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The Oracle Paths

Have you ever wished you exactly knew how to accomplish your dreams? Not feeling the slightest doubt anymore? Being aware at any time how every choice, action and decision of yours affects your future? That's what happened to Jake Wilderth, a procrastinating young man without ambition. When a mysterious silver spaceship, popping out from nowhere, delivered to each Earthling a bracelet containing an AI introducing itself as the Oracle, their destiny changed. From a boring uneventful life Jake began to strive for greatness, treading his Path over the dead bodies of many. What a blessing it would have been if he was the only one profiting of such a gift! But when everyone became equal to face the future, he soon realized no gift comes for free.. Just a warning. Volume 1 sets the atmosphere in a Earth slowly degenerating into chaos and can be considered as a big prologue. It is slow and not as rewarding for the readers than mainstream stories on this website. If you can push through it will be worth it. For some real action you need to wait chap 27. =================================== Discord link: https://discord.gg/d8udP7Q

Arkinslize · Sci-fi
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Pure Evil

A slit throat was nothing to Jake. As soon as he activated the Vitality Link, Maeve's wounds were instantly transferred to him, but as before with Svara, he received only a milder version because of his high Constitution.

The deep gash that had sliced open her throat and severed muscles, arteries, thyroid and trachea became a simple incision only a few millimeters deep. Jake had thought at one time that the injury transfer was identical, but this Vitality Link obviously had his own way of quantifying vitality and damage.

His common sense dictated that it had to do with the law of conservation of energy. The energy required to slit or repair Maeve's throat was most likely insignificant compared to that required to achieve the same result on him.

Nor had the extensive blood loss had any substantial effect on his body. The scorching heat of this arid land compensated for the little bit of vitality lost, his bone marrow churning out new blood cells like a tireless factory.