Psychic Parasite Novelas e Histórias

The parasite stared at him. The difference seemed small. Tiny. Almost meaningless. Yet the more it thought about it— The larger it became. Because one perspective created despair. The other created resilience. The parasite stepped backward. Unconsciously. Its confidence slipping. The darkness surrounding them fluctuated. The failed realities spinning around the void became unstable. Something was changing. Something dangerous. Not for Ethan. For the parasite. Suddenly a memory surfaced. Not Ethan's. The parasite's. An ancient world. Long forgotten. A civilization standing beneath dying stars.

I pointed at it and explained to the room, “That is a mind-link parasite. There used to be one inside me too, but Elias Rowan removed it for me. “Jane used a parasite like this to read my thoughts and steal all of my results. “Just now, I used the parasite-control technique Elias taught me to force the one inside her to reveal itself. “She never had any clairvoyant sight. She’s a fraud.” The moment people saw the insect she had coughed up, the room changed. “So this kind of sorcery is actually real? That’s terrifying.” “The sorcery isn’t the worst part. What’s terrifying is someone using it for their own gain. She stole another person’s work through dirty tricks. She needs to be investigated

🔥 Amelia POV The noise was getting louder by the second. It was already bad, but now it felt like it was crawling under my skin. Then— a scent. It drifted past my nose. Different. Not familiar. Sharp enough to pull something ugly out of me. My body reacted before I could think. That same urge. That same itch. I hate it. I tried to suppress it. I really did. But it kept rising. So I lifted my head. Slowly. And there he was. Scruny eyes. Looking straight at me.

" I snatched the scalpel and sliced open the old woman's abdomen. "I just care more about money. You, on the other hand, are a pure psychopath." The blade avoided the intestines and cut open the stomach. Holding my breath against the sour stench, I reached inside and searched. When I found something hard, I pulled it out, wiped it on my clothes, and tossed the blood-covered chip onto the hood. "Job complete. I'm taking the money." I grabbed the briefcase and turned to leave. "Mark." "What now?"

In the end, those things flowed out of the cuts on the patient’s feet. A black pool of blood gathered under him. In that blood were soft creatures that looked very similar to leeches. They looked really disgusting. “Are these the things that caused the patient to be unable to wake up?” Jacob understood what happened. In truth, the patient was not really possessed by an evil spirit but was infested by these unidentified creatures. It was just like how people would have parasites enter their bodies when they ate unclean raw food. Then, they would end up acting like they have dementia.

"A psycho is a psycho for a reason. There's must've been a trigger for that. He was once normal, you know?" "Hah, normal. I would love to see his "normal"." "I'm sure you will. I believe, if he likes you too, he'll change for you. To a "normal" again." "He will will he? Such a stubborn boy he is.." I tugged my legs in and remembered all the memories we has till this point. "Too bad...I CAN'T SEE HIM ANYMORE CAN I?" I suddenly regained my senses. "GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!" I yelled.

[ Bella's Point of View ] How do I even know what love is? I pulled my hair out of frustration because I'm literally overthinking about LOVE! Janice said it's up to me to discover what love is for me, but I can't! Maybe I'm not meant to feel it. After all, I'm still a psychopath. Apparently, I'm fifty percent psychopathic because I'm not as emotionless as before. Is there such a thing? Jameson has been on my mind day and night. I'm paranoid over something I shouldn't be worrying about.

It screamed at me and I just ignored it. "Parasitic Gun" I said that my gun appeared at the same time that whoever it hits will have a parasite in their brain and it will cause me to control them, but it is necessary to put the bullet in my brain, because if the body part is mine, it will only have the effect of a normal gun that will only cause wounds to the enemy...

I paused for a moment and stared at him and then it dawned in realization what he meant. "It's so unbelievable that a psychiatrist like you, who is meant to break psychotic patient's minds, is being broken in half by my simple mind game. How invigorating!" He exclaimed as he clapped his hands together. I was a fool for not seeing through his lies. There was only one person in the entire world, who could bring me down to my feet and break through my walls and that was Keith. "Anyways, my sex fantasies would be actualized on you, all i need you to understand is that you can take your time for now" He leaned closer, till I could feel his breath on my skin "I will find you."

And someone else had just checked out our card. "Who?" I demanded, my voice tight. "Entities for whom paradox is not a curiosity, but a fuel," she said. "Reality pirates. Psychic scavengers. They trade in unique conscious experiences, in impossible energies. The emotional resonance of your story… the power of the Composer…" Her eyes fell on Lina, who was now watching us with wide, curious eyes. "To them, she is not a child. She is a battery. A drug." The peace shattered. The beautiful, fragile world we had built crumbled around us in an instant.