Personality Oblivion Novels & Stories

What she really wanted was. "Influence," she realized. "Money's just tokens. Real power shapes systems." "Philosophical evolution. Morgan will be pleased." But Morgan expressed concern rather than pleasure when Elena reported progress. "You're fragmenting. Multiple identities, simultaneous operations, no central purpose. Where's Elena in all these ghosts?" "Elena is all of them." "No. Elena is none of them. You've created so many masks, you've forgotten your face." The words stung because they held truth. PhantomByte, NightShade, her corporate consultant persona, each felt equally real and false. The broken omega who'd wanted only Theo back seemed like ancient history.

He paused for a few seconds, then continued in a deeper tone. "And now, I desire nothing in this world… but you." I watched him absentmindedly, captivated by those piercing eyes that always unnerve me. His gaze, his words… everything about him weakens me. Haven’t I told myself before to stay away from him? Then why not push him away now? Step back, Amara… step back. "Mr. Dorian, let’s try another task. I think I’m better at this one in a lighter body than yours."

“Think, Eve. Every time you use the door and change your decision, it also changes theirs. You’re playing with time and fate. And I’m telling you, it’s not Cory who I’m worried about. It’s you.” I am dying! I wanted to scream so that Moira would understand my desperation. “Listen to me, Eve. My sisters and I have control over things only when people listen and follow the signs. But like I said, humans have free will, and most of the time, they ignore the obvious. They refuse to follow the path we set for them. It’s not that history repeats itself, and it’s not about making the same mistake again. It's supposed to happen because it’s their fate.”

Milligan agreed. "For Langley's sake I'll go," said Sybil, "We'll leave Langley, shall we, ma'am?" Finally, my three personalities said goodbye one by one. "Click," Dr. Fareeda stopped the recording, reminding her that she still had another recording. "Those other personalities appear to take over your body because you're running away from trouble, while they're the ones dealing with it."

They could not bear their sister in such a condition. “Doctor, why is she behaving like she doesn’t know us?” Demir voiced out his thoughts. “We have observed a past trauma to her brain. It is a high probability that she remembers only her close people from a few years back. She can remember old things but it will take a lot of time.” Demir nodded and resolved to bring their sister back to them. Murat couldn’t help but cry. Demir thumped his back and reassured him that they would bring justice to his sister. Now it was up to fate whether it gave a chance to Sophia to see everything get better.

I knew exactly what kind of woman Lisa was and I had let this farce play out to the point where I fell victim. But at the end of the day, Lisa was not to blame. She had played her hand and it had worked on me. I had been seduced. I had cheated on my girlfriend. I might have been in a slightly more vulnerable state, but that was no excuse. I had sex with another woman and not just any woman, but Lisa, an ambitious slut who had nothing going for her but her hot body and filthy mind. My girlfriend was everything you could ask for in a woman, but Lisa Warden... she was a self-proclaimed sex object. A gorgeous face that just screamed pure sex, long firm legs, a hot round, juicy a*s, and a pair of

This was how it was theorized that the system had been existing for so long. The great and mysterious entity was called Promiscuity System' — officially. It was like a devil from dark fantasy stories, feeding on its hosts' evilness while letting them fulfill the desires of their heart. Its AIs always attached themselves to people that were only one inch away from breaking due to despair, hopelessness, fear, sadness, or anger. Then once these people did the wrong choice of accepting the system in their lives, it would lead them to a path of no return, accelerating the death of their morality and reason.... Until only insanity and a deep desire to destroy their lives and others' lives remain..

I whisper under my breath. Looking afar, I see "myself" mocking me. I can't lie. I know that peace is one thing I won't get in this lifetime. And seeing how the world is now, I'd rather be greedy for a house that has an unlimited food supply, a bed with fluffy pillows, and an everyday rain. Who am I kidding? I already have those. Well, except for the everyday rain, that is. "Diviana. If you would please permit me to ask, are you done having a moment with yourself?"

Still nothing. Rachel sighed as she rubbed her forehead. “Valerie, maybe we should—” The presence of Valerie remained oblivious to her existence. Her voice emerged as a deadly whisper when she leaned in close. Listen sweetheart. My capacity for engaging in gaming activities remains nonexistent. You must choose to speak now because otherwise I will ensure you lament ever entering this hospital. ” The girl tightened her jaw muscles while she turned her gaze elsewhere. Valerie released a subtle chuckle. The statement "Oh, you think you’re tough, huh?" becomes more complex and unnatural when rewritten as: "You perceive yourself as formidable, do you not?" Fine. A vast expanse of temporal opportu

I continued, ignoring him, “don’t show up at my place unannounced, ever again.” Orion tilted his head, feigning deep thought. “Mmm, that one might be hard. Spontaneity sells the lie. If people think I only see you on schedule, they’ll know it’s fake.” I blinked at him. “You actually thought this through?” “Of course I did,” he said smoothly. “If we’re going to convince people, we can’t half-ass it.” I hated that he had a point. My brain was too tired to argue, so I pushed on. “Rule number three, no personal questions. You don’t need to know my life story, and I don’t need yours.”