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HandsomeKimDokja

HandsomeKimDokja

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"I don't know where the story will take me. However... I'm sure that the place I want to go is the final chapter." Plot Armor Agency Server : https://discord.gg/bZJ5v6jA8B

2024-09-13 JoinedPakistan
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The Mariner's Codex: The Second Attempt

The discovery of the Mariner’s Codex—an indestructible, 12,000-year-old crystalline manuscript found in a non-Euclidean chamber beneath the Atlantic—shatters the line between history and cosmic truth. For skeptical historian Lia Vance and brilliant physicist Marcus Chen, the ancient text is a beacon. It transmits frequencies that wake dormant evolutionary consciousness, selecting them and six other students (The Seven Frequencies) for an irreversible transformation. But studying the forbidden knowledge attracts the things that guard the boundaries of reality: the hostile Daemons (beings of smokeless fire) and the personalized, psychological torment of the Doppelgangers. When their professor vanishes, the Seven are forced into the university’s hidden catacombs, realizing the "invasion" is a devastating Exodus. 34,000 refugees from a collapsing parallel dimension are seeking asylum, fleeing a terrifying cosmic entity known as The Consumption—a conscious impulse that dissolves dimensions into formless rest. The stakes are absolute: Lia and the Seven must risk their minds and identities to merge consciousness with the refugees, pioneering the Hybrid Awareness that will create a new human species. They have eight days to make the civilization-defining choice between mercy and caution, knowing their compassion could save 34,000 souls... or doom their own world to consumption. The Second Attempt has begun. Success means irreversible evolution. Failure means universal dissolution.

HandsomeKimDokja · Sci-fi
95 Chs

The First Vampire Beast Tamer

Do you ever imagine there's another world running right beside ours? . . . “Why don’t we put this in?" A woman speaks, her voice smooth, almost affectionate. “Nah, that’s too overpowered. Let’s add something different. Something… darker.” Then, a man’s voice interrupts, firm and unyielding. “Hey! Why don’t we make him a vampire?” The woman’s voice perks up, excited. A chill goes through me. Make what! vampire? Who! Me?! What—what are they talking about? The man lets out a skeptical grunt. “A vampire? Sure, that’s interesting, but it's too OP. Let's add something to balance it.” “Okay, okay,” she says, her tone still light, as though designing some casual new toy. “But let’s change the species—no blood-sucking from humans. It’s been done to death, too cliché right?” Blood-sucking? Humans? My mind spins. Are they actually talking about turning me into… some kind of creature? “Well,” the man chuckles, “there’s plenty else he could prey on in this world, isn’t there? We’ll give him something else to feed on.” The voices continue, completely oblivious to my horror. I lie helpless, only able to listen as they throw around options, shaping me, deciding my fate. My heart—if I even have one—pounds in the emptiness. I can’t see, move, or speak. But in their hands, I’m becoming something, one twisted decision at a time.

HandsomeKimDokja · Fantasy
34 Chs

Plot Armor Agency

"Alright, listen up, you ungrateful peasant readers. Yeah, you, sitting there, thinking you know better than me about my story. Just because I threw in a little—just a little—plot armor, everyone loses their minds. Like, come on, you dumbshit! It's my novel. If I want my characters to survive an apocalypse by tripping over a conveniently placed banana peel, then so be it. Go ahead, call it lazy writing. Call it bullshit. But I know you love it. You can’t get enough of my endless, godlike creativity. And don’t you dare pretend otherwise." That was what I just typed in a fit of rage before pressing enter and sending it out as an announcement. They will rage, I knew. They will be infuriated, obviously. But I was living for that. However, then… this one weird comment pops up, it says, “Wanna change the storyline of billions of novels with your plot armor?” "Great, another joker." But whatever. I’m intrigued. So I click. And, holy hell, my computer screen goes haywire, flashing like a rave in a mental asylum. A shadowy figure appears, all mysterious and ominous, like it's ripped straight out of one of my more “experimental” chapters. And before I can blink, it says, “Welcome to the Plot Armor Agency. Your services are required. Your task: Rewrite reality.” Plot Armor Agency Server : https://discord.gg/bZJ5v6jA8B Also on RoyalRoad.

HandsomeKimDokja · Fantasy
99 Chs