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People have been asking for centuries if man can exceed his limit, or whether he can reach his full potential? Well, that is possible. There are different kind of people in this world, there are the average humans and the extra ordinary ones... Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about super powers but some of us are born with unique gifts that makes us a whole lot different from others... 
Well, I'm among those with these gifts, I have the ability to see and communicate with spirits, ghosts and demons, I also can have the ability to transform my body into a phantomic state enabling me to go through anything, I could even enter the CBN vault without opening the door. 
These gifts are amazing but as it turns out there are some people out there who think this gifts are a curse and they see us as agents of the devil.. We call this particular group of individuals "EXECUTIONERS", They're a small secret organization who are determine to wipe people like me off the face of the earth and they'll stop at nothing to achieve their goal. 
People like me  call ourselves the  "ELITES", at first I thought I was alone but I later found out I wasn't the only peculiar one.. But before I tell you what happens in the end, let me tell you my story from the very beginning.....All Rights Reserved

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Static by hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

Soldier of YoRHa: Episode (Y/n) (WIP/On Hold) by rodney00yrz

The Prequal to My Previous Story (WIP/On Hold) Welcome to the Big Apple. Welcome to the city that never sleeps: invaded by towering man-eating monsters and defended by a private army that makes Academi(formerly Blackwater) and The Wagner Group look like the Red Cross, along with its civilian populace being silenced and murdered by a secretive Government Death Squad that makes the British Army Gurkhas look more like The North Korean Army and Haunted by divine entities that'll make even the most boundless of Lovecraftian's horrors go completely insane. You've woken up in this hell hole without warning, without preparation, without a single clue. You've woken up by yourself with Omnipotent capabilities, along with obtaining an Elite Combat Prowess that surpasses even the most skilled of Human or Humanoid Combatants, and you've gained the inability to die and complete invulnerability, in other words, Immortality. And the chorus of voices, along with ancient prophecies whispering in your head, keeps saying that all of this is on you: that you and you alone might be able to turn the whole thing around and save not just humanity and the world but the vast and infinite existence itself if only you knew what the hell was going on. You'd like to help. Really, you would. But it's not just the Titans hunting you down for your flesh and blood. Even your own kind wants you dead as they've designated you as the so-called "Founding Titan," thinking that you were the one responsible for this mess, and your job might be a bit easier if you didn't have the sneaking suspicion they could be in some way right. . . .

The Last Avian Soldier (The Nine Realms Universe) by ren_writes_words

We're all pawns in this game played by those on top. From the moment we can process what they're telling us, we're led to believe that we must kneel before superiority. Bow our heads to the kings and queens, the powerful men and women who sit high on their thrones. To them, we are nothing but tools, obstacles, and threats. For this life is nothing but a constant battle between immortals. The individuals on the pedestals, and the ones in the dirt. So, how may we get out? How much blood will be spilled, tears shed, final breaths taken, before this is all over? People are lost in the game. They don't come back. Sons and daughters, parents, siblings... all slaughtered in this power play. Through all of this I have lost. I walk upon the shattered past left in my wake. I wish for death to finally arrive, but it never does. There's a crown of death atop my head and there's nothing I can do to change it. We were ready to make a difference. When death came to our doorstep we refused to let it take us, not without a fight, but it was a futile attempt. No one can stand in the way of a king starved for the power of it all. Tainted by ambition and violence. And with that, two thousand soldiers drew their swords for a war they would not win.

Phantom; Blessed by the devil, Cursed by the gods by Jays_Novels

Lucifer chuckled, hiding his earlier annoyance in a heartbeat. "You've grown so much" he said. "I'm sorry I haven't come to see you sooner, it's very hard to leave a place you've been confined to for eternity, but I've made sure my demons watched over you, you've become quite the Phantom" Phantom. The ghost is here. "What did you call me?" Sal asked. "That's right I nearly forgot, you have no idea who you are, much less what you are, and so you consider yourself to be nothing awaymore than what others tell you to be" said Lucifer. "But don't worry, I'm here to change that, I keep my promises Salome, well sometimes that is" ................ Sal was many things. A weirdo yes. A dealer absolutely. A warrior? Definitely not. But all that changes when the Elder's Court, a combination of gods, angels and demons, asks him to go on a hunt, to find and kill a necromancer whose plans might cause a rip in the fabric of reality. Sal agrees and though he is powerful he needs the help of five Shaded beings from the Other World to help him. Little does he know that this one task has the potential to birth many things. Love leads to loss, loss leads to pain and pain leads to regret. Will he be able to complete his task? Will he die before he gets his chance? What sacrifices would he have to make? And what did it truly mean to be a Phantom?

✓The Only Spark In My Life (MuiTan - TanMui)✓ by Muichiro0san

I didn't expect anything like this to happen... just in minute everything shattered before my eyes, my world was falling apart. "what am I going to do now?!" Everything seemed so bland and dark after that moment. Everything seemed so... useless and everything was in pieces, small little broken pieces I couldn't repair.. "I'll be fine Mui, don't worry... doctors said that sooner or later I will be able to go back home" Those words that my brother said didn't help much... more like didn't help in the slightest. Every day I lived in fear of loosing another family member... the last family member, the last person I was staying alive for, the last person that helped me keep hopes up. "I am sorry" "My apologies but.. we can't hire you" "I am very sorry but you are not hired" Every single time I tried to get a job those were the only words that I heard... I couldnt get a job, the rent was already a lot of money and I had to pay my brothers medical bills too... I was loosing hope. Every single day was the same, waking up, going to school, trying to find work and crying myself to sleep... until one day... "you are a cute one, how about you'll give me some good time for a bit of cash~?" That sentence scared me but... I was in a need of money so desperately I... I agreed. From that point on I... I managed to get enough money but... I wasn't happy, I was feeling terrible, I wanted to die... every single time after someone fucked me I came home, exhausted, most of the time crying so much I passed out from exhaustion but... I kept on doing it... do save my brother... Life seemed so dark until I met him... Kamado Tanjiro.. new student in my class...

The Ruthless Queen by SarahVanMeter

They say power is all it takes to be on top. They would most definitely be wrong. It takes time It takes patience Life isn't sunshine and roses Life is a pit of knives stabbing you all at once You make what you want life You are who you are because life throws shit at you I am not all knowing I am not a angel BUT I am on top because I made it that way It did take hell of time and a fuck load of patience I went through the fires of Hell to be where I am now I am proud of who I am even if I've been through Hell I am a The Fallen Angel I am a Lucifers Reincarnation I am Nyx

Avarice Blacksteel Book 2 by Xonereth

Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us? They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair. This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them. Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.

Forever by kaitlynmariebrown

Unable to age, unable to die. So many people want me, but they can't have me. They want to experiment on me and use my blood to make more people like me. They want an army, an army that will take over humanity. An army that will end the world. I am a fighter, I work alone. But I have more problems then just them chasing me to worry about. I'm looking for something, wanting to be someone else, I'm hunting for my freedom. I don't want this, I don't want this life. This live and never die or age crap, I'm done with it. I can never love a man because we won't die old together, I want freedom from this. I walk around everyday seeing families, happy and smiling; it kills me inside. I want that, but I can't have that. I can't have that because of this curse, because of this group of people trying to catch me, use me. I may be human but we all know I'm beyond important. Others think it's incredible! I hate it, I want out, I want to be free.. But can I ever truly be?

Love Is Love by Thyluvjojo1

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The Fallen Angel by ShaniquaHill09

The world is full of corruption, tragedy, and disaster. Rape, murder, embezzlement, human trafficking. You name it. There is nothing humans won't do for money, power or self-gratification. More than that it always seems that the downtrodden and the good-natured always suffer the most. The cherry on top? All this suffering is supposed to be rewarded in heaven when you die...if you make it there that is. Sounds ridiculous, right? Don't worry you aren't alone. My name is Jasmine Peters and I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired as the world around me crumbles while Sky Daddy watches from his ivory tower. I was cursed with the ability to read minds and now I'm owning this curse on my own terms and saving whoever I can with it. If God won't help us... I will. Gabriel: I'll never understand The Almighty's infatuation with these creatures. Humans demand so much, but yet they give so little and whatever they are given they destroy. The audacity of this human especially leaves me particularly annoyed. She dares to defy divinity and scoffs in the face of The Almighty when it was divinity that has gifted her with the ability to do so in the first place. Only a creature as lost as a human would be given a gift and label it a curse. Nonetheless, as the hand of The Almighty, I will do as I am asked by tending the flock and heard this lost sheep back to pasture. As troublesome as she may be, I fear there is something much more sinister at play and she appears to be at the epicenter of this chaos.

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Static

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16