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Threads of the Soul

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. [Assessment Complete. Activating Mutagen, Please Standby….] 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. 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? ----------------------------------------------------- Hello there, this book came after reading many of the others on here. I found that there were many things I wished they explored or genres that had more entries in them. So instead of waiting for them to be made, I decided to do it myself and free my trapped creativity. I hope you enjoy it. This is currently being written in the free time I have beside a job with a tricky schedule. I am trying to keep to a schedule of doing 4 - 5 chapters a week at minimum but will do more if i can. To make up for it I will try making the chapters between 1200 - 1400 words on average, to give you a little more to read, again sometimes even more. I hope one day I will be able to work on this more and deliver more chapters and future novels. Warnings for graphic descriptions of death and injury. There will be bloodshed. You have been warned.

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The main character can’t die, can they?

Every living being has a soul.

A few weeks ago, this was still a contested issue, with many believing it to be a fact, while others were waiting for an irrefutable truth on what made life so special.

Yet now that the world was in turmoil, with people dying left and right from all manner of horrific creatures, such an issue seemed ridiculous to debate.

Not just because, now, being alive was nothing special and instead you were just food for something else. With humanity no longer at the top of the food chain, the time for relaxed debates over philosophy or fashion hadn't yet arrived until it could secure its place once more. It was also because this thing which had been impossible to prove, was now as clear as day.

Spiritual beings formed purely of soul energy, ethereal strings that could control objects. These were the new normal, and with this normality came an uncomfortable truth: souls could be wielded, consumed, burned… and destroyed.