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Threads of the Soul

[Assessment Complete. Activating Mutagen, Please Standby….] A normal day is suddenly turned on its head when a single voice utters those fateful words into the minds of every single soul on the planet. It was after those words that every single man, woman and child was granted the opportunity to gain fantastical abilities in the name of evolution. Not even the plants or animals were spared by the words of this mysterious voice. Yet not everyone got what they hoped for. Some developed no powers at all, their bodies not yet ready for the process. Others, were simply too frail to handle it. Mutating into horrific creatures, nightmares made real. Seth Quinn, a slightly below average IT worker, developed a unique ability. The Puppeteers Threads. The ability to turn inanimate objects into his obedient puppets. Will he and those he loves survive in this hellish new world? Will his new ability lead him to a life of greatness he always dreamed of? Could he become a Master of Puppets? ----------------------------------------------------- A book about an apocalyptic world and the powers that have risen within. Following the unique blend of necromantic and Summoning abilities, with a twist that offers many more opportunities. Warnings for graphic descriptions of death and injury. There will be bloodshed. You have been warned.

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There are no strings on me

A fuzzy ball of wiry, brown fur stuck its head through the entrance of the oddly shaped cave, taking in the sight of the enigmatic structure. It reminded the creature of the little cage it used to live in when it was nothing more than an adorable little guinea pig.

However it was no longer the cutesy little 'pet' it had once been, useless and confined within a cage. No longer did it have to amuse itself with a wheel, or be confined within the dreaded orb. Now the world would be its wheel! It had become a truly mighty beast it deserved to be, and it was ready to assert itself into this new world as the ultimate Apex predator. For what was superior to the guinea pig?

It was now over a metre and a half long, a stocky build with muscles that rippled with hidden power every time it moved. It had a large hump on its back, which meant that it stood just under a metre tall.