Stellaris Mind Over Matter Novels & Stories

I scrolled further down the expansive catalog, skipping past the biological modification tabs to examine the various exotic consumables: > [Spiritual Skin-Nourishing Fruit — 500 IP] > [Divine Nut — 8,000 IP] > [Vitality Fruit — 1,000 IP] > I skipped past the physical enhancement section for now, shifting directly to the tab that interested me most—the realm of psychological warfare and strategic manipulation: [MIND CONTROL] My eyes lit up as I scanned the tactical menu, my pulse quickening at the sheer power arrayed before me: > [Persuasion Card — 500,000 IP] >

LUCIAN’s POV. My jaw tightened as I avoided his gaze. Dominick was about to go crazy and I could see it. The anger in his voice; the pain in his eyes. He wouldn’t mind ending me if you handed him a gun right now. But I couldn’t accept that fact, how could the moon goddess give me a human mate? Yes, I didn’t want a woman but then, how could Dominick be my mate? The same Dominick who didn’t like anything that stressed him out. How would I be able to cope with everything?

"Hey! No fair, using people as weapons!” Dorin frowned at the medic. “But in a real fight, isn’t this quite normal?” Mordecai replied with a smile. “The power over life is part of the 12 elements, and mind control, after all, is one of my skills.” ‘And these weak-willed men are nothing but weapons to us strong mages.’ Dorin stared at Mordecai whose lips still showed a tight smile. The medic was talking to him telepathically!

A piercing alarm echoed through the ICU as my sign of life dropped to zero. The moment my life ended, the System inside Ethan’s mind began screaming frantically. System: [Warning! Warning! The Female Protagonist has died!] [World self-destruction protocol activated! The twenty-four-hour countdown to total annihilation has begun.]

The war with the Neurovores had been a long one, and victory felt empty without a true sense of closure. “It is,” Bob said, offering a small nod. “But it’s not over. The Neurovores have a hive mind. Even with their bodies deteriorating, their knowledge is still accessible. They can pass it on telepathically. That’s how they’ve managed for centuries. But they still need... reinforcements.”

Elias continued. “I will remove mortal influence from the system. No more faith. No more unpredictable emotions.” Nova’s voice rose. “You can’t erase billions of minds!” “I don’t need to erase them,” he replied. “Only disconnect them.” Kieran’s fragments flickered violently. “If you do that, the system collapses.” “Yes.” “But under my control.” Nova suddenly understood. “You plan to rebuild it from the collapse.” “Exactly.” Her voice trembled with anger. “You’ll kill entire worlds.”

"Oh, she's one of Dad's mistresses. As expected of a scumbag like him… He has mistresses everywhere. However, Susan's already this old. Why does she still have such a strong libido? Earlier, she was practically begging Dad to plant a hickey on her body. Her neck is all bruised. "It turns out that Dad had a mommy complex, huh? Tsk, tsk! No wonder Dad favors her for so long. In the end, Susan even manages to rival Yvette despite her age. Nonetheless, men still prefer younger women. Both of them lost to Susan's daughter in the end," I mused. Mom dropped her fork again. Right on cue, Susan appeared and bent down to pick them up. Mom suddenly grabbed her by the collar and yanked her sweater down.

“That gives us zero room for error tonight. Don’t mess this up.” I stood up from the salon chair and crossed my arms. "I'm not going to mess this up." He stared at me, his eyes dropping to assess me for a second. [One mistake and Scars will snap her neck.] "He’d have to think about doing it first," I murmured, leaning in just enough so only he could hear. "And unlike you, I’ll see it coming. I’m not a liability, Hale." Lucas narrowed his eyes, catching on immediately. "Are you seriously reading my mind again?"

"The entire planet. They're not using the Sterling frequency. They're using a biological mesh. Sir, we can't find a gap to exploit. The network is... it's perfect." ​"It's a hive mind," Valerius spat, his face twisted in disgust. ​"No," the technician said, looking at a visualization of the data. "It’s not a hive. They aren't thinking the same thoughts. They're just... aware of each other. Every death, every birth, every heartbeat. We can't conquer a world that knows itself this well." ​The Exile fleet, caught in the atmospheric drag, began to drift. Their engines, built on the principle of the "Master Key" (the idea of one controlling the many), could not find purchase in a world where ever

A single line of jagged, bleeding text materialized in her mind, accompanied by a deafening mechanical screech that drowned out the crashing waves. [SYSTEM REBOOT INITIATED.] [Warning: Emergency neural restart requires absolute biological sacrifice.] [To reactivate master architecture and deploy lethal countermeasures, Host must surrender fifty percent of remaining cardiac function.] [Do you accept the Blood Covenant?]