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Scarlet found herself crying without realizing it. Her cheeks were already damp with tears, and the haunting song of the Sirens still echoed in her ears. The image of Jack sinking into the icy depths stirred something deep and indescribable in her chest.
She wiped her tears quickly, almost defensively.
But no amount of wiping could wash away the weight in her chest.
Her gaze stayed fixed on the screen.
Young Rose appeared, being rescued from...
2025-07-11 21:40:38 +0000 UTC
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Hey everyone...
I know chapter updates have been slower compared to before. Ever since the house fire a few months ago, my family and I have been focused on rebuilding. I haven’t been able to replace my computer yet, so I’m working with limited tools, which makes writing and uploading more difficult.
On top of that, I haven’t gotten back the drive I once had. And today brought more bad news... my uncle had a stroke and is now in the hospital.
Because of everything g...
2025-07-08 05:02:22 +0000 UTC
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The iHeartRadio Music Awards had ended, but hundreds of fans still lingered outside the arena, hoping to catch a glimpse of their favorite stars—Taylor Swift, BTS, Cardi B, Shawn Mendes, and most curiously, Lucas Knight.
The crowd buzzed with chatter about the unexpected twist of the night: Lucas revealing himself to be the fake Marshmello on stage.
Because of the prank, many fans had missed him on the red carpet. Now, realizing he’d actually been at the event, they were eag...
2025-07-07 22:37:08 +0000 UTC
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Scarlet was so drawn into the film that she could feel it—the intensity of Jack’s gaze when he first saw Rose on the promenade. There was heat in his eyes. Awe. Love at first sight.
It would’ve felt awkward if it had been any other actor.
But Arthur played it perfectly.
There was a quiet restraint in his performance. As much as Jack longed for her, the audience could feel his hesitation. They lived in two different worlds. He was on E Deck—...
2025-07-07 22:23:26 +0000 UTC
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It almost felt magical.
The camera swept across the glistening sea, revealing the majestic Titanic in all its glory. Moored at the port, the ship dwarfed everything around it. The crowd buzzed with activity—passengers boarding, families waving goodbye, porters shouting orders.
For the audience, it wasn’t just a scene. It was a memory. A recreation of a moment that had echoed through the past.
The film may have called it Titanic, but to the olde...
2025-07-07 22:23:23 +0000 UTC
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The stadium thundered with roars and wild cheers. It was chaos—in the best way. A wave of disbelief rippled through the crowd.
No one saw it coming.
Who would've guessed that the most talked-about celebrity in the world would pull off such a stunt? From blockbuster films to chart-topping music, from high-profile projects to headline-making scandals—Lucas Knight had become a living legend. His life had been an open book of cinematic drama, family trials, and...
2025-07-04 10:10:35 +0000 UTC
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June 9, 1276. The premiere for the most anticipated film of the year—Hellfire’s magnum opus—had finally arrived.
To say the people were happy was an understatement. They were bursting with energy, brimming with anticipation, as they flocked toward the Hellfire Theatre that night.
Crowds—thousands of them—lined both sides of the boulevard, barely held back by barricades. Fans held up signs and posters for Titanic with excited fervor.
...
2025-07-04 10:05:54 +0000 UTC
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The atmosphere around the Horn Kingdom was vibrant—alive with chatter, lights, and the pulse of anticipation. Without a doubt, it was the season of cinema.
Movies came one after another, flooding the streets with posters and promise. Whether it was horror thrillers for the brave or another mob flick clearly borrowing too much from the legendary Demonfather, the people flocked to theaters.
Friends, families, couples—no matter who they were—none could...
2025-07-04 10:01:59 +0000 UTC
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Marshmello's popularity had exploded in 2018.
His collab with Lucid, “Heaven,” and the global hit “Make It Right” with BTS had catapulted him even higher. Tracks like “Silence,” “Friends,” and “Wolves” kept him firmly at the top of the charts.
Labels were throwing contracts at him, but Christopher—Marshmello—remained firm in his independence. A solo DJ by choice, and by principle.
What most didn’t know...
2025-07-01 18:09:52 +0000 UTC
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The long-awaited film Titanic was on the horizon. Trailers began airing on TV screens across the Horn Kingdom and Morningstar Kingdom—two regions where the movie was set to premiere ahead of the rest of the world.
Newspapers and magazines were quick to pick up the story, splashing headlines like:
“A New Awaited Masterpiece — Titanic to Premiere in Only Two Kingdoms. Is the Early Release Tied to Hellfire Bank’s Presence?”
2025-07-01 17:57:42 +0000 UTC
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Inside the towering headquarters of Ferland Bank in Ferland City, the place looked more like a royal palace than a financial institution. Gold and silver decorated the walls, and the floors were lined with plush red carpets that looked expensive enough to feed a village.
At the end of what resembled a throne room, a tall, broad-shouldered demon sat on a raised chair. His majestic, goat-like horns curled back, and his glowing green eyes radiated quiet pressure.
2025-07-01 17:50:01 +0000 UTC
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Neil stared at Lucas, eyes wide, mouth slightly open. Of all the wild things Lucas had ever done—lavish donations, risky investments, spontaneous Netflix projects, funding experimental medical research—this topped them all. He could understand the philanthropy; pouring billions into charity had moral weight. But this? This was different. This was insane.
“You’re… serious?” Neil asked, leaning forward. “Buying Twitter? Since when was that even on your radar?”
2025-06-28 07:53:20 +0000 UTC
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Magnus stood there—frozen. His breath caught in his throat, disbelief tightening around his chest. His daughter knew. She knew he was one of the masterminds behind Operation Pendragon.
The very operation where Arthur was to be captured… extorted of his patents, wealth, and company shares—everything he had built. The plan had been simple: force Arthur to surrender all to the Horn and Wales Kingdoms. A 40-60 split had already been agreed upon, favor...
2025-06-28 07:48:31 +0000 UTC
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“Sy… Sylwen?” Firfel’s voice trembled as her eyes locked onto the woman standing before her — silver hair, familiar face, the very reflection of herself. Her breath caught. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
Sylwen’s lips parted as she swallowed hard, her throat tight with emotion. “Firfel…” she whispered, as if saying her name might shatter the moment.
For so long, Sylwen had only watched from the shadows. Always dista...
2025-06-28 07:40:34 +0000 UTC
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The case surrounding the assassination attempt on Lucas Knight was finally nearing its conclusion.
The three shooters were facing imminent sentencing, and the mastermind behind it all had been identified—though the name hadn’t yet been made public.
At Lucas’s personal request, the identities of the shooters remained confidential, to shield their families from backlash.
Still, the NYPD had recently informed the families of the truth. Many were stunned. They ...
2025-06-25 04:59:19 +0000 UTC
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(Firfel POV)
I still remember the day Sylwen left.
I was only thirteen. She walked out of our home with nothing but a cold goodbye, choosing to face the world alone.
I cried that night.
By the time I turned fifteen, I made up my mind—I would leave too. My mother, Delaney, the so-called Queen of Roses, was furious.
“You’re abandoning your life as a princess to live like some wandering peasant?” she snapped. “Don’t be foo...
2025-06-25 04:52:50 +0000 UTC
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Jacy Heart and Old Kan slowly stirred awake, their groans echoing in the dim, candlelit room. The flickering light danced off stone walls—damp, cold, unfamiliar. Both men quickly realized they were bound with heavy cuffs and chains.
“Ugh... what the hell?” Jacy groaned, tugging at the restraints. “Where are we?”
Old Kan scanned the room grimly, his voice low and controlled. “It seems the ones who took us decided to keep us here, Maste...
2025-06-25 04:49:12 +0000 UTC
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Injured. Bleeding. Grieving.
Trench Coat could hardly keep his hand steady. His gaze was locked on the body of Royal Coat lying motionless on the floor.
‘I… I killed him...’
The thought tore through him like a second blade. His trembling fingers dug into his coat, trying to hold in both blood and despair.
Mary, still off to the side, couldn't bear to look—but neither could she turn away. It was horrifying. And yet...
2025-06-25 04:44:44 +0000 UTC
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction set in an alternate timeline. References to real people or events are fictionalized. Any resemblance to actual events or individuals is purely coincidental.
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The three shooters couldn’t bear to meet his gaze—even though they were nothing more than mental projections conjured by Mind Workshop.
Lucas sat acros...
2025-06-21 19:02:10 +0000 UTC
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“Oh? He dodged two of my shots?” I muttered, eye pressed to the magnifying scope. “No one has ever evaded more than one.”
In all my years as one of the Ten Great Knights of Wales, a single bullet was always enough. My marksmanship was legendary—refined through brutal training at the elite Wales Combat Facilities. They called me a prodigy. A “Monster Sniper.”
Eventually, I was elevated into the most prestigious force of the kingdom—t...
2025-06-21 18:50:23 +0000 UTC
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The entire Horn Kingdom was left reeling when the Big Four banks—once the pillars of the nation’s financial system—suddenly announced their public endorsement of the Hellfire Bank, calling it a "trusted" and "revolutionary institution shaping the future of finance."
Industry insiders were stunned.
Experts began murmuring in confusion:
"Why are they praising Hellfire Bank all of a sudden?"
"The Big Four were always cut...
2025-06-21 18:44:23 +0000 UTC
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The birthday celebration continued after the documentary shoot, with Lucas and Jennifer inviting the director, crew, and close friends to dinner at their home. A private chef had been brought in, preparing a full course meal that filled the house with rich, inviting aromas.
Liza, James, Nicole, Jonas, Marian, and the others had all returned for the occasion. None of them would miss Lucas’s birthday—not after everything.
Melvin was there too, smiling quietly in t...
2025-06-18 20:17:05 +0000 UTC
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Left alone in the room, Firfel watched Arthur with a puzzled expression. Something about him felt different — the way he spoke to the Big Four, the air of quiet dominance he carried.
"You sure it's wise to treat those big shots like garbage?" she asked, voice tinged with concern. "That kind of arrogance could come back to bite you later."
Arthur leaned back with a smug smile, gently reaching for her hand. "You worry too much. They’re no threat to me."...
2025-06-18 20:12:21 +0000 UTC
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The High Arbiter darted across continents in mere seconds, chasing the vanishing threads of Monetary Faith.
He had invoked his «Eyes of Currency» multiple times — eyes capable of tearing open the world’s lifeblood veins — the mana channels that flowed beneath every civilization. These ancient, unseen roads allowed him to traverse vast distances instantly. Yet, despite all his divine sight, the source of the siphoning remained elusive.
2025-06-18 20:07:42 +0000 UTC
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Lucas felt something warm blooming in his chest—a deep, quiet joy.
Seeing the kids he once watched over now standing strong, smiling, healthy… it was overwhelming.
He couldn’t explain it fully, but it felt like watching children grow up from afar—children he’d somehow missed the years with, and now they were standing tall before him.
“It’s such a relief to see you doing well… brother,” Jonas said, voice low and sincere. “When the shooting happened, I c...
2025-06-15 16:16:02 +0000 UTC
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The line of customers at the Hellfire Electronics Store had calmed into an orderly queue. Commoners who had credit cards clutched them tightly, their excitement palpable as they inched closer to the counters.
But the crowd was smaller than expected.
Most of the earlier chaos had come from people who didn’t actually own a credit card — just hopefuls trying their luck. When it became clear that cash wasn’t accepted, they left empty-handed, many of the...
2025-06-15 16:12:07 +0000 UTC
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Inside her villa, Princess Mary had just finished watching the live broadcast of the “Hellphone” demonstration. She leaned back on her velvet-cushioned sofa, eyes still fixed on the screen as the broadcast faded to black.
“I thought I’d seen everything from Arthur…” she murmured, stunned. “But to think he still had something up his sleeve — a Hellphone... A tiny device with so many functions packed in such a compact form. Truly incredibl...
2025-06-15 16:06:13 +0000 UTC
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The episode outlines were finally laid out for Lucas. It wasn’t exactly a secret—he owned shares in Netflix and had more than a little experience when it came to creative control. Joel didn’t mind at all. If anything, having Lucas involved made things easier.
They spent nearly two hours in deep discussion before Lucas finally stretched and stood up.
“I hope you weren’t bored with all that talk,” he said, glancing at Jennifer with a grin.
Jennifer let out a sof...
2025-06-12 21:54:38 +0000 UTC
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At the Hellfire Network building, the main hall was already buzzing. Reporters packed the space, cameras aimed toward the stage, murmurs rippling through the crowd like a restless tide.
“What do you think Arthur’s planning to reveal this time?” a reporter asked, nudging his rival from another network.
“Probably the release date for his next movie,” the rival guessed.
A third reporter, overhearing, chimed in with a shake of the head. “No...
2025-06-12 21:50:09 +0000 UTC
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In the exclusive heights of Victory Peak, where villas lined the cliffs like jeweled crowns, status wasn't just a matter of wealth — it was an architecture of ego. Millionaires lived here. A few billionaires, too.
But tucked away from the polished mansions and guarded gates, there was one unassuming cave. It looked like a forgotten crevice in the mountain — the kind tourists might walk past without a second glance.
Yet inside, it was anything but ordi...
2025-06-12 21:50:00 +0000 UTC
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