Novel & Cerita World Domination System

World domination. Dr. Jherusalem Colleti. UVirus. A parasite that is designed to do and follow all of his commands and demands, as a part of his world domination project. Silence fell on us. The lobby, despite its air-conditioned and isolated space with no windows at all, just a huge space, seems to be suffocating. Air leaves my lungs as those words left his mouth, and I find it hard to breathe. The crowd we made is not helping, and the collar of my pink long-sleeved only suffocates me more.

Third person's P.O.V 2350 A.D The vast blue ocean stretched all over the horizon, coloring the world of the mid realm with its serenity and peace. The scene was truly breathtaking as it was the God's fine work and artistry that made the world of Meniscus happen. Meniscus, the only place; an object made of earth and air and fire and water, twice the sizes of the cooling moons, has sustained the growing life that the God of Man has successfully conjured.

Last but not the least the [FARMERS]. Although everything can be done by Feng Shaotian with the help of the system as almost all the work were easy and magically done. It's still not bad having these things, as they are good and so he couldn't just put a blind eye on it. All of these people that was hired will be given authority inside the Mini World but that authority given depends on the owner. So Feng Shaotian can give them tasks and authority whatever he likes. 'This is totally awesome, does this Divine Farming System want me to become a lazy farmer and live peacefully?' he couldn't help but thought.

"Cultivation techniques? Are there Grandmasters and deities in this world?" "Yes, that is correct." My mind raced with disbelief; the world held secrets I had never fathomed. The revelation of a supernatural system and the promise of becoming the strongest in the universe opened up a realm of possibilities I couldn't have imagined.

“Believe it or not… yes.” The rain hammered harder now, drumming against the metal roof like a thousand ticking clocks. “But time is gone,” Vaughn whispered. “Phase Two begins tonight.” Damian looked at Mia. “We stopped Zurich. We shut down the hub.” Vaughn’s smile was thin. “You shut down a building. Not the core. The Dominion exists across millions of microservers distributed globally. The hubs were only stabilizers.” Mia blinked. “Meaning?” Vaughn turned to her.

"So, he's the big bad wolf." James nodded. "And there's more. Project Nexus it's not just a power grab. It's a failsafe. If their control is threatened, they'll collapse entire systems to maintain dominance. Banking, communications, transportation... everything." Sophia's stomach turned. "They'd destroy the world just to keep their grip on it?" James's eyes were grim. "It's not destruction to them. It's control. Rebuilding the world in their image." As they processed the gravity of the situation, a sharp crack echoed through the woods.

Kael’s presence flared faintly through the system link, distant but alert. Auren stepped closer to Aria. “What do they want?” The answer came from the sky. We propose a constraint. Aria’s expression hardened. “Define.” Your system remains autonomous. However, expansion beyond current boundary will trigger reassessment. Auren frowned. “Expansion how?” Images formed in the air—humanity spreading off-world, systems extending into neighboring dimensions, influence radiating outward. Growth. Civilization at cosmic scale. “They’re drawing a line,” he realized. “We stay local.”

He was quiet for a long time. Then... “Three territories fell last year,” he said finally. She blinked. “Fell how?” “Population spikes. Power hoarding. One Alpha decided he could dominate neighboring packs indefinitely.” “And?” “The Axis corrected it.” Her stomach twisted. “Reset,” she whispered. He nodded once. “It doesn’t negotiate. It doesn’t care about feelings. It calculates.” She studied him. “You think I’ll fail.” “I think,” he said slowly, finally looking at her, “that the world doesn’t change because someone wants it to.”

"The children are the final stage. Your boy. My girl. And the Ryder child." "The conflict has to be real," my father said. He lit a cigar. The smoke curled toward the lens. "If they think they’re being forced, they’ll rebel. But if we give them a war? If we make them fight for the throne? They’ll take it. And they’ll never realize they’re following the script." "The New World Order," the other man agreed. "Human efficiency. Werewolf durability. Merged into a single, global management system. We’ll be long gone by the time the harvest is ready."

I asked, losing no time. Kane leaned back in his chair, his expression dark. “It’s the endgame. Dominion isn’t pretty much cash or energy —it’s approximately control. The community you’ve uncovered has been constructing in the direction of this for decades. Dominion is their plan to consolidate everything— economic systems, governments, even media— below their control.” Vanessa frowned. “How?” “By destabilizing the modern systems,” Kane explained. “Leaked scandals, synthetic crises, strategic assassinations. Once the arena is in chaos, they’ll step in because the saviors—with all of the energy centralized in their hands.”