Ghost

The Pandora’s Box also identified as the Devil's Toy Box An urban legend commonly told to citizens from birth about Pandora’s box that has the power to grant your inner desires, your greatest wish, beauty, immortality, fame, wealth, power, name it; you just have to find the box and make your wish. So people will fight each other; fathers betray sons and daughters engage in a bloodbath against anyone, however, there are only a few who truly know that the devil's box of wishes was a key to a gateway to unlocking another dimension of monsters to human reality. The Yoon prestigious family is a billionaire family that owns it all in terms of wealth, but the seedlings struggle for succession for the vast wealth brings out the deadly evil nature of them. Sen Jin won- Alex Walker, the devil's son, witnesses his grandmother and his mother killed in front of his eyes by his uncles and aunties to obtain the wealthy throne. He was bullied and mistreated by his family. In a dungeon he unlocks Pandora's box and got a leveling-system for revenge, which becomes his help as well as his greatest doom, pulling into a battle known as the GAMES OF THE GODS , as champion host to battle six other champions like him hosted by seven class entities which are- power type class-Zeus king of Gods, lancer class- Odin alfner, Archer class-Artemis, warrior class- Athena Goddess of war, Necromancer class- Anunbis god of the dead ,Assassin class- Kratos ghost of sparta and Mage class- Ares the God of violence. The gods are known as the GODS OF THE GABS. unlocking a world of monsters merging with the human world. He must save his friends, his beloved, and the world from mistakes in his quest for vengeance.  

The night New York’s skyline burned with storm light, ex soldier Dickson Ford returned from the dead. Once a covert protection operative betrayed on a mission that erased his unit, he now hides behind a new name, hired to guard the woman who unknowingly sits at the center of the same conspiracy that destroyed him. Celeste Vonn, ruthless young CEO of Vonn Enterprises, rules her corporate empire with ice-cold precision. Her father’s mysterious death left her empire on the edge of collapse and enemies within her own boardroom. When Dickson walks in as her new security advisor, their first meeting detonates like a collision of flint and steel sharp , words, colder stares, unspoken recognition of danger in each other. An unseen network strikes crashing systems, sabotaging assets, turning her own company against her, Celeste makes an impossible move, she binds herself to Dickson in a public alliance that looks like marriage but is really war strategy. What begins as a business contract soon turns into a labyrinth of trust, betrayal, and forbidden emotion. Together they uncover a plot that links her father’s research to Dickson’s lost comrades: a rogue AI program called PROJECT ECHO, designed to weaponize human consciousness. Every step deeper reveals that Celeste’s father didn’t just build the system he used people as its living core. The enemy isn’t just outside the walls it’s inside the network, inside the people. The closer they come to the truth, the more their alliance fractures under secrets. Dickson’s real identity as a ghost of the past could destroy her trust forever and when ECHO awakens fully, it forces him to choose between two impossible missions protect the woman he’s come to love, or finish the war that made him a ghost.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.