Oppression Stories

I transmigrated to game called [Esperia Academy] I didn't play this game but I know about it because of its popularity, I even know the storylines ,content ,blablabla.. thanks to internet and a friend who plays this. A popular worldwide game about female espers and only female espers.A romance, harem of female espers ,the protagonist being a female esper. Thats right.Only females.Theres no males? there are but... they're so few you can consider them extinct.. But for a man like me,this is of no problem at all. As I am the Proud Divine Emperor!!The conquerer of Women!! nah... im joking. Obviously. Though if I was to describe myself,then it would be ,above average.From my face,physique,intellect,personality, and many more ,at least in my understanding ,it is. It wasn't even that bad...yet ,in just a single night... I was not in my body anymore!? Like.. I didnt even die..! How is this possible? I didnt get hit by a truck,I didnt spam a 5700 words hate comment,and most of all I'm not even that badly attach to this game like some kind of game addict,in fact it should be my friend.... ..Do I adapt and live in this word,or should I persist and try to find a way to go back to my original world?knowing I didnt even die?

In the State, everything runs on order, work, and the hum of the System, a vast machine that feeds, clothes, and shelters every citizen... in exchange for their unquestioned labor. No one remembers a world before it. No one dares to imagine one after. But Pin, a young upper-class prodigy, begins to see the cracks. He is thrust into a dangerous web of secrets, politics, and betrayal. With the help of unlikely allies, he sets out to uncover the truth about the System and the Harvest.

The screens on the sides of buildings were already on, advertising Particle City as if it were a perfect world. Ads of the Emperor and his dazzling smile. Posters of "happy" street-sweepers. And on the side, there was a large image of a Particle City worker facing the city's symbol with these words in-between: 'Til Death Do Us Part. A couple of days ago, those pictures would've reassured her. Comforted her. And now, it only clawed sharper at the odd ache in her chest. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the dystopian society of Particle City, happiness is shoved so far down a person's throat, it's hard to tell what's real and what's not anymore. Most everyone there is internally crumbling, but under their commander, humanity is simply a suggestion. So they put on a happy face and do their work. Astra is one of the thousands upon thousands of victims trapped in this vicious cycle of fake smiles and oppression that seems unbreakable. When she finds out the secrets of her beloved society, things unravel into a rebellion she never saw coming.

In a world reshaped by belief, powers once thought divine seep into humanity, blurring the lines between myth and reality. Maeng Jin‑Ho is no typical hero. He awakens to a mundane life, depressed and disconnected, unaware that the fabric of existence itself is unstable. Long ago, Fate altered the universe to grant fragmentary powers inspired by the Mythological Figures, not to bestow true divinity, but to give humanity something to believe in. This change, intended to comfort and empower, instead sowed confusion, despair, and violent obsession as society struggled to reconcile myth with the stark reality of suffering and confusion. What makes a hero? Is it strength? Triumph? Belief? Or is it survival against forces that break others? Jin-Ho struggles with these questions as his life intersects with others who both inspire and challenge him. The world teeters between salvation and oblivion, belief and truth, reality and illusion. The deeper truth of the universe rests on one question: Does fate bind us, or can we break free from the stories we are given? - (authors note) lowk pls give it a try guys like i promise it'll be good eventually the start will js be a little rough cs this is my first time writing.

After the first wave of the virus Erebis, half of humanity is gone. The survivors don't rebuild the world - they divide it. From the ruins rise four cities, each a cage shaped by class: one where the poor endure hunger and humiliation, one where the middle class survives on restraint and fading hope, one where the rich drown in luxury built on denial, and one where the elites crown themselves untouchable, believing power makes them immortal. Through the voice of Pema, a mother watching the world fracture, Endling explores a future where survival comes without dignity, walls replace compassion, and inequality is written into law. Children starve while others play with machines. Humanity lives on - but broken, arrogant, and divided. This is not a story about saving the world. It's about what remains when fear reshapes humanity, and the plague changes form. Dark, emotional, and brutally realistic - Endling asks one question: What does survival mean when humanity itself is dying?

SERAVEL ROVODIA, the son of the tyrant Fire Potentate, is a model citizen of all sorts. Obedient, punctual, and most of all, silent. When his friend and long-time confidante gets arrested for alleged sacrilege against the administration, Seravel starts a press criticizing his father's rule, breaking his silence. He has to keep his charade up enough to save his friend before his fate becomes grimmer than a lifetime in prison. THE TWELFTH BOOK OF THE MEMOIRS OF MAYHEM NOVELLA SERIES ˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°• © 2022 (First Edition) [25,000 - 30,000 words] WARNING: Make sure you read 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢 Main Series first before continuing on to this story. The books can be found in a reading list in my profile, @Exequinne. [All graphics are made by @Exequinne]

In a world where names are ripped away and freedom is a distant memory, rules govern every part of life. Rules and guards. Captured as a young child and stripped of her identity in what she's always known as the reeducation home, 34223 knows the rules of the Snares by heart. No talking after dark. No names, only numbers. No talking back. And no escape. She's seen first-hand what breaking these rules can do. But some rules have to be broken. When she discovers a transport list in the making while searching for the name of a young girl in her barracks, she risks everything to find out what it could possibly lead to. As she, her younger brother turned guard, and friend she's always known as "Stone" find out as much as they can about this transport and its destination, the rift movement's capital, a heart of power and control, the guards have caught onto the fact that she knows too much. And they'll do anything they can to stop her. After all, they've spent their lives learning to disregard themselves for the good of the camp. With danger at every turn, a brother being torn further away from her every moment, and a lost past worth dying for, she must navigate the Snares's cruel system and decide how she will get out of this transport. And who she is willing to save in the process.

Planet Valyria, awarded by new human overlords Qaians is a promise to humanity's effort to cooperate and coexist and escape the curse their old masters bestowed upon them, that is to reproduce, conquer and self annihilate for their masters to take their place. In this action-packed short story some 25 pages long, a team called Arus struggles to fulfill their demanding missions and keep up their interpersonal relationships. How will they keep with their duty when humanity is so mutinous? How will they pay off their debt to Qaians with their rank of astral knight in a world where its easy to be called out as rebel for just surviving and fighting for yourself and what you stand for.

A collection of poetic descriptions about my dystopian story. The actual story will be coming soon, but this collection of poems describe the characters and the world, leaving you with some context.

WEEKLY UPDATES! 'Dandelion' always felt like she was different from the average person. The world refused to accept her unique nature so she found peace in solitude. That is until Christopher comes into her life. Christopher is a forbidden desire she just cannot have under any circumstance. This is a different type of forbidden love. A love so forbidden that it is illegal and punishable by law. But they both want it anyway. Most impressive rankings: #12 in oppression 16/11/2022 #13 in independentwoman 25/11/2022 #32 in beauty 25/11/2022 #57 in historical romance 25/02/2023 #67 in opposites 16/11/2022

They broke the machine. Now the truth wants blood. Kaia Burke was never meant to survive the MindForge Trials-let alone escape them. Branded as a threat, hunted by the system she defied, and carrying knowledge powerful enough to get her entire family executed, Kaia is forced into a new kind of trial-one without rules, mercy, or witnesses. The palace is no longer testing strength. It's testing truth. As Kaia runs from a regime that wants her erased, the lines between ally and enemy blur. The man who pulled her from the machine hides secrets of his own. The boy who once promised her safety now watches from a position of terrifying power. And the rebellion-long whispered about, never seen-begins to stir. Because truth isn't just dangerous. It's contagious. In a world where memory is contraband, love is leverage, and loyalty can get you killed, Kaia must decide what she's willing to sacrifice to keep the past alive-and whether knowing the truth is worth becoming its next casualty. The Trials aren't over. They've only changed their shape.

A moving poem of the silent struggles and quiet resilience of women in Afghanistan, where hope flickers like a candle in the saffron wind, using a peacock and a peahen as metaphors.

"If he survives, he leaves. If he dies, he has simply stopped his journey." In Crimson City, humanity is a flaw. Logic is the only law. Caesar is not a man; he is the Parahuman-a leader who treats citizens like variables in a math problem. To maintain order, he executes the weak to balance his ledger. But now, a new threat has arrived from the Capital: Mandate 77-B. The order is absolute: Maintain a population of 2,000,000 laborers or be removed from power. The problem? Caesar's last massacre went too far. He is short by twenty-six souls. Desperate to fill his quota before the auditors arrive, Caesar turns his eyes to the Wilds-and to the upcoming Saturday Market. Twelve-year-old Cyrus thinks he is sneaking into the city for candy and adventure. He doesn't realize the gates aren't opening for trade; they are opening for a harvest. Inside the walls, Kael, a factory worker haunted by his own survival, watches the trap close. Now, he faces an impossible choice: Remain a "Static" observer and live, or become a "Variable" to save a boy he doesn't know. Two worlds. One Tyrant. And a calculation that can only end in blood. Some doors should never be opened. Some fences should never be crossed. ⚠️⚠️⚠️ warning ⚠️⚠️⚠️ This story depicts brutal killing and violence, suspense, read it for your own risk You can be allowed to share but not post the chapters on other novel stealing sites

They say a riot is the language of the unheard, so that is what we do. We hope to change the World and fight against UniFed. We hope to change the World and make UniFed surrender to us. We hope to change the World and survive the consequences. The youth, UniFed, and the World.

She's faced prejudice and sexism day in and day out, she fought hard becoming a knight in the order she had always looked up to... but soon a certain prisoner will make her question her duty and him in general. Art by BrinBrin(Ghost)cover by megnate

SELF PUBLISHED. BUY NOW ON AMAZON https://a.co/d/bfyLN7t Drama | Sweet | Well-developed "Fighting for honor, love and self-discovery. Will she rise to the challenge? " In ancient Japan, a fiery princess defies tradition to pursue her passion for martial arts, but with love and friendships complicating her journey, it takes a wise mentor, Sensei Daisuke, to help her discover her true strength and courage in a national tournament. As her inner turmoil and external threats intensify, she must choose between tradition and empowerment in a playful and dialect-filled story with a gripping and inspiring conclusion. In ancient Japan, young princess Haruko struggles to break free from traditional gender roles and pursue her passion for martial arts. With the help of her wise mentor, Sensei Daisuke, Haruko discovers her true strength and courage as she competes in a national tournament. Along the way, she navigates the complexities of love and friendships, ultimately finding inner peace and empowerment. Through a sweet and playful tone infused with dialect-filled dialogue, Haruko's character is well-developed and relatable, making for a gripping and inspiring conclusion. #Gen Drama #Setting Japan #Time Ancient history #StoryType Character-driven #Pace Intensifying #Ch Haruko and Sensei Daisuke #Tone Sweet #Writing Dialect-filled #Prompt No refs to terrorism or politics.

men's aroundus just always awestruck us with there changing thoughts about women

Gwen Atlas is still grappling with the trauma of a past assault that occurred over a decade ago. After her mother's sudden passing, Gwen moves in with her father in a new town, where she struggles to connect with others. However, she finds an unexpected sense of belonging with a group of friends, Andrew and Leah. As she grows closer to them, their influence isn't ideal, but she finds that they understand and accept her. Brandon, her neighbor, is the complete opposite but finds friendship in him as well. Just as Gwen starts to feel a sense of peace, from her past reappears, threatening to upend her life and force her to relive the trauma she's tried so hard to overcome. Determined to protect herself and take control of her life, Gwen must confront her fears and stand up against the darkness that has haunted her for so long.

This is a backstory of Neopolitan and Roman Torchwick.