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The Oracle Paths

Have you ever wished you exactly knew how to accomplish your dreams? Not feeling the slightest doubt anymore? Being aware at any time how every choice, action and decision of yours affects your future? That's what happened to Jake Wilderth, a procrastinating young man without ambition. When a mysterious silver spaceship, popping out from nowhere, delivered to each Earthling a bracelet containing an AI introducing itself as the Oracle, their destiny changed. From a boring uneventful life Jake began to strive for greatness, treading his Path over the dead bodies of many. What a blessing it would have been if he was the only one profiting of such a gift! But when everyone became equal to face the future, he soon realized no gift comes for free.. Just a warning. Volume 1 sets the atmosphere in a Earth slowly degenerating into chaos and can be considered as a big prologue. It is slow and not as rewarding for the readers than mainstream stories on this website. If you can push through it will be worth it. For some real action you need to wait chap 27. =================================== Discord link: https://discord.gg/d8udP7Q

Arkinslize · Sci-fi
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1207 Chs

Slave Contract

For a few more seconds, the two mercenaries continued to struggle in vain to escape Jake's control, their leg and arm muscles twitching and contracting at regular intervals. After a long effort that left them in a sweaty state, they realized the truth. They couldn't move.

"What do you want from us? We haven't done anything wrong! "Lamine yelled, his lower jaw trembling from fury and humiliation. He had to raise his head to talk to his tormentor and it was extremely embarrassing.

"Not done anything wrong? "Jake slowly stared at the still unconscious young woman on Yerode's shoulder and then gazed again at the sniper in the eyes. "Are you fucking kidding me? "

"Puh! It's the truth. This woman belongs to us. Lamine signed a Slave Contract with her. " Yerode argued by spitting a big fat slob on the floor for good measure.

"A slave contract? "Jake repeated in an icy tone, increasing his mental pressure until he forced them to put their foreheads against the ground.