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Leena Mustafa
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The Awakening Of The Last Knight.

The Awakening Of The Last Knight.

In an alternative universe wars are taking place between humans and ghouls. A thousand years ago, humans built a siege to keep the ghouls trapped inside and stop them from attacking human villages. Fifty years ago, the siege cracked, and ghouls flooded the human world, destroying many cities. They disguise themselves as humans or animals when they infiltrate cities. Then, they reveal their true forms, attack, and burn everything to the ground. Scientists built a barrier system to keep ghouls out, and governments trained warriors to use high-tech devices to fight them. The strongest group of warriors, who fought bravely for the last decade, are called the Knights of Askalan. They fought the battle that took place ten years ago, protecting their city from ghouls, and are now the heroes and protectors of the city. Ali is a 21-year-old fresh graduate. On the day of his graduation, he was having fun with his friends and taking pictures during the ceremony when ghouls attacked from the sea. Somehow they broke the barrier. His friends were killed while trying to escape. He went to check on his family, but two of his brothers had been killed while defending his mother and younger sister, and his father was injured. He tried to get them to safety amid the chaos, but they were trapped. So, he decided to sacrifice himself, leading the ghouls away from his family. The ghouls surrounded him and attacked one by one. Just as he thought he was finished, a system screen appeared, giving him a choice: start over the day with new armor or carry on and die.
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Chapter: Chapter 208, Truth revealed.
The first thing Ali woke up to was his mother asking him about Haneen and whether he had liked the girl. He told her that she was a nice and smart girl, Mashallah. His mother's face light up, she said with a happy grin, "Excellent! Then just give me a date when you're not busy and we can go again with your father and your uncles to formally ask for her hand." Ali was shocked by his mother’s eagerness , "Wait a minute, why the sudden rush? Are you really going to marry me off to her just like that?" His mother raises an eyebrow, "That’s how our traditions are. I was younger than you when I married your father—I barely saw him once or twice before we got married." Ali protested "That doesn’t work for me. We need to get to know each other properly first." She responded, "No problem, you’ll get to know each other during the engagement. We’ll let you have a proper engagement period—you’ll exchange rings, go out, and spend time together. If you don’t click, then you can call it off.
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Chapter 207, Dabab's sworn vengeance.
When they were young, Haneen's older brother, Hatem, always walked her home from school. At fourteen, he was protective of his ten-year-old sister, holding her hand when the path grew rough, carrying her backpack when it grew heavy, and sometimes when she really pouted—giving her a piggyback ride. Their home lay two kilometers away from the school, nestled in a rural stretch of land where the winding trail cut through valleys, farmland, and sprawling olive groves. Sometimes, to save time, they'd take shortcuts through the fields.One afternoon, the sun burned mercilessly overhead as they trudged home. Haneen, sweat trickling down her temples, dragged her feet and whined, "Hatem, my legs hurt. Carry me!"He smirked, ruffling her hair. "You're too big for that now. Come on, keep up!""But it's hot!" she groaned, pouting."Then we'll run. The last one home will do the dishes." With a laugh, he took off ahead, kicking up dust as he sprinted down the path.Haneen huffed, stomping after him
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Chapter 206, Traditional Date.
Ali was wearing a grey suit and had a bouquet of colorful flowers with him as he walked with his mother to her friend's house. When they arrived, Umm Hatem welcomed them warmly at the door."Come in, come in!" Umm Hatem said, ushering them inside. "It's been too long since we've seen each other."Umm Hatem and Ali's mother settled into comfortable chairs and began catching up. "How have you been?" Ali's mother asked. "Life has been keeping us so busy I hardly have time to visit anymore.""Alhamdulillah, we're doing well," Umm Hatem replied. "But you're right - we need to make more time for these visits."After about fifteen minutes of conversation, Umm Hatem suddenly remembered her daughter. "Oh! Where are my manners? Let me call Haneen to join us." She called out, "Haneen, habibti, come meet our guests!"Haneen entered the room, clearly shy and embarrassed. She quietly served them juice before sitting down. "This is my daughter Haneen," Umm Hatem said proudly.At first, Haneen avoide
Last Updated: 2025-08-13
Chapter: Chapter 205, Perfect Match.
Ali sat hunched over his laptop, frustration tightening his grip on the mouse as he scrolled through the dark web. He had spent days contacting hackers, but each one demanded unreasonably high fees upfront, refusing to share any useful information without payment. Sighing, he leaned back and rubbed his tired eyes. This wasn’t working. After several fruitless days, he went to the Knights’ headquarters and found Hazim. The older man looked up from his desk as Ali entered. "You look exhausted," Hazim remarked, studying Ali’s weary expression. "I’ve been studying alone for days," Ali admitted, dropping into a chair. "I couldn’t find anyone to help me." Hazim frowned. "No luck with the hackers?" Ali shook his head. "They all want money first. I don’t trust any of them." He hesitated before continuing. "There’s a method I’ve been thinking of trying, but I need to run a simulation first before attempting it on the airport system. The problem is, building a simulation program requir
Last Updated: 2025-08-13
Chapter: Chapter 204, Brothers In Code.
Ghassan called Harith and told him to come to his house, then immediately hang up. When Harith arrived at Ghassan's house, he found Ghassan alone. Ghassan explained that his wife and daughters weren't home, so he took the opportunity since he didn’t want anyone, not even his family, to know what they were doing. Harith sat down and asked what happened. Ghassan told him, "I tried to get into the control room to check the camera feeds, but every room is covered—there’s not a single angle without cameras. Unfortunately, there’s no way I can help you. Keep the money you gave me; I can’t do this." Harith didn't seem bothered and replied, "I already knew I couldn’t rely on you. No problem, I’ll just ask someone else and pay them more than I paid you." Ghassan stopped him and said, "What you’re doing is reckless and insane!" Harith responds, "Thanks for your concern. Please forget everything that happened between us and everything we discussed." He left Ghassan and went to Hazi
Last Updated: 2025-08-12
Chapter: Chapter 203, Domestic Issues.
Harith pushed open the front door of his house, as soon as he entered he noticed his wife. She stood in the hallway, arms crossed, her expression tight with frustration. "You’ve been coming home so late lately," she said, her voice sharp. "I thought once you retired, you’d finally stay home with your family and help me raise the kids. But instead, you found some 'Knights' group to volunteer with, and now you’re gone all day. I don’t even know where you go!" Harith exhaled, irritation flickering in his eyes. "Mashallah, as soon as your husband steps into the house, you start nagging and complaining, then act surprised when he doesn’t want to come home." His wife’s face flushed with anger. "Nagging? Is that what you call it when I ask you to be a father to your children?" Their voices rose, sharp words flying back and forth until, in a final burst of fury, she shoved him toward the door. "Get out!" Harith stumbled onto the doorstep, the door slamming shut behind him. With nowh
Last Updated: 2025-08-12
A Chance To Rise

A Chance To Rise

Zaid got accepted into a prestigious institution. On his first day at school, he was bullied by the popular boys for being poor and a low-rank. Frustrated and angry, he went to his dorm room. Then, he talked to his mother and told her everything was alright so she wouldn't worry about him. His mother worked two jobs to support him, and he didn't want to upset her. Suddenly, he received a message from an unknown number labeled 'The System.' When he read it, the message offered him a chance to earn money by completing tasks.
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Chapter: Chapter 14, The Fight.
After reading the message, Zaid tried hard to forget it. He tried hard to forget the amount and not think about what he could do with the money, but he failed. After many attempts to distract himself throughout the day and avoid thinking about it, he eventually found himself browsing an online store, looking at prices for women's watches to buy his mother a new one to replace the one he had accidentally broken two years ago. She still hadn't gotten a replacement, and he hadn't been able to fix the old one.His last desperate attempt was to immerse himself in Karam and Faris's conversation about sports cars, debating with them about which model was best as if he were an expert. Bassam was even shocked and almost believed Zaid actually knew a lot about the subject.By the end of the day, Zaid surrendered and admitted the reality: he had turned into a very materialistic person, maybe even a money-hungry dog. To ease his guilt, he convinced himself that the reason was the bad economic sit
Last Updated: 2025-08-13
Chapter: Chapter 13, The New Hobby.
Zaid was leaving his math class when he spotted Ayman on the phone, laughing loudly. "He must be talking to that sneaky girlfriend of his," Zaid thought.As soon as Ayman ended the call, he immediately dialed another number—his parents. Zaid lingered close enough to eavesdrop."Baba, I need you to send more money to my Visa card," Ayman said, his tone casual, as if asking for pocket change. "Just a little extra this time."Zaid's eyes widened. The amount Ayman was requesting was absurd—no school student would ask for that much, not even a spoiled rich kid.On the other end, his father must have refused, because Ayman's voice sharpened. "No, listen! it's completely reasonable! I'm working on charity projects to boost my GPA. Volunteer points, remember? I just need a small budget to get started."Zaid raised his eyebrows. Charity projects? Since when did Ayman care about that? The lies were so bold, he almost admired the audacity.After a few minutes of back-and-forth, Ayman's voice su
Last Updated: 2025-08-13
Chapter: Chapter 12, The Rich Fool.
Zaid kept a safe distance as Ayman reached an abandoned lot near the edge of the district. The air smelled of concrete and cigarette smoke. A lone streetlight flickered overhead, casting long shadows. A man stepped out from behind a rusted shipping container, tall, with a scar running down his cheek. His cold eyes scanned the area before settling on Ayman. "Abo Marzoq," Ayman said, his voice uncharacteristically tense. The man, Abo Marzoq, nodded. They spoke in hushed tones, their words swallowed by the distant hum of traffic. Zaid strained to listen, but all he caught were fragments, something about "next shipment" and "no mistakes this time." Then, Ayman reached into his bag and handed over the thick envelope. Abo Marzoq weighed it in his hand before tucking it inside his jacket. Without another word, he turned and vanished into the maze of alleyways. Ayman exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. For a moment, he just stood there, staring at the ground. Then, as
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 11, Suspicious Meeting.
The next day, Zaid sat in art class, his mind still heavy with thoughts of his mother and the task looming over him. Across the table, Bassam was carefully layering watercolors onto his paper, creating a breathtaking landscape, rolling green hills, a soft sunset bleeding into a lavender sky, and delicate strokes suggesting a distant forest. The art teacher.paused behind Bassam’s chair, her eyes widening. "This is exceptional, Bassam," he said, genuine admiration in his voice. "The way you blend the colors, it’s almost lifelike." Bassam grinned "It’s all about the layers," he explained, turning to Zaid. "You start with light washes, let them dry, then build up the shadows. Watercolor is patience, you know?" Zaid nodded, pretending to understand. "Yeah, layers. Got it." The teacher moved to Zaid’s side, peering down at his half-finished sketch, a clumsy attempt at a tree, the lines shaky, the shading uneven. His lips pursed. "Zaid," he said gently, though his tone carried a hi
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 10, A Son's Choice.
The afternoon sun sent a warm glow through the small kitchen window as Zaid's mother unwrapped the gift he had brought her. Her fingers brushed against the soft red fabric of the scarf, her eyes lighting up with surprise and warmth. "Oh, Zaid," she murmured, draping it around her shoulders. "It's beautiful. But where did you get the money for this?" Zaid shifted slightly, avoiding her gaze. "I Just... saved up from my allowance," he lied. His mother sighed, shaking her head. "You didn't have to get me anything, habibi. I want you to use that money for yourself. Don't worry about me." "But I want to," Zaid insisted, his voice firm. "You do everything for me. This is nothing compared to that." His mother smiled, cupping his face in her hands. "Just seeing you happy is enough for me." She then turned back to the stove, where the rich, spiced aroma of Maqloba filled the air, layers of rice, tender chicken, and golden fried eggplant and vegetables, all cooked to perfection. Zai
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Chapter 9, The Unexpected Visit.
The weekend sun hung high in the sky as Zaid walked through the familiar streets toward his mother's apartment, a small gift bag swinging from his fingers. He had used some of the money from his completed tasks to buy her something nice, a small token of appreciation for everything she had done for him. His heart swelled at the thought of surprising her.But as he turned the corner onto her street, his steps faltered.There, standing near the entrance of the apartment building, was his father, a man he hadn't seen in years. Beside him stood a woman Zaid didn't recognize, her arm linked with his father's in a way that made his stomach twist.Zaid ducked behind a nearby wall, his pulse quickening. He didn't understand what was happening, but he needed to know.The woman's voice carried softly through the air. "Are you sure this is the right place, dear?"Zaid's breath caught. Dear?His father nodded, his expression unreadable. "This is it."They approached the door to his mother's apart
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Leveling up in Dystopia

Leveling up in Dystopia

Shihab is an average guy who dropped out of high school after his father left his family. He did so to support his younger siblings and his sick mother. One day, after his boss forced him to work extra hours, he was attacked by zombies. He escaped from the factory and jumped from roof to roof to survive, but he eventually fell and broke his leg. Surrounded by zombies and desperate, he made a last wish: to survive and reunite with his family. Suddenly, a system screen flashed before him and gave him a choice: to survive and become a hunter, or to reject the offer and die."
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Chapter: Chapter 21, The Famine
The army’s arrival brought a wave of relief to the hospital. As soldiers took up defensive positions around the building, Shihab and his companions knew it was time to move on. They exchanged farewells with the doctors and survivors, gratitude lingering in their words. "We owe you our lives," one of the nurses said, her voice thick with emotion. Shihab gave a firm nod. "Stay safe. The soldiers will protect you now." With that, he and his group turned away, stepping out into the uncertain world beyond the hospital walls. Shihab adjusted the straps of his new military suit, a formidable ensemble of bulletproof plating, reinforced leather, and an array of tools. A combat knife hung at his hip, a pistol holstered beside it, and grenades were secured in pouches across his chest. Various devices, their purposes unknown to most, completed the intimidating gear. Jawad let out a low whistle as he eyed the suit. "Damn. The System really hooked you up." Shihab smirked, flexing his gl
Last Updated: 2025-08-05
Chapter: Chapter 20, Saviors Of The Day.
The stairwell door burst open as Shihab and Jawad emerged onto the fourth floor landing, their weapons raised and breathing ragged. The smell of decay hit them like a physical blow, rotting flesh mixed with the coppery tang of old blood. Below them, the relentless scratching of claw-like nails against concrete and the guttural moaning of the zombies created a horrifying symphony that echoed through the hollowed-out hospital corridors. Jawad ejected the empty magazine from his rifle with a sharp click, the spent casing clattering against the tile floor. His dark eyes scanned the stairwell as he slammed a fresh magazine home. "They're piling up at the roof access!" he shouted over the din, his voice hoarse from smoke and exhaustion. "If we don't do something now, that door won't hold much longer!" Shihab leaned cautiously over the rusted railing, his grip tightening on his weapon. The scene below turned his blood to ice. Dozens of ghouls pressed against the reinforced steel door lead
Last Updated: 2025-08-03
Chapter: Chapter 19, The Protectors of the hospital.
The first ghoul hit the barricade like a ball made of flesh. Its body slammed against the wall of overturned gurneys and filing cabinets with a sickening crunch. Yellowed fingernails, blackened with decay, clawed desperately through the gaps between metal furniture as three more creatures piled in behind it, their guttural moans rising into a chorus of hunger that echoed through the hospital's hollowed-out lobby. "NOW!" Shihab's voice cut through the chaos like a blade. From the second-floor balcony, Jawad leaned over the railing with the Molotov in his hand. He didn't flinch, With a practiced motion, he threw the bottle downward in a perfect arc. The glass shattered against the tiled floor, the molotov fell at the zombies feet and for a few seconds nothing happened. Then the world exploded in fire. Flames erupted across the entrance, burning up the walls and engulfing the first wave of ghouls. They staggered forward like macabre torches, their rotting bodies bubbling and blacken
Last Updated: 2025-08-02
Chapter: Chapter 18, Fortifying The Hospital.
The heavy doors of the hospital groaned as Shihab and his team pushed them open, the scent of antiseptic and decay flooding their senses. "This way," Jawad whispered, pointing to a stairwell marked with glowing emergency paint. "They probably stay upstairs ."The group ascended cautiously, their weapons drawn. On the third-floor landing, a rusted gate blocked their path until a flashlight beam suddenly cut through the darkness. "Halt!" A voice barked from behind the light. "Identify yourselves!"Shihab shielded his eyes. "We have a wounded girl, her name is Amal."The light lowered, revealing a haggard doctor in a bloodstained lab coat, his surgical mask hanging loose around his neck. Behind him, two nurses clutched makeshift weapons a fire extinguisher and a scalpel. The doctor's eyes widened at the sight of Amal. "Oh poor girl, bring her in!" The fifth-floor pediatric ward had been transformed into a fortified sanctuary. Moonlight streamed through barred windows, illuminatin
Last Updated: 2025-08-01
Chapter: Chapter 17, Safe Route
Morning light filtered through the cabin's dusty windows, painting stripes of gold across Amal's pale face. She stirred weakly, her eyelids fluttering open for just a moment before squeezing shut against the pain. A soft whimper escaped her cracked lips as she tried - and failed - to lift her head from the sweat-dampened pillow. Karam was at her side instantly, gentle fingers pressing against the girl's clammy forehead. "Her fever's spiking again," he announced, voice tight with concern. The medical kit lay open beside her, its meager supplies already dwindling after hours of tending to Amal's wounds. Shihab hovered near the foot of the bed, his usual humor absent. "We're out of our depth here," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "That head wound... She needs real doctors. Imaging. Medications we don't have." Jawad crossed his arms, leaning against the rough-hewn log wall. "Nearest hospital's an hour south. Used to be the central hospital before..." He didn't need to
Last Updated: 2025-07-28
Chapter: Chapter 16, Brother's Keeper.
The stench of rotting flesh filled Shihab's nostrils as he fired again and again, the rifle's recoil jolting up his arms with each shot. A zombie's head snapped back. Another crumpled to the pavement. But for every one he took down, two more shambled forward, their milky eyes reflecting the firelight. His back hit the burning car, the heat searing through his shirt. The girl he'd pulled out lay unconscious a few feet away, her chest rising and falling steadily. The other two survivors were still trapped inside the wreck, unmoving. Shihab ejected the empty magazine and reached for another, only to find his pocket empty. A zombie lurched forward, its yellowed teeth bared. Shihab swung his rifle like a club, the stock connecting with its temple with a sickening sound , sending the creature staggered but didn't go down. Another grabbed his arm but Shihab quickly shoved it away and then someone shot it.The zombie's head exploded, showering Shihab with blackened gore. He whirled aro
Last Updated: 2025-07-28
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