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A normal day is suddenly turned on its head when a single voice utters those fateful words into the minds of every single soul on the planet. 

[Assessment Complete. Activating Mutagen, Please Standby….]

It was after those words that every single man, woman and child was granted the opportunity to gain fantastical abilities in the name of evolution. 
Not even the plants or animals were spared by the words of this mysterious voice. Yet not everyone got what they hoped for. 

Some developed no powers at all, their bodies not yet ready for the process. Others, were simply too frail to handle it. Mutating into horrific creatures, nightmares made real.

Seth Quinn, a slightly below average IT worker, developed a unique ability. The Puppeteers Threads.

Will he and those he loves survive in this hellish new world? Will his new ability lead him to a life of greatness he always dreamed of? 
Could he become a Master of Puppets?

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Hello there, this book came after reading many of the others on here. I found that there were many things I wished they explored or genres that had more entries in them.
So instead of waiting for them to be made, I decided to do it myself and free my trapped creativity. I hope you enjoy it.

This is currently being written in the free time I have beside a job with a tricky schedule. I am trying to keep to a schedule of doing 4 - 5 chapters a week at minimum but will do more if i can. To make up for it I will try making the chapters between 1200 - 1400 words on average, to give you a little more to read, again sometimes even more. 
I hope one day I will be able to work on this more and deliver more chapters and future novels.

Warnings for graphic descriptions of death and injury. There will be bloodshed. You have been warned.

Threads of the Soul

The ghostly arachnid skittered its legs, turning its body to face Seth, before tilting its head in an attempt to look cute.

As Seth gazed into its eyes, a slight smirk dancing on his lips, he could feel the connection to the strange creature. It was similar to the connection he had to his puppet previously, yet there were no threads connecting the two of them.

However despite that oddity, he could still control the creature like any other puppet and, with some focus, shift his vision so that he was gazing through its eyes. Curiously enough, even though true spiders had multiple sets of eyes, this one only had a single pair that was functioning.

Placing it on the ground, he let the spider scuttle across the floor and freely explore the room. It seemed, while he could control it either directly or by orders, it was not limited to them. Honestly that might have been for the best, as he was not used to trying to walk on 8 legs.

Collective Consciousness