A Conspiracy X Story
- Reads 5
- Votes 1
- Parts 1
I'm writing my pc adventures from an older ttrpg called Con X (conspiracy x). Instead of your run of the mill high fantasy setting this world is based off of one much like our own.
But, here in this world things like the paranormal like esp abilities, ghosts, vampires, werewolves, and aliens are very much real. Not everyone knows this though, even when they exist and walk among normal every day people, only those who are the extra normal or apart of the handful of govt. agencies that make sure they stay as myths and conspiracies; the average Joe is none the wiser of who their neighbors or even estranged family members really are.
So come along and see from the pov of two of my own characters, one a personal project of Blackbook and the other a kickass agent with a pension for setting things ablaze when things get tough.
(spoiler? 1st story was written literally a few months before stranger things even aired which blew mind after I made my character 💀)
All Rights Reserved
#501
psychic-abilities
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
The Marionetteʼs Puppeteer (Volume 1)
I don't know if I died or not, but the moment I regained my consciousness, I was already standing on a field full of grass and surrounded by trees. "W-what is that...?" A screen was floating in front of me. 「 Welcome, new adventurer! 」 "Adventur...rer?" But..... I'm so small! My body is the size of a 9 year old kid! And I don't even know what the hell happened to me. After I read some information on the screen, I was amazed that the world I was in was like a VRMMORPG. Magic exists and so does the level. "Huh?" When I look at my status, I'm not neither a mage that cast magic nor a swordsman that wields a sword, instead.... I'm a puppeteer! Will I survive in this new world despite knowing that I don't have a place to stay or food to eat? Note: This is more likely in Fantasy. Magic goes bruh broom brr. Also, there is some terms in this stories that is hard to understand like skills, ultimate skill, so read the prologue for that one. Anyways give me a vote y'all Started Serializing on October 9, 2022 and finished: December 28, 2022 [Volume 1]Complete
Second Sight
!EDITING ON HOLD! *UNDER SERIOUS EDITING* What if I told you all things that go bump in the night were real? All the monsters from scary stories. You wouldn't believe me right? That's insane, or so Brinley had once thought. Brinley Zora, your normal everyday 24 year old video game streamer. She was normal, in every possible sense of the word, or at least she used to be before strange dreams and occurrences started happening to her on a regular basis. Secrets, death, twists and turns, impending doom. All of it to be discovered after shes told her families history. Friendships bonded over generations. Bonded by unseen other worldly forces. Can Brinley and her friends save a world dictated by a single family for almost 27 years? *I own all ideas, plots, and characters. This story is my baby. You wouldn't steal someone's baby right? (I dont own face claims or music used or referenced obviously)* Cover by the ever fabulous @LiziMichelle who is also the face claim for Brinley. Let me be straight up and say, this is extremely unedited. I wrote this in the notepad on my phone a couple years ago when I was in an entirely different place in my life. It's not the best, there are a few holes, but I had fun writing it and I love my characters, so do with this information what you will. If you hate it, don't read it.Complete
The Book of Voltaire: Descent To Madness
I'm an emotional dependent vampire. I do not need to feed on mortal blood, all I need is people's energy. I give them a good laugh, and I absorb that positive energy. If I were to absorb negative energy, I would feel worse than they do. Not only that, I am also a delusional psychic. Being a delusional psychic gives me pros and cons of my daily life. 50/50 of my premonitions are either delusion or any actual foreshadowing of the future like a seer and the way I could read people's minds so easily. I have this profound power of knowing things instantly that is impossible for me to even know, to the point that I shouldn't even know them. It is a creative and intuitive talent that helps me write books as I could use clairvoyance around the surrounding area and beyond, in order for me to write as much as information as I can. Such as "auto-writing" while astral projecting.Complete
My Past Mate Rejected Me
"You rejected me!! Not the other way around!!" I yelled at him, tears streaming down my face. "I know." He says, he head hangs low. "And I'm sorry. I should never have rejected you." He went to take my hands into his but I turned away from him. Tears were still going down my face. How could he, after all this time, have the nerve to come here. He knew that he had hurt me. Now he is sorry and wants me back? No. "Please. Believe me. I messed up big time! I didn't know what I had until it was gone!" He said. I heard every word. They cut through the wall of my heart and placed themselves on it . It hurt. But what he did to me had hurt even more. "That's right. You screwed up. Consider me lost." I said. Then I walked away.Complete
Dark Apocalypse II
In an unforeseen cataclysm, humanity turned its own world into a hellish wasteland. The once-glorious civilization now lies in ruins, with bloodthirsty zombies roaming every corner. The few uninfected survivors live every moment in a relentless struggle against the clutches of death. Formerly influential tycoons and high-ranking officials have been stripped of their power and privilege, reduced to ordinary people who often fare worse than those who once lived in obscurity. Once-proud heiresses and daughters of dignitaries have abandoned their arrogance, now begging for the smallest chance of survival. In this broken world, where laws have crumbled and order is no more, strength alone is the key to staying alive. The powerful dominate all, setting the new rules and controlling precious resources. Desperation and fear twist human nature, grinding kindness and compassion into dust, leaving survival as the only creed. In this infernal wasteland, the fight to live is merciless and unending. "I'm not cold-blooded," the protagonist murmurs, gazing at the crimson sky with an unyielding determination to survive burning in their eyes. "I just want to live." As they push their limits to grow stronger, they seek a glimmer of hope in the darkness. But will they be able to hold onto their last shred of humanity, or will this ruthless world consume them completely? In *Dark Apocalypse*, the brutal reality of the end times is laid bare, and the battle for survival has only just begun.
WEREWOLVES 101 - Beginners Guide
This is where I confusingly ramble on and on about Werewolves, but somehow it makes sense. All nerds welcome. This is a safe space, this is a ✨nerd✨ space. Here we talk about all things Werewolves. And I'm going to ramble about random things. After this has finished, I will still add questions and answers to the Q/A because I need something to do in life. So send questions.) In this book I cover: • The world's view on Werewolves • Teen Wolf's view on Werewolves • Wattpads view on Werewolves • My view on Werewolves • Werewolf abilities • Alpha Werewolf Abilities • Mind Links • Mates, Marking, and Mating • Shifting • Clichés • The Wolf • Moon Goddess • Other Supernatural Creatures • Humans and their annoying(or not) roles. • GRAMMAR • Q/A I do not cover Pack Hierarchy in this, because for me that's a whole other matter, I need one whole book for that. It's- this is a wonderful subject that I'm obsessed with(I'm literally SO obsessed with Werewolves it's not a joke.) I'm in my research mode. !Slow Updates! Fun fact: A cats meow is they're way of communicating with people. Cats meow for many reasons- like to say hello, to ask for things, and to tell us when something's wrong. Meowing is an interesting vocalization in that adult cats don't actually meow at each other, just at people. I can vouch for that since my two cats never meowed at each other, just at the humans.Complete
Never Ending Lies ✔️
{EDITING PROCESS} *BOOK ONE OF TWO* When a high school student named Davina Smith faces her senior year after a tragedy in her family, suddenly finds herself appealed to the new kids in town. She never had an interest in befriending anyone besides her childhood friends Emma and Jackson, But these kids had something about them that just made them stick out. Maybe it wasint such a bad idea to expand her social life. What could go wrong? Right..? ~~~~~~~~~~~ Davina Smith, a 17 year old with trauma of losing those close to her from past experiences and losses, is soon appealed to the new kids in town. Or more like appealed to the attractive black haired, green eyed boy. She's never been the one to want to have a relationship. Is now the time? Xavier Witts, a 18 year old boy hiding a nothing more than a couple lies... or so he says. Xavier never wanted to get attached to someone he could lose. He never to wanted to go through that again. But what happens when suddenly that person fights against his measures of protection? What happens when that person is willing to risk their life just to be with him? Luckily he would do the same ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't know what to do Xavier..." I cry uncontrollably into his chest as he holds onto me for dear life. "I know love. I know." "I'm such a bother to yall." I choke out. "I'm so fucking weak. I can't even defend myself." Xavier's arms unwrap from my body, and his hands hold my teary face. "I'm a worthless h-human." Xavier furrows his eyebrows in pain. A tear of his own falling down his face. "No," he says shaking his head. "No. You've never been a bother to me. You aren't weak. And you most certainly aren't worthless." I gasp to breathe, and he continues talking. "What you are is an amazing person who hasn't let all of this crazy bullshit affect her. You handled it like a champ. What you are is a strong, brave being that has stood by my side." I breathe as he leans closer. "What you are, is the love of my life...."Complete
Vile Dominion
Disclaimer: This is my own work, if a character seem to be similar, it may be due to a coincidence or may also be because I was inspired of their work. I tried my best to make a unique content. In a world where the heavens themselves weave intricate schemes, Li Gang is reborn into the brutal cultivation realm of the Divine Spirit World. Here, power is absolute, and the strongest warriors and immortals manipulate fate, treating mortals and weaker cultivators as mere pawns in their grand designs. Armed with the memories of his past life and a mind sharper than any blade, Li Gang quickly realizes that raw strength alone is not enough to survive. Every sect, clan, and faction hides venomous plots, and even disciples are mere tools for their masters' ambitions. The path to power is paved with betrayal, deception, and blood. But Li Gang is no ordinary pawn. With unparalleled intellect and an unwavering will, he begins to turn the tide-navigating deadly conspiracies, outwitting ancient masterminds, and twisting their own schemes against them. Whether through manipulation, ruthless strategy, or sheer defiance, he refuses to be controlled. Yet, the deeper he delves into the world's secrets, the more terrifying the truth becomes. The so-called "Immortals" are not as invincible as they claim. They, too, are caught in a game far greater than he ever imagined. The true masterminds lurk in the shadows, pulling the strings of even the highest cultivators. To break free, Li Gang must not only rise to power but shatter the very foundations of this world's control. Can he outscheme the schemers and become the ultimate ruler, or will he, too, fall victim to the grand design? In a world of lies, only the sharpest mind reigns supreme. (Some grammatical errors at the beginning chapters. It is fixed later on!)
I don't know if I died or not, but the moment I regained my consciousness, I was already standing on a field full of grass and surrounded by trees. "W-what is that...?" A screen was floating in front of me. 「 Welcome, new adventurer! 」 "Adventur...rer?" But..... I'm so small! My body is the size of a 9 year old kid! And I don't even know what the hell happened to me. After I read some information on the screen, I was amazed that the world I was in was like a VRMMORPG. Magic exists and so does the level. "Huh?" When I look at my status, I'm not neither a mage that cast magic nor a swordsman that wields a sword, instead.... I'm a puppeteer! Will I survive in this new world despite knowing that I don't have a place to stay or food to eat? Note: This is more likely in Fantasy. Magic goes bruh broom brr. Also, there is some terms in this stories that is hard to understand like skills, ultimate skill, so read the prologue for that one. Anyways give me a vote y'all Started Serializing on October 9, 2022 and finished: December 28, 2022 [Volume 1]
More detailsContent Guidelines