Many Minds Many Masters Novels & Stories

Our hair was fluffed and curled and set with shimmering spray. They led us into the banquet hall, the six of us plus a few others. The hall looked like it was straight out of a movie set. High ceiling. Stone floor. A long wooden table with pewter flagons and plates. 14 place settings, all along one side. There was space next to each chair, with one or more pillows on the floor. Our Masters awaited us, dressed in tuxedoes. We had been instructed to kneel on the pillow by our Master, which was complicated for me, having three. Master Tim was in the middle and he pulled his chair back so I could kneel in a sort of bubble, in the middle of the three. They all petted me and told me what a good gi

The offer was intoxicating. "I… need time to consider," I managed. Zac nodded, sliding a business card across the table. "Decide within three days. Remember, true geniuses aren't meant to be confined—they're meant to soar." I stepped out into the night, gazing at the full moon. My mind had already made up its decision. Three days later, I met Zac again and formally accepted his investment proposal. As we talked, I realized he was far more than an ordinary venture capitalist. In the tech world, he was a renowned "Midas Touch," having successfully backed multiple unicorns.

It was obvious that the other party was not simple. Almost everyone was a master of their own. What was more terrifying was that dozens of them were absolutely top-notch super masters. They were not inferior to the four great masters of Blackhill Enchantress and the others of Gai Luo City, and their numbers were far greater than the four great masters. Who were these people?

Jensen was so excited that he almost forgot about his principles. He had only two goals in life—to care for his sister and to grow stronger. Henry had significantly assisted him with those two. Jeffery arrived on time at 8 p.m. The two elderly men behind him appeared to be quite extraordinary. They were both masters of the Transformative Force. Grandmasters were extremely rare in the world. However, there were many masters of Transformative Force, even if most remained Pinnacle Masters of Transformative Force for the rest of their lives. However, Jeffery's ability to recruit two mid-stage masters of Transformative Force demonstrated his exceptional talent.

After the head butler gave a perfunctory answer, the host asked another question again. "Is there anything in particular that you find any similarities and differences between the three masters? Who among them stands out to you the most?" This question made everyone focus on the head butler. Javier just listened indifferently as if this question was not related to him at all. The head butler paused for a moment. He glanced at the camera. His solemn expression contained a hint of sincerity as he answered, "Of course there is. I served three masters and they are all different. The former head, Master Conrad is tough and resolute. While Master Colton is ruthless and cunning. On the other hand,

Khran community just wanted to loose their warriors obviously as nobody in their right flame of mind would consider fighting Master Damien. "Inform the warriors to start preparing for a war" Master Damien gave out his orders and the elders nodded. "Any other topic?" He queried peering at them and they started shifting in their seats. They do wanted to discuss an important matter with the master but no one knows how to go about it. They glanced at each other, using their eyes to communicate. "My Lord" one of the elder bowed as he stood up. Since no one wants to say out what they were all thinking, let him do so. Master Damien glanced at him raising his brows which made the elder gulp in littl

"I am fighting for your future." On the fiftieth step, as the shame of his defeat at the hands of the Altair Grandmasters echoed, he summoned the memory of the teachings of his five strange yet wise masters. He remembered Alesia's infectious laughter, Mireya's calming steadiness, and the respectful gaze from Kara. "I am no longer alone."

Most of which will be ignored by others or will refuse to believe even if they experience it themselves. "What is a Master?" A middle aged female voice asked. "A Master is a person who excels in a 'Gate Subject' better than those of the masses." A young male voice replied. "Correct." The female smiles faintly from behind her desk with a review paper in front of her. "How come the masses do not like the Impossibiliters?" The young boy asks as he rocked his chair onto its hind legs. "They are afraid that we will turn into 'Monsters' from the 'Other Side' since many can not survive if an 'Outbreak' were to occur again." She replies tilting her head to the side watching the young master's demean

Even the five grandmasters were trembling under their intense presence. With a triumphant shout from the 3,000 masters, the walls of the Hackle family's manor came crashing down in an explosive burst. The internal buildings crumbled and scattered in all directions. The Hackle family members were stricken with fear, and even the five grandmasters stood in shock. But the onslaught was not over yet. A new group of energies, even more powerful than the masters, approached. These were the grandmasters, and there were 800 of them! It was a terrifying sight to behold. The grandmasters stood at a distance, their gazes fixed upon the trembling Hackle family. Their presence alone was enough to stop he

A sharp pain shot around my face. "I won't codone that kind of behavior from you. You should address me properly as your master, am I clear?" He growled, his red eyes leering into mine. He looked at me in the most loothesome way as though I've done a terrible thing to him. But...What? Master? Masters are men who buys people and has them working for him, as servants or slaves. but he never bought me so he don't owe me right?