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What Listens Beneath

It was never supposed to happen. On a cold night just after New Year’s, a group of friends killing time at a Nashville mall makes a stupid decision, one that feels harmless in the moment. A trail in the woods. Five minutes. Nothing more. Then they hear a scream. What they find beneath the cliff isn’t a person, and it isn’t an accident. It’s a cave that shouldn’t exist, glowing with a pale, unnatural light.. and something inside that is listening. After that night, nothing is the same. The voice follows them. Not always loud. Not always clear. Sometimes it sounds like someone they love. Sometimes it sounds like themselves. And when they listen for too long, something else comes with it—something that walks the woods after dark, unfinished and patient, never rushing, never seen by the wrong people. The Gang of friends weren’t chosen. They weren’t special. They didn’t unlock a prophecy or inherit a curse. They made a mistake. As fear fractures their friendships and silence becomes unbearable, the group is forced to confront an impossible truth: the thing beneath the trail is older than the city above it, and it doesn’t need to chase them to ruin their lives. It only needs to be heard. Set in modern-day Nashville, What Listens Beneath is a slow-burn supernatural horror about ordinary teenagers thrown into something ancient and unforgiving—where survival isn’t about strength or courage, but about knowing when not to listen. Because once something hears you… it never forgets.
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the right man in the wrong place can make all the difference

Cevver was twenty-three years old, failing his physics degree, living with his parents, and spending most of his days scrolling through bad news on his phone while his friend Ibrahim tried to drag him to the billiards hall. He was not a hero. He was not a genius. He was not even particularly interesting. He was just tired—the kind of tired that sits behind the sternum and does not go away after sleep. One evening, he forgot a pot of water on the stove, lit a cigarette, and the gas ignited. That was the end of him. Then he opened his eyes. He was in a woman's arms. His own hands were small—translucent nails, soft fingers, a body that could not hold its own head up. He cried because he had no other way to speak. He slept because his body had never been awake before. And over the following months, as his hands learned to grasp and his tongue learned to shape sounds, the memories of his old life returned.The night in his bedroom. The professor's tired eyes. Ibrahim laughing at his own joke. The smell of cigarette A wish a half formed, whispered to a dark ceiling came back to him. I wish I could go back and start all over again.Now he is Hector. He lives in a world with no electricity, no internet, no cheap beer. but There are swords and magic and firee arms , fire arms ! , spirits and citadels, a race of people who believe they are chosen by God, and a strange polite man who watches from the edges of things . cevver does not know if his wish was granted by accident or design or all of this is just a dream He does not know if this is a second chance or a longer punishment.But he is alive. He is starting over.And this time, he is determined not to waste it
thuggnificent · 11.6k Views

Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat!

They shattered his life. Now, he’ll break the world. Ethan had it all, until his best friend and the woman he loved betrayed him, leaving him crippled and forgotten. Three years of suffering later, he clawed his way to one final, desperate act… and the universe answered. A hidden quest. A second chance. A return to the moment everything began. Now, Ethan is back, on the eve of Ethereal’s launch, the world’s first fully immersive VR game and the battlefield where legends are forged. Last time, he played fair. This time? He’s armed with years of knowledge: every exploit, every secret quest, every broken mechanic that will let him climb straight to the top. But when he logs in, something is off. The system forces him into an unwanted class—Druid, the game’s biggest joke. The kind of class people pick as a dare and regret immediately. Yet as Ethan digs deeper, the truth shakes him. [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Divine Bloodline: King of Elves!] Ethan stared at the screen, unblinking. “…The hell?” The Druid class was a jack-of-all-trades, master of none—a scattered mess of abilities that mimicked other classes but never truly excelled. Their bear form lacked the raw defense of a proper tank. Their panther form was weaker than a rogue. Their healing fell short of a priest, and their magic couldn’t compare to a mage’s devastating spells. Most players abandoned the class early, realizing they could never compete at the highest level. And yet, Ethan’s stats are off the charts. His talents are absurd. His potential is beyond anything he’s ever seen. The system has given him something no other Druid ever had—a divine bloodline, legendary abilities, and a growth rate that defies logic. If Druids were meant to be weak, then Ethan was the exception that would rewrite history. He’s not just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here to take everything. Factions will rise. Empires will fall. The strongest will thrive, and the weak will perish. And the ones who betrayed him? They won’t live to do it again.
Raundel_NFT · 3.7m Views