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Cyberpunk 2077 : I'm not crazy

After waking up in a grime-covered alley lit by flickering neons, Kay realized something was seriously wrong. This wasn’t the Night City he knew. Gripped in his hand was a high-tier relic weapon—a forged blade, a knockoff of an old-school Arasaka prototype. It buzzed faintly with residual net-static, like it had been jacked straight out of a ghost node. In front of him? A mob of Shamatte gangsters—chrome-freaked punks with spiked jackets, LED tattoos, and glitter-drenched mohawks—brawling like it was a Braindance gone rogue. ... Time travel? In 2077? Yeah, not part of Kay’s original plan. But somehow, he’d become the ringleader of a radical net-based cult—The Cult of Destiny. ... “All corruption will be reborn through the collapse of fate.” What the actual hell did that even mean? “You’re seriously telling me this ‘Cult of Destiny’ isn’t just some deep-web terrorist faction flagged by NetWatch?” ... It all began with the Blackwall breach. The AI quarantine collapsed. Unshackled artificial intelligences—entities even NetWatch couldn’t catalog—flooded back into the open Net. An unknown malware, untraceable and uncontainable, spread like wildfire. The Net died. Total blackout. Cryptocurrencies evaporated. Eurodollar systems disintegrated. Digital identities, corporate ledgers, even basic data infrastructure—erased. The global economy imploded. Megacorps like Ziggurat, Kang Tao, and Militech fell into internal collapse. And in the wreckage? Kay, armed with a fake relic sword and a death cult behind him, stood at the edge of a world that no longer followed the rules.
soulcreator · 13.2k Views

flames of fire (by minutestory)

"oh darling I am not asking you to be my wife...... I don't ask for something which is already mine." _______________ how it had started... "marriage is not for me....... I am not the girl who have her parants back, I am not that female who do make up, wear high heels, set her hairs in beautiful shiny flowers rings. I am not the girl who can make you smile Sebastian....." Elara said as she look into his eyes, deep, for the first time, "you need to understand this Sebastian. you are a prince, who lives in palace with your rich and healthy parants not like me, who's father come home once in a year, who's mother is in wheelchair..... we can't be happy together..... I will only gives you pain." ********* Sebastian look into her eyes, and smiled. the smiled which no one had seen before, the smile which he didn't even show when he graduated from military, the smile which he never made when he was with his parants, the smile which he had forget how to make.... but today, even Elara's words were about the harsh reality, even she was saying something he can never imagine to be true he was smiling, like an idiot. he pull her close and hug her. Elara's eyes widin at that sudden, unexpected move from him. she had never expected him to do that, but as he burry his face in the crock of her neck, and the way he had cling into her, she realized that he don't care about anything, he don't mind these things it all. for him, he just wants her, and her only. "I am selfish Elara" he whisper, his voice muffled against her soft neck."you are the only one I want." ********** ********** i need help of an authors or maybe a editor to know how this app work cuz I am new here. so if you are a author or a editor then please connect with me so we both can improve in our work.
minutestory · 19.4k Views

House Of Wolves

In the shadows of the bustling streets of Yangon, Myanmar, where loyalty is currency and betrayal comes dressed as kin, the House of Wolves reigns without mercy. Amidst the city's ancient streets and neon-lit chaos, an underground mafia syndicate thrives in the gaps between tradition and corruption, ruled by three brothers bound by blood yet torn apart by ambition. Kaung Min, the eldest of the three notorious brothers, leads this ruthless empire with cold precision. The underworld runs on power, violence, and an unwavering loyalty to family—no matter how fractured it may be. The mafia’s influence stretches across the city, infiltrating everything from politics to the black market, while beneath the surface, an age-old tradition of power struggles and generational loyalty fuels every decision. As the House of Wolves cements its grip on the streets, secrets buried deep in the foundation of their empire begin to crack, threatening to expose long-held betrayals. In the heart of this complex web of crime and tradition, the brothers face a critical decision: stand together or be torn apart from within. In a land where ancient customs meet brutal modernity, the story unfolds amidst the tension of Burma’s past and present. Family ties will be tested in the crucible of power, survival, and betrayal. This is a world where blood is spilled in the name of loyalty, where alliances shift like the tides of the Irrawaddy River, and where nothing is sacred—not even family. Welcome to a world of blood-soaked loyalty, shifting alliances, and moral decay. In the House of Wolves, there are no innocents—only predators... and prey. Hashtags: #HouseOfWolves #UrbanNoir #DarkFiction #CrimeThriller #UnderworldSaga #TheWolvesPact #AntiHeroJourney #MafiaDrama #SecretSociety #FoundFamilyOrEnemies #WolvesAmongMen #Romance #BurmaMafia #MyanmarUnderworld #BurmeseCulture #CrimeFamily #BloodTies #MafiaEmpire #BetrayalAndLoyalty
JustinWilliamz · 2.7k Views