"Our souls are intertwined within the sky above us. That is why we are called Ethers. Our siblings enhance the powers of god in order to make up for their lack of a soul. While we use their soul they left us to harness the ropes above us in the sky, creating our abilities named: Soul Bonds."Imagine, as I was,

sitting down, thinking of one of my favorite shows, when I got inspiration from a certain aspect of it. Then applying it to a story I wished to flush out into the world.

This is a series of 3 short stories about a girl named Grace as her brother, Kelly, has just left for war.

"You don't need to pretend, Zoya!" Logan shouted over the radio noise.

Zoya's heart ached as she tucked in her lips, wishing she could turn back time to when she was a teenager. She was baffled by how the only man she had ever loved could cause her such heartbreak, one that couldn't be diagnosed under an X-ray machine.

In the past ten years, Zoya had invested her time and emotions into the marriage, neglecting her own needs and desires.

Her parents had never supported her relationship with Logan, advising her to focus on her studies when she was just 16. But she had threatened to run away, using her status as an only child to force them to accept her early marriage.

After graduating high school, Logan convinced her to become a full-time housewife. Initially, the marriage was perfect, with Logan taking her on dates, shopping sprees, and vacations. He swept her off her feet, and she abandoned her plans for further education.

However, as Logan became a successful business tycoon, their time together became limited. Whenever she complained about his late nights, he would wrap his arms around her and give her a gentle squeeze, silencing her protests.

Now, Zoya felt a tiny bump in her stomach, followed by a sour pain, but she remained silent. "I can go on a three-month trip," she bargained, her voice discreet but frail.

Logan's response was a dirty smirk, and he leaned forward, staring deeply into her eyes. "My sweet pretensions, Zoya, I don't need you to think for me or go on a vacation."

Zoya felt rejection crawling into her shattered heart, wondering if their love boat had crashed long ago. She remembered her father's fury ten years ago, her mother's attempts to pacify him, and how her father had blocked all communications with her after the wedding.

"Can't you give us a try?" she asked, her voice sounding like a plea.

Logan's lips moved closer to her ears, his words barely audible. "Taste changes, people move on." He shrugged expressively, and Zoya saw his mouth move but couldn't hear properly due to her own emotional deafness.

She crawled on the floor, begging him not to end their marriage, desperate to save it. Logan stepped on her hands, grinding on them in circles, and Zoya swallowed the pain.

He stumbled back, spat on her injured hand, and threw divorce papers on her lap. "It's over, Zoya. Keep the house; I don't want to be stuck in the disgusting memories you've forced on me over the years. Sign that, and I'll have someone collect it in the morning."

With that, Logan turned and walked out of the house, leaving Zoya shattered and alone.

𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍; The act of bringing or recalling a feeling, memory, or image to the conscious mind.

Laying in a frosty forest, with no recollection of where or who she is. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥?

Silence recalls meeting their soon-to-be adoptive mother, at seven years of age.

The Young Lightning Rehabilitation takes the most problem of youths and turns them into good citizens. It makes the most troubled of rebels into compliant and obedient pieces of society. It restructures the most stubborn of minds into docile and contented brains. No-one gets dragged into the centre and comes out unchanged. Everyone who enters its walls comes out broken down, destructured, destroyed, and rebuilt anew.

Simran is a young girl who chooses not to fit in. She doesn't know what she wants, but she knows she wants something. And she knows she'll find that something no matter the cost.

Rio has practically nothing, just the clothes on his back and a bag of food someone gave him while he was loitering in the street.

It is thanks to Rio sitting next to a dumpster that he sees a baby in the trash that looks completely frozen.

With what little strength Rio has left, he is going to not only raise his new sister but do everything in her power so that she has what he never had. Little by little, Rio's love becomes an obsession impossible to contain.

Dealing with his shitty life is already a problem in itself, but things really get complicated when Rio discovers that despite all his efforts, his sister doesn't feel what he expected.

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Depur wanted Siyya to carry messages between the Depuran. Siyya spoke the truth.

---This story takes place in the Tatooine Slave Culture and religion that Fialleril created. Fialleril can be found on Archive Of Our Own and Tumblr.

Allen was raised up in the underworld, the bottom part of the megacity where people thrive for their own survival. One day he pick up an abandoned experiment, Noel, which later led him to unravel the secret of Ayothaya (the part of Apex floor of this gigantic city). In 2177, every civilization already vanished from the catastrophe of global destruction. There's no land, no heat, but a turbulent sea surrounded by rings of fire in every place on earth.

Story Description: There is a family and town of goody-two-shoes but one member of the family is the exact opposite. Throughout this story the family member tries to ruin the day for their family, then town, but everything just backfires but this lady has one last trick up her sleeves.         Mom’s name: Lina. Dad’s name: Derek

Humanity has unlocked the elixir of eternal life.

The brain can be cleaned and washed back into youthfulness. The body cannot. But by transporting the brain to a younger body, one that can host it, it can continue living.

The synthetically produced humans are not people. Of course they're not. If they were people then the originally occurring humans would be monsters for killing them and transferring originally occurring brains into their bodies. The originally occurring people are not monsters. Of course not. They just want to live.

And to save something you need to kill something. The synths are a necessary sacrifice.

-----Ika has heard what the originals think about the synths. But she also knows her own heart, and her own grief, and her own terror.

———This story is in the public domain and anyone can do whatever they want with it.