Teenager

[ Soul Force: Exceptional.] [Title Granted: God of Songs and Music.] [Class: X. Dominion: All sound, all rhythm, all harmony and discord that ever was or will be] [Edge: Reality hums your melody. Creation dances to your chorus. Accept divine duty? [Yes] / [No] ] The world ended in an unbecoming way and from the Apocalypse rose a lot. Many of earth's population didn't survive, they were either dead or transformed into brainless mutants. The ones that did make it were granted powers! systems that helped them engineer the world and what was remaining of it. The weak souled ones Awakened with very very mediocre powers e.g. Knowing how to spot water e.t.c but the stronger souled awakened as S class granted legendary status and titles proclaiming them lord over thier powers. The stronger and rarer souled ones however, Awakened as X class a conventionally different specie of Humans...the system proclaimed them Gods and infinite. Now what happens when Tony burbry a boy who after an incident awakens as the God of sound....

Year 3333. Endless wars born from greed, ideology, and unchecked power wiped out nearly all nations until only one world government remained. To prevent humanity from destroying itself again, freedom was declared the enemy. Every child is implanted at birth with a neural chip that controls memory, behavior, and identity. Peace is achieved not by choice, but by command. Society is ranked by chip adaptability. The higher the synchronization, the higher the privilege. Those who fail to adapt are discarded as Rejects. Zayel, a 17-year-old student from the lowest rank, has always been broken by the system. Bullied, monitored, and destined for a life of labor, his final evaluation before adulthood seals his fate. When he is nearly beaten to death, something forbidden awakens within him. The System Manipulator. A rogue authority that allows him to control and rewrite the very chips meant to enslave humanity. Starting from nothing, Zayel is forced into missions to grow stronger until his power rivals the world government itself. In a world where peace exists only through control, Zayel must decide. Will he become humanity's savior, or its final tyrant?

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

Whether it is a fairy tale or truth, no one has ever captured one or come close to having physical contact with one. Some say it is just a myth of tired Good Knights meant to uplift their team’s spirit, so they do not worry too much. It was primarily meant to lifts the spirits of single males in hopes that they would find these beautiful women. Others say it is the work of magicians working for the Evil Knights trying to trick the Good Knights, to lead them away from their team, and kill them. The truth is, no one truly knows.

This is a story of a boy, Grey Eugene, who when he was little, made a decision to waken up, after almost being kidnapped due to his social status and face the reality of his situation head on by becoming strong enough. He lived through the decision with a determined mind and even managed to form a petty gang in his young middle school years. Due to his overconfidence, he made a terrible mistake, which led to the loss of a beloved comrade and friend. Such traumatic experience, made him to change his decision into running away from such harsh fate and live a quiet and ordinary life. Despite that, his fate came back to haunt him as he was now in his high school years. His fate came as an accusation of him being a murderer, which unfortunately, was a result of being caught up in-between the rivalry of two great business group, unknowingly. This was similar to what led to his kidnap and he had no option anymore than to make one last decision to change his mistaken fate. Now, does he go back into facing his fate which comes like waves to him, or, does he keep on running away from it?

At seven, my father returned with his mistress and my half-brother, who was only a few weeks older than me. Under my mother's grief-stricken and despairing eyes, my father ruthlessly kicked us out. I always knew that my father wanted a supernaturally awakened and talented heir, however, I didn't fit the bill because I couldn't awaken any special talents and didn't show outstanding academic abilities. Moreover, my uncles and aunts were eyeing my father's position, eager to overthrow him and take his place. Competitors also harbored ill intentions towards our family, watching my father like a hawk. In this treacherous situation, my father rekindled his relationship with his mistress, the second daughter of a noble family from the Royal City. Finally, my father no longer concealed his pre-marital affair. After making it public, he brought his mistress and her talented son back home to replace my mother and me. To survive, my mother had no choice but to take me into hiding, changing our identities and fleeing to a remote town to escape their grasp and settle down. What my father didn't know was that I didn't lack talent; my talent was simply too strong, requiring an immense amount of energy to awaken, energy that my weak seven-year-old self couldn't handle. Eleven years later, I had grown up and finally awakened my superlative talent, becoming a renowned genius in the remote town. I never thought about going back to confront my father or seeking revenge on his mistress because they weren't worth my mother's and my time! My mother and I are doing well now. I believe with my talent and effort, our lives will only get better. However, I overestimated the goodness in people, and underestimated their malice!

Since Kyle wanted more information, he was curious as to why Jareth was changing the subject.Consequently, you implied that I can and will use magic.How can you be sure?” "It comes with your title and is in your blood.Despite the fact that it has been suppressed for such a lengthy period of time, it is still present.It is one of the reasons why you must immediately begin training.It will help when you guarantee who you genuinely are.Those who don't know who they are don't like magic. "You talk about it as if it were alive." “It is.Magic is alive and well.Although we can learn to work with it, we will never truly have control over it.We can believe that it is within us and allowed it to direct us.At some point, you will have to say who you really are, and when you do, I imagine you will be a powerful magician. To this, Kyle had no idea what to say.Kyle discovered that he longed for what he had left behind because everything was so strange and new.He thought of many things that would be comforting as they rode on.He envisioned being before the warm fire in Danin and Jane's home.He found that he wanted warm bread and butter that was just made in Jane's kitchen.He recalled Katniss's supple hand and how it felt in his.When she gave him a kiss, he remembered how supple her lips were on his cheek.He nodded off for a split second, felt his eyes close, and almost fell off his horse, he caught himself.

The world we live in is no longer just earth but merged with a game world. I managed to save it from a complete collision and anilation of our world. But, at what price? Now I must seal myself away in the void. Wanna know how it got to this, well, I'll send my diary to you. Read it and you will understand how I became the tool that nearly ruined earth but also saved it. Bye. I'll be going in now.

Four strange teenagers with different choices got themselves trapped in the past by an ancient clock that was believed to used for time traveling. when the teens realized what has happened to them, they began to search anyway possible to return and attend their normal lifestyles but the worst happened.

My fantasy that evening was not a tranquil one. It was completely dark inside my head aside from the many air pockets drifting upwards with no sparkle or reflection, just dead circles. I was befuddled right away yet then, at that point, bigger air pockets gradually rose among the other, more modest ones and inside were pack mates. "You might turn into an omicron, or a pi, or far and away more terrible, an omega," I shuddered when I saw Draugluin's irate face as he counted down the positions as though my life's worth would as it were decline. «You want to be so presumptuous since you climbed in rank?" An air pocket of Draco's scowling face materialized with disdain filled eyes before he suddely vanished, passing on me without an opportunity to counter. "A powerless Xi like you," Another air pocket rose with Draugluin's pompous smile as he peered down on me. Stop I heard my powerless voice shout out among the vacant air pockets. "You are pointless as well," the rebel wolf chortled. "She would not fall back when she was told to," Lyall's enraged face frightened me. Lyall had never been so cross with me forthright where he'd place me down before Alpha however, that snapshot of selling out was agonizing yet not undeserving. It makes perfect sense to me, I yelled, however there was no reaction. "For what reason didn't you simply pass on it to the people," Auntie Mona had her arms crossed, a look of dismay all over.