regrouped, exhaustion etched into each of their faces. Mike stood in front of a large holographic map of the city, pointing at glowing red indicators.

‘And then, there’s the unpleasant side of this place. Rey could see beggars all around the marketplace. Kids, adults—poverty did not discriminate here. It reminded him of his own world. ‘I guess even fantasy worlds have stuff like this too…’ It was heartbreaking to see the dirty beggars, with their desperate eyes and scrawny bodies, searching for scraps. They made sure to stay in the shadows, considering the Capital’s policies on vagrants and beggars. ‘Life is harsh wherever you go.’ Rey sighed, deciding to ignore them.

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Content Warning: This chapter contains themes with institutional abuse, psychological manipulation, and implied violence. Reader discretion advised. The dormitory lights clicked off at eleven and I lay in the dark counting every breath like it might be the last one that still belonged to me. The key was warm in my palm. I kept running my thumb across the letters scratched into the metal and trying to decide what they meant now. T-O-B-Y. Either the most real thing in this place or the most carefully constructed lie I had ever been handed.

A shockwave passed through the darkness. Liana was thrown backward. She landed on something solid. She looked down. There was no ground. Instead, she was standing on a massive mirror. Beneath the glass was an endless sea of worlds. Millions. Billions. Perhaps more. Some were beautiful. Some were broken. Some had never been born. Others existed for only a single moment before disappearing. Liana slowly stood. "What is this?" The voice answered. "The consequence." The mirror beneath her cracked. Liana looked around.

“They cannot all enter normal realities.” Eva's voice came through. “Agreed.” Elena turned. Eva continued: “Not because they aren't people.” “Because many share bodies, legal identities, homes, families, histories.” Mara nodded. “Manifesting everyone into origin realities would recreate identity convergence.” Noah's voice followed. “I can make places.” Elena immediately said: “Not alone.” “I know.” The Many responded from their domain. WE CAN EXPAND VOLUNTARILY. Mira:

I was the biological daughter of the Moretti family, stolen and deliberately switched at birth. When they finally brought me home, everyone believed I had come for their money and power. No one said it more often than Bianca, the daughter they had raised in my place. She said poor people knew better than anyone how to look helpless, and how to trick the rich out of everything they owned. For three years, I tried to prove her wrong. I kept the surname Vale. I stayed away from Moretti Holdings. I refused every expensive gift they offered me. Then my father announced that the family was facing a liquidity crisis. Several core accounts had been frozen, and three of their transport routes had bee

They all hear my thoughts? "Yes" they say in unison. “Just Roman, Sebastian and I though," Catherine adds. “We are lycans. We can hear anyone's thoughts from a close range though." She shrugs. Yes, lycans are the highest ranking werewolves with super abilities. Damn! “Let's play a game!" Roman suggests beside his mate, causing Catherine's eyes to sparkle with excitement. "Yes, let's play a game of tag!" she exclaims, grinning like a child.

I was in awe of it. " What is he doing?" " He does that sometimes. He goes into the beyond realm," Aery's voice dropped. I gaped at that. The Beyond was a world inhabited by supernatural spirits. It was filled with dazzling creatures of all kinds. That is where our counterparts are before they join us on our sixteenth birthdays. The beyond consisted of good and evil. Heaven and hell. Light and darkness.