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Beyond The Dreamweaver's Grasp

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 470    |    Released on: 14/06/2025

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Beyond The Dreamweaver's Grasp
Beyond The Dreamweaver's Grasp
“My life was merely surviving my stepfather Jedediah's escalating abuse in our remote, dusty shack. His greedy eyes always gleamed with ruthless schemes, each one promising more control over me. Then came Lily, a beautiful "Dreamweaver" Jedediah bought from Mama Maeve, believing she'd conjure immense wealth. His incessant demands for gold quickly warped into escalating violence, until one horrifying night, Lily's true power unleashed. She utterly drained Jedediah, transforming my tormentor into a withered husk before my own eyes. But the horror only deepened when Lily revealed the shattering truth: she was my birth mother, returned not to embrace, but to harvest my "pure" Dreamweaver essence for unparalleled power. How could the woman who bore me coldly seek to consume me, abandoning my life as just a tool for her ruthless ambition? They gravely underestimated me; my adoptive mother had secretly trained me in a unique, amber power of protection. In a desperate battle for my very soul, I didn't just fight back; I subdued her, forcing my formidable, murderous birth mother to become the living source for my own burgeoning power. My life was a cage, but now I hold the keys, ready to forge my own dark destiny.”
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