All Chapters of Control C | Control V: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Control, C. Control V. That has been my life for about 10 years. Copying and pasting the works of great men and women. Call me scum, loser, or even fraud. It doesn't matter to me. Why try to compete with genius when it's staring at you in the face. Don't you care about getting caught? What about plagiarism laws?Trust me when I say I am on a whole another level of stealth. I am the ninja god of this world. I sprinkle in about 35-40 percent of personality to hide the faults. I go even further in jumbling up some of the sentences and connect them in such a way that flows naturally.And about plagiarism laws? They can suck my fat hairy balls. The powerful set rules so that their credibility stays intact. If you don't want your shit being copied, there are plenty of ways you can do it. Did you know that a majority of screenplays don't have

The green grass swayed in the gentle breeze. I laid under a tree in the shade, my blonde shaggy hair and brown clothes somewhat clean. I've been in this world for about eight years now. It's been smooth sailing. I have a loving mother who helps around the village we live in and a father who volunteered to become one of the guards that protects the village.So why am I wasting away under a tree on a bright summer day? Why not? I've been born in a low-class family, and education is not available for me. Well, that's not entirely true. The local priest teaches us History and about the gods and goddesses that watch over us.I am playing hooky. I rather stay under a tree and relax than go to school twice. I have a pretty good show in front of me anyway.My older sister, Matilda, is doing he

It was never my fault.Even now, as I laid out on my back, unable to move. My arms, legs, and body, tired and beaten. I open my eyes and see the blue sky, unaffected by my situation. Always blue. It was never my fault.I glanced at my armour.It's charred black from lightning and fire. My armbands ripped to shreds.A man stood before me. His hair dark black and pinned up in a ponytail. His armour was much better than mine. Made out of silver with gold ornaments. A red royal cloak hangs from it. His sword is double-edged with an elegant dwarven design."It's over," the man said, sheathing his sword. From behind him, three more people walk up next to him; two women and one man. I didn'

I had never told anyone before that I had reincarnated other than my sisters. Which is what landed me in this cave in the first place.I can still remember each of their response.Fiona was scared, but she had masked it with a nervous smile. One that I hadn't notice then. "Wow, t-that's a lot to take in," she told me and warned me not to tell anyone else. I guess she was saving me for herself. Saying you killed a demon with the eighth prince of the dynasty would elevate your status.When I told Matilda, she wasn't surprised. She just said, "That explains the funny words. Either way, you're my brother, and that's all that matters." That set my heart at ease. So why did she attack me?"Judging from your reaction looks like I was right,"

My body was in pain. I wheezed as I pulled my face close to the floor; black sweat dripped from my chin. I pushed myself back up."Argggh," I grunted out. Every cell in my body was screaming for me to stop. I was doing a mere push-up.Kali was the woman's name, and when she told me that I was being expelled from the system. She meant everything. That divine attack had reset me back to an infant (even though I look like an adult). I needed to rebuild my body."Is that all you got," Kail said, doing push-ups. She was only using her fingers to hold herself up. "Does your goal only sit so low on your list of things to do? Where is that drive?"I let out another scream and went down for another rep. My goal had changed since coming down he