Fictional Elements の小説・ストーリー

Confused but felt something at the same time. Your output, it's-- "Fiction, a work of imagination. An exaggeration of reality sometimes opposite to it. It's like playing with reality trying to make it more ideal and dream-like. " After that, Craig take his seat and continue writing in his notea leaving everyone more confused and dumbfounded.

Amy questioned, “Nevermind uh, she said, ‘I just got the same message a day earlier, and it seemed as strange as this. But it was by a girl who was named Layla Bergin and I chatted first because I saw her article about another girl who can control water. She said in the last sentence that she has the same problem as her so I contacted her and asked about it. She said that there are five elements and there are fire, water, wind, teleportation and dreams. She said she has the element of dream while the girl on her article has the element of water, she also mentioned that there were twins that noticed the article earlier than I did and they can control fire, so that means there are now six elem

Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fantasy fiction. All names, characters, businesses, events, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. As a writer, I believe in the power of storytelling to create worlds that allow readers to escape reality and explore their imaginations. Each character and event in this story has been crafted with care, and I hope they resonate with you as much as they do with me.

THE WORLD OF "FORBIDDEN MATE" Someone once asked me about the world setting of the story since they saw elements of modern and mediaeval worlds in the story. This is your answer, dear: In Story 1, the setting and world are a blend of supernatural elements and modern-day life. The narrative features caves and packs, which are key components of the werewolf culture. These caves serve as communal spaces and dens for rebel groups, where they hold meetings, make important decisions, and discuss their strategies. The packs, as you already know, represent a strong sense of community and hierarchy.

He asked, eyeing Wan meaningfully. “All of them are from The Unknown, I'm afraid.” Now Malikul understood why they were overly familiar with The Unknown’s rules. The inconsistent rules and self-centeredness were part of The Unknown’s rules, after all. “But some of the power isn’t available in the real world. It’s purely fictional.” “Like?” Wan looked up, his mind was working hard to remember one example. “I think… summoning death is just a fictional character I created just to fill in the slot.”

I as a writer and author of this book like to extend to my readers that any events or scenes that indicate here are free from any discrepancies and no one has been involved in the stories which can lead our government authority to create suspicious against anybody because the story is fictional and not base nor rooted in real life story od any individual. The conflicts twist and turns and cliffhangers are rooted in the creative imagination of the writer, not to destroy anyone but to remind, teach and lead my readers to the right path away from further unresolved conflicts in real-life situations.

All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. All the story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. Most of the concept about Heaven and Hell are based on Buddhism and Christianity. The genre of the story is fantasty romance so there will mentions of supernatural creatures and magic. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. All rights reserved San 2045

It is then I notice the hum. A faint, mechanical sound somewhere beneath the floor. A rhythmic pulse that echoes like a heartbeat that isn't mine. I press a hand to the wall...it won't budge. It isn't just solid. It is fortified. Lab-level reinforced, like something used to contain unstable rogue wolves and their element. Then it hit me. The stories. Whispers I heard as a child. Places that don't exist on the map. Where rare elementals are taken, dissected, repurposed. Not killed. Not enslaved.

If you didn’t like this story or concept, then pardon me in advance. One more thing, this story is fictional and based on my concept. So if ever you feel any scene is like any other story, then it will be a coincidence, nothing else. I will try my best not to give any similar scene/plot which you have read before in any other stories. This story is not having any relation with any character in actual life. All the characters and their names are fictional. The places will also be fictitious, i.e., the specific area or the directions because I know nothing about the places/areas.