Strings Of Fate

Strings Of Fate

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Some children run away to the circus. Terrence was kidnapped. Eventually, he fled, But no one can stay hidden for long and he lands back in the clutches of the man he was running from. Only to find his feeling more confused than ever. Oh, and the circus is run by a soul-stealing entity and the people who work there are turned into animal hybrids. Not that it makes things any more complicated, or anything. If Terrence wants to remain Terrence, he's going to have toe the line carefully.
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"He was made to be sacrificed. They made him theirs instead." Hidden beneath a cold, unnamed facility known only as VantaObelisk, the government holds four ancient hybrid beasts-creatures stolen from time, myth, and ritual. They were captured not to be saved, but to be broken. Studied. Weaponized. Each one a prisoner of flesh and memory, too dangerous to destroy, too powerful to control.They are fierce, rabid, cold, and unreachable-barely sentient in their rage, driven mad by pain, time, and betrayal. They are bound in containment, whispered about by terrified staff, and worshiped in secret by the cult. Then the fifth arrives. He is a fragile, fractured human-small, injured, nearly silent. Meant to be an offering. A trigger.The staff treats him like a lamb for slaughter. A final test before the facility initiates The Fifth Psalm: a transformation meant to awaken godlike potential from the oldest of blood. But what the facility doesn't know is that he is not a vessel. He is a mate. Only the beasts feel it. The ancient pull. The thread binding him to each of them. Something older than the labs, the machines, the language of science. They were made to kill. They can get immense power if they get mated. With that power they can destroy the facility and free themselves. But they doesn't want a mate as he only makes them weak. They fight it at first. They try to reject him. But the bond refuses to die. Instead, they remember. A voice. A warmth. A litany of connection. Somehow, this broken boy becomes the thread that binds them-the first act of tenderness they've known in years of cages and silence.

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