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Attempt under the cut!

"But that's- that's not how Charm works!" She stuttered, one hand gripping her hair in an unconscious gesture. I, like always, guided that hand away, only for her to slap my arm away and step back. "Don't do that! You were pretending from the start didn't you?!"

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"Wait... So this whole time, you weren't under my Charm?"

"Well..." I looked away from the shocked eyes fixed on me. "I mean, kinda..? When you used your power on me the first time, it half worked. My body did what you told it to, but my mind was awake-"

"But it didn't fail!" She accused, eyes narrowing as she stabbed me in the chest with her index finger "You're clearly awake right now! Have been for months as you've clearly said!" She stepped back once more. "How long?"

"No!" I hurried to say, taking a step forward so we they were close once again. "I mean it, my body moved against my will at first! I was really scared you know? Wondering what the famous Charmer would make me do, and why my Immunity failed!"

"How long what?"

"How long did my power work?"

I looked away.

"...About a week and half."

"A week and- you've been pretending to be my minion for half a year?!"

I cringed from her shout, then sheepishly nodded and looked away again as she stared dumbfounded at me.

'This situation should be hilarious from an outside perspective...' I thought as she stormed out of the room, helplessly watching her without daring to do or say anything. How would one explain this, anyway?

She was the Charmer. A villain in the city, who arrived around half a year ago. Her powers were to hypnotize people and make them do their bidding, and she was also a genius who made all those machines she used to wreck the city.

While I... was just a normal girl with a pretty useless superpower, or so I thought. I was immune to mental manipulation. That's it. Though it seemed that those with very strong powers could affect me temporarily...

Ok, the situation was this: I was kicked out of my house one day, because my shitty parents decided 18 was adult enough to survive alone in the world. They gave me enough cash to rent a crappy apartment for a few months, and that was it. I was alone, surviving as I could taking job after job, low paying of course because someone with a college degree coukd really aspire to something better.

One day, I was relaxing in a rare off at a mall. Just walking around with a plain coffee to go, looking through the shops and thinking about how much more I should save to buy this or that.

And then, the whole mall trembled. People started to shout and run, and I turned my head up to see a huge robot suddenly break through one of the walls, thankfully not bring the building down. Out of the wreckage came the Charmer, a supervillain that had recently been becoming famous, along with lots of smaller robots. Against her, appeared Lexus, a typical super with flight and super strength.

I, along many people, tried to leave the mall. Everyone knew not to get involved in a fight between superpowered people. Thing is, apart from my Mental Manipulation Immunity, I was just a normal human with normal reaction and running speed. Meaning that when the Charmer reacted, I was too slow: suddenly, many people with glowing pink eyes started grabbing other people. One of them being me.

Now, I had some fighting skills. I could get rid of some of the Charmed. But I was nothing against a mob because, again, normal person here. So I was finally grabbed and used as a hostage against Lexus.

I was honestly very scared and didn't get much of what they talked about. I just know that I must've grabbed her attention with my little show of resistance, because she suddenly grabbed me (looked like she also had some training because I couldn't escape her hold) and started retreating using me as a shield.

"That's right honey, keep that helpless and scared expression in your face," she said to me (well, more like purred) as we were retreating. "That will make sure he doesn't follow. Now, if you are a good girl, once we get far enough I will just release you and go on my way. But collaborate, ok honey?" I nodded, tense but hopeful. I hadn't heard about her killing people yet, so hopefully everything would go as planned and I would be free in a while.

But then, I saw it. A big piece of a stone pillar, suddenly going down.

I didn't think. I just... Reacted.

"Watch out!"

I pulled the both of us out of its way, saving our lives from being flattened.

Now, if that were the only thing that happened, then things would have been very different. But I just had to throw us away by grabbing her, and the only thing I could grab in that moment wa sher mask. Which I took off.

So imagine both of our stunned expressions there. She, above me, looking down at me with mesmerizing pink eyes framed by her dark hair, and me, staring equally dumbfounded under her as the rock crashed.

My gut clenched. I was in a very bad position right now. So I tried throwing her off, which I surprisingly managed, and scrambled away, trusting my Immunity to protect me.

And that's when the Charmer struck.

"Stop"

My body froze.

"Come back dear"

No matter hiw much I screamed in my mind, my body did as she commanded, and I walked towards her until I was commanded to stop.

"Now, now, I get what you did was an accident," she said, pulling her mask back on. "But you still saw my face. That means you're coming with me dear."

I internally swore, trying by any and all means to command my body fo move, to run away, do something. But my body didn't, and why wasn't my immunity working?!

And so, we both ran away from the mall, into a waiting orb-like flying machine that took us away from the scene... And myself away from safety.

"Hmm, sadly I can't erase your memories." She mused out loud as the orb thing flew us to who knows where. "My powers don't work like that, you know? I'm just controlling you, but you will recall everything if I free you..." She stared at me while I internally trembled, wondering if I eas going to have the dubious honor of being her first kill. "Well, you did save me just then, so I won't do anything too drastic." She stayed silent for a bit while I thanked every deity in the sky for that. "Tell me about yourself."

The order was sudden, and before I could stop it, my mouth started to move and told her everything about me: my name, my address, my current situation... In sum, I was beyond fucked.

"I see... Poor dear. So, no family, no friends, a job it wouldn't be too strange for you to quit..."

Oh no. That didn't sound good.

"I have been on the market for a minion after all," Oh no. "And you seem pretty useful, knowing how to fight." Oh fuck no. "Yes, I think you'll do," She smirked, and my fate was sealed. Her eyes glowed pink, and while whatever she was doing didn't affect my mind I could feel the sensation of it, shivering before my body on its own relaxed and smiled at her.

"Thanks for the opportunity, ma'am" My voice said while I helplessly stared at myself moving without my consent. I knew my eyes were glowing as pink as hers.

"Don't mention it, dear. The pleasure is all mine," she purred with that smirk still on her face.

And that was it. We flew towards a hidden mansion in the outskirts, her lair, and my life as a minion started. The mansion was filled with robots with pink stones embedded in them, who acted as servants and assistants. I myself had one too, a choker with a teardrop-shaped pink gem dangling on it which supposedly held her Charm power, and could be recharged.

As for my functions... Well, I was more the assistant type. Her plans were surprisingly detailed, needing a lot of research which meant I had to help her with it. I also made sure she took her meals on time.

My life... Was surprisingly ok. I had a place to stay, food to eat, and when she didn't need me I could more or less do as I pleased (except leave the grounds).

So when A week and a half passed and I noticed myself finally free from her powers... Well, at first it was because I couldn't escape yet, I didn't have a plan, so I let the energy of the pendant in me aggain and sort of... Acted, while I planned.

And then. Then I discovered why she became a supervillain.

At first itvwas because of the usual reasons: she was discriminated for her power, dismissed and not given any opportunities in life. So she retaliated, kept growing, until the Villain League contacted her. She decided to join out of self-preservation, but then she... Discovered the truth hidden from the public.

Turns out, tge so-called 'superheroes' were part of the league. The many dirty secretss the villains had, the heroes were in charge of distracting people from them. The battles were mostly fake, and in return, the heroes got the fame and part of the benefits of said dirty secrets.

The Charmer had wanted no part on it, but couldn't escape. So she bid her time, kept doing the attacks and getting the money, and gathered information.

Getting the proof to my face about the so-called 'superheroes' s corruption nearly made me lose the act, let me tell you, as well as discovering the supposed villain that kidnapped me was doing mire to save this city than anyone else.

She was doing it alone, because she couldn't trust anyone as they could be undercover agents. She only had her machines to help her... And myself.

Look, the woman was crap at taking care of herself. Without me, she would eat once of twice a day, and only quick things that didn't take much time out of her 'job'. Which, fair: having to complete the missions assigned to her by the League, plan her own attacks, participate in meetings, and try and get information on her own which sometimes impkied planning an infiltration hera and there, kept her incredibly busy. The machines helped, but were limited.

And I... Well. As I said, I had a good life here. And she was surprisingly gentle, and witty, and stubborn, and beautiful, and... I liked being there for her.

So I just. Kept acting as her minion. At some point she gave me a suit that enhanced my strength and joined her sometimes on her missions, watching in real time how this woman, who ahd a very real, very deserved grudge against the world in general, left all of that aside to help people whenever she could get away from it. And having me to 'control', she now could do more.

So yeah, I decided to stay with her. And I don't think I would have been discivered, had it not been because of fucking Lexus. Who turns out is a creep who goes after women and 'enjoys' some of the human trafficking rings some of the villains have going on.

It was after a meeting. Charmer and I were pulled by that dickehad because the next stages fight would be between us. One moment Charmer and him were talking while I did my best mannequin impression, the next Charmer was stumbling and Lexus catching her. Her gaze was hazy, and she wasn't resisting Lexus.

"Tell her to leave so we can some fun," Lexus said with a disgusting grin on his face. And Charmer, although visibly confused, gave the order.

If I wanted to keep pretending being her thrall I should obey the order. But if I left, something bad would happen to her.

The decision was unsurprisingly easy.

"Hey, dickhead." I said, grinning at the surprised expression he showed but before I puched the asshole's lights out using the suit's max strength. I then hurried to Charmer, and shook her.

"Wha-", she mumbled. Her eyes were still hazy, and whatever he gave her looked like needed time to wear off. I cursed, and decided to get away from there. Thankfully the League's lair had many exits, and I knew my way through some of them, so I managed to escape while dragging both of them to the flying orb and returning to the mansion.

Once there, I tied the dickhead with material made especially for those with enhanced strength, and carried Charmer to her bedroom. Onve everyone was in their respective place, I once again acted as the Charmed assistant and prayed she didn't figure it out.

Which, of course, she did. The second I didn't obey her orders, despite her having charged the choker just days ago, she realized something was wrong with me. Which forced me to confess everything... which bring us to the actual situation: me, watching her run off without quite knowing what to do.

"Fuck," I sighed, running my hands through my face. Well, there was no use staying still: there was a super tied sown in the basement that coukd wake up anytime now.

“Wait… So this whole time, you weren’t under my mind control?”

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Roll for Plot

Need to get out of a slump? Get writing? Need inspiration for a short story? Why not try the "Roll for Plot" and see what you land on. This series explores a "Roll for Plot" guide. Starting off with Fantasy! Later we'll explore:

Sci-Fi, Horror, Mystery, Romance, General Fiction, Romantasy, Sci-Fi Romance, Monster Romance, Trope Subversion and of course Character Creation.

Setting

A mystical forest with glowing trees.

A kingdom built atop floating islands.

A bustling city where magic is forbidden.

An ancient, crumbling castle cursed by a forgotten spell.

A hidden underground realm of strange creatures.

A village that appears only during a full moon.

A massive library filled with living books.

A sacred temple guarded by elemental spirits.

A dangerous wasteland where dragons roam freely.

A market where anything—even time—can be bought.

A war-torn land on the brink of destruction.

A celestial realm where mortals are unwelcome.

Protagonist

A runaway prince or princess with a stolen relic.

A sorcerer whose magic is slowly consuming them.

A knight betrayed by their own kingdom.

A rogue with a map to a legendary treasure.

A bard whose songs can alter reality.

A half-human, half-mythical creature struggling to fit in.

A cursed warrior seeking redemption.

A scholar obsessed with forbidden knowledge.

A young farmhand destined to awaken an ancient power.

A shapeshifter who has lost their true form.

A healer who can mend anything—except their own wounds.

A ghost bound to complete an unfinished quest.

Plot

The protagonist must retrieve a stolen artifact before it falls into the wrong hands.

A prophecy predicts their rise or downfall, and now everyone wants them dead.

A secret guild offers them a mission they can’t refuse.

They must unite warring factions against a common enemy.

A portal opens, bringing forth creatures from another world.

The protagonist wakes up with no memory—and a bounty on their head.

An ancient dragon chooses them as its rider.

They accidentally unleash an ancient evil and must set things right.

A magical plague is spreading, and they may be the key to stopping it.

They must win a dangerous tournament to claim their birthright.

They uncover a long-lost kingdom hidden from the world.

The world is ending, and only a forgotten legend holds the answer.

Twist

The villain is actually their long-lost sibling.

The protagonist is not who they think they are.

Magic is slowly fading from the world, and they must restore it.

The real enemy has been manipulating them from the start.

A prophecy was misinterpreted—they are the villain.

A friend or ally betrays them at a crucial moment.

The story takes place in a dream—or an illusion.

The villain was trying to save the world.

The protagonist must sacrifice something dear to them to succeed.

The protagonist and villain are two halves of the same soul.

A powerful deity has been guiding (or deceiving) them all along.

The entire world is a construct.

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I’ve seen your post on how to compromise in romantic relationships, do you have one on how to compromise in platonic and familial relationships?

Writing Notes: Compromise

in Platonic & Familial Relationships

People with a compromising conflict style often try to resolve conflict by proposing seemingly equal compromises, such as meeting in the middle between two extreme positions or making a significant compromise just to move forward. Although a compromising conflict style can move a conversation forward, the solution may not address root issues, making this style unstable over time.

Compromise is essential in any relationship, particularly during conflict. Each partner must consider giving something up of similar value so that they meet somewhere in the middle (Grieger, 2015).

Encourage bouncing ideas off each other until both parties find a win for both of them. Capture the following:

What is the disagreement about?

What does a win for each person look like?

Brainstorm ideas that could lead to mutual satisfaction.

Often, resolutions to conflict and disagreement feel like a win to both parties; this is a win–win situation. The goal should be for mutual satisfaction.

The more individuals have a relational focus (i.e., a greater use of “we”) while narrating their experiences of compromise with family, the better psychological health they will experience (Lin et al., 2014)

The Conflict Management Styles

Include accommodating, avoiding, collaborating, competing and compromising.

People tend to have a dominant style.

The Thomas Kilmann conflict mode instrument, or TKI, is frequently used in conflict resolution training and identifies 5 distinct modes that people use to handle conflict (Thomas & Kilman).

Understanding your conflict handling style may help you handle future conflicts more effectively.

Compromising - usually indicates the person who is compromising is at the mid-point on the assertiveness scale and the mid-point on the cooperativeness scale.

That means that the compromiser tries to find middle-ground by taking care of his/her needs as well as the needs of others.

The compromiser does try to cooperate but not at his/her personal expense.

The compromising style shows a moderate concern for self and others.

Even though you may often hear that the best way to handle a conflict is to compromise, the compromising style is not a win/win solution but a partial win/lose.

When you compromise, you give up some or most of what you want.

The conflict gets resolved temporarily, but lingering thoughts of what you gave up could lead to a future conflict.

Compromising may be a good strategy when time limitations or conflict prolonging may lead to relationship deterioration.

Compromise may also be good when both parties have equal power or other resolution strategies have not worked (Macintosh & Stevens, 2008).

Compromising may help conflicting parties come to a resolution, but neither may be completely satisfied if they each had to give something up.

Compromising Style: This style aims to find an expedient, mutually acceptable solution that partially satisfies both parties in the conflict while maintaining some assertiveness and cooperativeness. “This style is best to use when the outcome is not crucial and you are losing time; for example, when you want to just make a decision and move on to more important things and are willing to give a little to get the decision made,” Dr. Barbara Benoliel, a certified professional mediator and mitigation specialist, says. “However,” she adds, “be aware that no one is really satisfied.”

People often get accommodating and compromising confused.

Accommodating means sacrificing your needs/wants/desires for what the other wants without them giving anything in return.

When you compromise, both parties give something and gain something.

A negative of compromising is that it may be used as an easy way out of a conflict.

The compromising style is most effective when both parties find the solution reasonably agreeable.

Example: Rosa and D’Shaun could decide that Casey’s allowance does need to be increased and could each give her $10.00 more a week by committing to taking their lunch to work twice a week instead of eating out. They are giving up something, and if neither has a problem taking their lunch to work, the compromise is equitable. If the couple agrees that the 20 extra dollars a week should come out of D’Shaun’s golf budget, the compromise is not as equitable, and D’Shaun, although he agreed to the compromise, may end up with feelings of resentment. Dialogue may assist this couple to find a win-win outcome.

In the Workplace. Compromising is a conflict resolution strategy in which you and the other party willingly forfeit some of your needs to reach an agreement.

It’s known as a “lose-lose” strategy, since neither of you achieve your full goal.

This strategy works well when your care for your goal and the relationship are both moderate. You value the relationship, but not so much that you abandon your goal, like in accommodation.

Example: Maybe you and a peer express interest in leading an upcoming project. You could compromise by co-leading it or deciding one of you leads this one and the other the next one.

Compromising requires big-picture thinking and swallowing your pride, knowing you won’t get all your needs fulfilled.

The benefits are that you and the other party value your relationship and make sacrifices to reach a mutually beneficial resolution.

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 ⚜ More: References ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

Hope this helps with your writing!

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Beginners Guide to Descriptive Sentences

Hi writers.

I’m Rin T, and in this post I’m excited to share with you a detailed guide on how to craft vivid descriptions and descriptive sentences for your writing. I’ve long believed that descriptive writing is the magic that turns ordinary text into an immersive experience. When done well, every sentence acts like a brushstroke that paints a scene in the reader’s mind.

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I have seen how powerful descriptions can engage readers and establish a strong connection with the narrative. Descriptive writing is not simply about decorating your work; it is about building an atmosphere that transports your reader to a world. your world.

When you write descriptions, remember:

You are setting the tone.

You are building a world.

You are evoking emotions.

You are inviting your readers to experience your story with all their senses.

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Below are my personal tips and tricks to help you build detailed and captivating descriptions:

Begin With the Senses

Description does not solely depend on what the eyes can see. Consider sound, smell, taste, and touch. For instance, instead of writing “The witch’s hut was eerie,” try elaborating: “The witch’s hut exuded an eerie aura. The creaking timber and distant echoes of whispering winds mingled with the pungent aroma of burnt sage and mysterious herbs.” In this way, you help the reader not only see the scene but also feel it.

Choose Precise and Evocative Language

Precision in language is vital. Replace generic adjectives with specific details to boost clarity and imagery. Rather than “The forest was dark,” consider: “The forest was a labyrinth of shadowed boughs and muted undergrowth, where the light barely touched the spindly branches, and every step unveiled whispers of ancient spells.” Specific details create tangible images that stay with readers.

Show, Don’t Just Tell

A common mistake is to “tell” the reader how to feel, rather than “showing” it through context and detail. Instead of writing “It was a spooky night,” immerse your reader: “Under a pallid crescent moon, the night unfurled like a canvas of foreboding whispers; broken branches and rustling leaves narrated the secrets of a long-forgotten curse.” By showing the elements, you invite the reader to experience the fear and mystery firsthand. (You don't need to be as dramatic as my examples, but this is simply for inspiration)

Use Figurative Language Thoughtfully

Metaphors, similes, and other figures of speech lend an artistic flair to your descriptions. When writing about a scene in a magical world, you might say: “Her eyes shone like twin beacons of moonlit silver, cutting through the gloom as if to part the veil of night itself.” Such comparisons evoke emotions and deepen the reader’s connection with the scene. However, be cautious not to overdo it; a little figurative language can go a long way.

Strike a Balance Between Details and Pacing

While elaborate descriptions are alluring, too many details can weigh down your narrative. Consider introducing the broader scene first and then focusing on key elements that define the mood. For instance, start with an overview: “The village lay nestled between ancient stone arches and mist-covered hills.” Then, zoom into details: “A solitary, ivy-clad tower sent spiraling tendrils of mist into the twilight, as if guarding secrets of a long-lost incantation.” This technique creates a rhythm, drawing readers in gradually.

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To help you practice these techniques, try the following exercises:

Sensory Detail Drill: Select a familiar scene from your fantasy world (for example, a witch’s secluded garden). Write a short paragraph focusing on each of the five senses. What do you taste as you bite into a magical fruit? What sounds resonate in the quiet of the enchanted night? This drill helps you to avoid flat descriptions and encourages you to integrate sensory experiences.

Revision and Refinement: Take a simple sentence like “The night was cold,” and transform it using the advice above. Rework it into something like, “The night was a canvas of shimmering frost and darkness, where every breath of the wind carried a hint of winter’s sorrow.” Compare the two, and notice how minor adjustments can dramatically heighten the mood.

Peer Review Sessions: Sharing your work can offer invaluable insights. Exchange your descriptions with fellow writers and ask for focused feedback, Does the description evoke the intended emotion? Does it deliver a clear image? Use these sessions as opportunities to improve and refine your craft.

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Through my years of writing, I've learned that even the most passionate writers can stumble. Here are some pitfalls to watch out for:

Overloading With Adjectives: While it’s tempting to create elaborate descriptions, too many adjectives and adverbs can distract rather than enhance. Aim for clarity and purpose in every word. Instead of “a very dark, spooky, frightening forest filled with creepy sounds,” try “a forest shrouded in ominous silence, where every rustle hinted at unseen mysteries.”

Falling Into Clichés: Familiar images can sometimes render your work predictable. Try to avoid worn phrases. Instead of “as dark as night,” imagine “as impenetrable as the void that separates worlds.” Unique expressions capture attention and create lasting impressions.

Neglecting the Flow: Descriptions are vital, but the narrative must continue to drive forward. Check that your detailed passages serve to enhance the storyline rather than bog it down. Ask yourself: Does this description bring the reader closer to the action, or does it detract from the momentum of the narrative?

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Once you’re comfortable with the basics, consider these advanced methods to elevate your descriptions into artful prose:

Integrate Descriptions Seamlessly: Instead of isolating your descriptions, weave them into dialogue and action. For example, as a witch brews her potion, you might describe the bubbling cauldron and swirling mists as part of her incantation, not just as a standalone scene. “As she whispered the ancient words, the cauldron responded, its surface rippling like a dark mirror reflecting centuries of secrets.”

Reflect Character Perspectives: Let your characters’ emotions color the scene. If a character fears a looming threat, their perception will add a layer of tension to the environment. “I entered the dim corridor with trepidation, my heart pounding as the flickering torchlight revealed spectral figures dancing along the walls.” This technique makes the description both situational and personal.

Use Rhythm: The cadence of your sentences can mirror the pace of your narrative. In high-tension moments, short, abrupt sentences heighten the urgency. Conversely, in serene scenes, longer, flowing sentences can create a tranquil atmosphere. Experiment with sentence structure until you find a balance that suits both your style and the mood you wish to convey.

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your narrative is your unique creation. you too will find your distinctive voice. I encourage you to keep experimenting with different techniques until your descriptions feel both natural and mesmerizing. Write freely, revise diligently, and most importantly, let your creative spirit shine through every line.

Thank you for joining me. I hope these tips can help you.

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Writing Ideas: Bookish Tropes

tropes about books, libraries, and the people that love them

Bookmark Clue: Important information is discovered being used as a bookmark.

Deadly Book: A book that can inflict harm on its readers and/or writer.

Intrepid Fictioneer: A character who travels into in-universe fictional settings.

Literal Bookworm: Actual worms or wormy bugs that eat books, read books, or read books by eating them.

Mystery Writer Detective: A mystery writer who solves actual crimes.

Portal Book: A book that can transport someone to the world of its story or illustrations.

Reality-Writing Book: A book describing what is currently happening to its reader.

Rewriting Reality: Altering reality by writing down the changes you want.

Tomes of Prophecy and Fate: Books that contain prophecies and predictions of things to come.

Writing About Your Crime: Someone writes a book about a crime they committed and passes it off as fiction.

Source ⚜ More: References ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

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"Well, what now?"

I stared at the soul in front of me, then shifted through the paperwork related to them.

"Well, I can see here you've spent relatively little time in hell, while your time in heaven was significant. Tell me, dear one, have you deduced what each place wants to teach you?"

"Well..." the soul shifted, likely surprised by my question. Most were. "In hell I experienced... the hurt I gave others?" I nodded encouragingly. "So it showed me things I did that hurt others wether I realized it hurt them or not. And in heaven... I had people come to me and tell me every little positive thing I did for them." The soul teared up a little. "I... never realized how much my mere presence was enough for someone. I just- I thought I didn't have much impact in people, but-"

"Not many do," I patiently explained. "But every act a soul does, wether positive or negative, intentional or not, leaves an impact." It's remarkable how few souls semeed to not realize this. How could they think a soul could have no importance?

"The mere fact of existing leaves a mark." I emphasized. "No one passes through life without leaving their mark. Every single soul matters in some way."

The soul nodded, wiping their tears. "I... I saw that, yeah."

"So, about your question. After seeing the harm and happiness you brought others, what do you think comes next?"

I looked as the soul tried, and failed, to think of something. Some souls had suggestions, like 'eternal peace', 'reincarnation', and even 'wiped out of existence'. Until now, no soul have given me the correct answer.

"Let me give you a hint. You've seen your actions in relation to how they affected others. But there is someone else they affected, someone you've thought little of." Their confusion seemed to increase and I smiled indulgently at them. "Don't worry. You're slitted for quite some time there, you'll figure it out."

And with a wave of my hand, I sent the soul to the next plane. 'Self-reflection', as I called it. In there souls, after seeing who they were in the eyes of others, should try and make peace with who they really are, before reincarnating.

A soul's true nature rarely changed, in my experience. No matter what life they've led in a cycle, what body they've inhabited, what experiences they had — in the end, a soul couldn't be anything but itself. And souls... Well, human souls were still human. They had not only good aspects, but bad ones and those were sometimes difficult to accept. But accept them they should, for that's the only way a soul could be peaceful enough to reincarnate.

Some cycles made the process easier, others made it more difficult. It all depended in the soul, in the end.

Sighing, I shook my head and ushered the next soul in. Death's job was neverending, after all.

First, all souls go to Hell, where they experience the suffering they inflicted upon others. Then, heaven, which reminds them of all the happiness they brought. And only then they are allowed to move on to the next step.

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Prompts

First of all, these are not mine. I found them written in a notebook from 10+ years ago, and the only thing written about the author was 'by blackvixzin'. Idk which website I took them from, but credit to them! If the original poster finds me by any chance and asks me to take this down or credit them properly I will.

Anyway, I'm posting this because I have created some characters and now I want to play with them to see how they'd fit together. For that, I tried to look for prompts where multiple characters participated... and found next to none. It was all character A and character B. I remembered these and after looking in every single notebook I had (I save them all bc I can still scribble in the blank pages) I finally found it! And I'm sharing because there may be people looking for the same.

Anyway, how this works: Instead of characters A or B, the characters are numbered. I randomized the numbers at the time so I could play with 10 characters, but you can just replace the numbers using another randomizer. If you want to up the number of characters, those prompts that are like 'you decide who to meet' you can substitute yourself with another character.

Anyway, hope this is useful to you!

2 invites 6 and 7 to dinner at their house. What happens?

4 tries to get 3 to a strip club

You need to stay at a friend's house for the night. Do you choose 9, 2, or 6?

1 and 6 are making out. 3 walks in... their reaction?

4 falls in love with 3. 7 is jealous. What happens?

8 jumps you in a dark alley. Who comes to your rescue, 10, 2, or 9?

4 decides to start a cooking show. 15 minutes later, what is happening?

5 is in a car crash and gets injured. What does 9 do?

8 has to marry 6, 4, or 3. Who do they choose?

10 kidnaps 7 and demand something from 1 for 7's release. What is it?

You get to meet either 2 or 8. Who do you choose?

1 challenges 10 to a chariot race. Why?

Everyone gangs up on 9. Does 9 have a chance in hell?

Everyone is invited to 8 and 6's wedding except for 2. How do they react?

Why is 1 afraid of 3?

5 gathers everyone to tell them a fairytale. How does it go?

7 arrives late to 3 and 4's wedding. What happens? and why are they late?

10 and 6 get roaring drunk and end up at your house. What happens?

7, 3, 8, and 4 go to the zoo for 3's birthday party. How does it go? What presents do they get?

Everyone gets together and starts protesting something outside your house. What are they protesting? And what do you do?

10 murders 5's best friend. What does 5 do to get back at them?

5 and 2 are in mortal danger. Only one of them can survive. Does 5 save themselves or 2?

Which one of them is most likely to fail at life?

6 is trapped in a cave. 4 comes to the rescue. What happens?

10 starts a day camp. What happens?

2, 3, and 6 are doing the Macarena. 8 walks in. What happens?

1 writes fanfiction where 9 and 6 are going out. What's 5's reaction?

7 makes an apple pie. Is it any good?

9 and 6 go camping. For some reason, they forgot to bring food. What do they do?

Write the summary for a fanfic about 3 and 9.