Why do dreams occur at night? And what do they symbolize? Are they fragments of an existing Multiverse? Or are they just mere creations of our own intense feelings and emotions? The question that even modern science failed to answer. Meet Kaizen Mizuki, an ordinary high schooler living an extraordinary nightmare. By day, he survives classrooms, bullying, and the quiet weight of expectations pressing down on him from every direction. By night, his sleep fractures into something far stranger, dreams that feel too real, spaces that exist between waking and reality, and fears that take shape and speak back. At first, they are only dreams. Then they begin to follow him. As Kaizen drifts through liminal worlds where logic bends and fear becomes tangible, he learns that sleep is not an escape, but a doorway. What begins as psychological horror slowly unfolds into something vast, astral travel, higher dimensions, and cosmic beings that do not hate humanity... yet are willing to erase it without hesitation. While galaxies burn and universes tremble beyond human perception, Kaizen still wakes up for school. He still laughs with friends. He still falls in love. Aoi, a girl who is playful, teasing, and painfully human towards him becomes his anchor to a normal life, even as Kaizen is pulled further away from it. Between awkward lunches, quiet walks, and moments of fragile romance, he carries a truth no one else can see, that reality itself is unstable, and he may be the only one standing between the boundary of existence and collapse. This is a slow burn story, blending slice-of-life warmth with psychological tension, scientific curiosity, and cosmic horror, Liminal Drift is a story about crossing boundaries, between dreams and waking, fear and courage, love and responsibility. Because sometimes, survival isn't just about saving the universe... It's about choosing to face it, even when the cost is everything... - P.S- Images in this story are all AI generated

Knowledge is currency. Alchemy is knowledge. Most people don't know it exists. Those who do call it heresy. Those who practice it call it ascension. Man wakes in the lightless depths of Tauran City Prison with no records, no past-only a vocabulary that doesn't belong to him. In a facility built to process human bodies, ignorance is a death sentence. To survive, he bonds with a parasitic alchemical metal: a weapon that grows stronger with blood, memory, and use. But power always comes at a price he doesn't yet understand. Guided by a man who knows too much and a girl who should not have survived this long, he descends through a system where alchemy is graded, identities fracture, and nothing is free. You are not a prisoner. You are a specimen. And ascension has already begun.

This story takes place six months after the Madoka Magica series (not Rebellion) and everything seems normal. Homura, still in grief over Madoka, continues her fight as a magical girl against their new enemy known as wraiths. Until suddenly Madoka shows up at her school as a new student, which leads her in shock. Read this story to see the povs of these magical girls and how there story continues in this new world. Cover art not made by me!!

PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS ✨ OUR UNSEEN DESTINY ✨ "She was a bride who never wanted to be married." Forced into a marriage she didn't choose, Yakshita escapes-fleeing not just a wedding, but a dangerous family secret that could destroy everything she loves. He was a groom who never planned to return. Hriday Khurana-ruthless, elusive, and heir to an empire-was thousands of miles away, battling a future written without his consent. Marriage was the last thing on his mind. So how did she end up running from armed guards... only to crash into him? A runaway bride. A reluctant groom. One impossible marriage neither of them saw coming. Run with them. Fall with them. Because when destiny takes control, love has no escape.

Maeve Raines has seen golden strings since her teenage years-thin, luminous threads tied to people's pinkies, binding them through choice, emotion, and consequence. Friendship. Betrayal. Belief. Obsession. Love. Everyone has them. Some have many. Having only one is rare. Having none is impossible. Except Maeve cannot see her own. Now in her late twenties, she lives a life that demands silence and observation. Her secret stays hidden, pressed between unanswered questions and the letters she writes to the Fates-quiet confessions meant for powers she isn't sure are listening. Over the years, she has learned every shade of gold that exists and memorized their meanings. There is nothing left about the strings that should surprise her. To the world, she is someone else entirely. She goes by Juno-a name chosen, not given. A name she wears like armor. Under that name, she drifts. Watches. Learns how lives knot and unravel. Until she meets Theo Mercer. Her neighbor is gentle, reserved, and marked by something she has never encountered before. He has no visible strings. Not one. The absence unsettles her more than any bond ever has-because she knows what every shade should mean, and yet he fits none of them. Theo knows nothing of fate or golden threads-only that being near Juno feels fragile, like something he shouldn't expect to keep. What unfolds between them is not loud or dramatic. It is slow. Measured. Built from shared glances, half-confessions, and the quiet comfort of being understood without explanation. And for the first time, Maeve feels something she cannot categorize-a pull, a burn around her own pinkie whenever she turns away from him. Still unable to see her string, she prays-desperately-that if it exists, it will not be the worst kind. The color of love that never gets to stay. To the Fates is a quiet, tragic exploration of destiny misunderstood, love interrupted, and the cost of seeing what others cannot.

#TurnBackTimeseries 1 James and Jazz are cousins who both made life-altering mistakes-choices that, in their previous lives, seemed impossible to undo. James gave up his dream of becoming a doctor for a long-time partner, only to be betrayed and replaced. Meanwhile, Jazz worked tirelessly abroad to build a future with her boyfriend, only to return home to the Philippines and find him marrying another woman. Following a tragic accident, they wake up in their old childhood bedroom to find their beloved grandmother-the woman who raised them-still alive. They have been given a chance to start over. But one question haunts them both: How did they travel back to the past? If I could turn back time, I'd make sure you are neither my past nor my future.

The story starts with Kubo, a 15-year-old high school student, and his discovery of his hidden powers after listening to a story told by his mother. This leads him to an unexpected life path; instead of accepting his powers, Kubo wishes to free himself from these powers and live an ordinary life. This leads him to face challenges and despair in a series of miserable situations.

Fairytales of Aramor is a collection of old stories whispered by hearthlight and inked into chapbooks with shaking hands-tales every child knows, and every adult pretends not to fear. But these aren't harmless morals. Across Aramor, the same legends are told two ways: the south polishes them into virtues-obedience, piety, proper love-while the north remembers what the stories were really for: warnings, bargains, blood-debts, and the price of being seen. Within these pages are forest-omens and river-vows, crowned lies and honest monsters-stories like Where the Forest Takes Its Due, read in quiet moments when a single tale can feel like prophecy. Each fairytale carries two voices: the version meant to soothe... and the version meant to survive. Because in Aramor, history is written by kings- but fairytales are remembered by everyone else.

Not only did I take the place of a character in a video game, but I ended up becoming a disowned extra that doesn't even qualify as a real villain! When I ended up in the game "ilvenia's Failed Swordmaster" I took the place of the failed "villain" Ed Rothstaylor. Lacking combat skills, magic skills, money, and respect, my life and production skills were my only chance of survival. If I want to graduate from Silvenia Academy, I have to survive in the northern forest of the campus and make sure that the world follows the storyline from the game. That means looking after the protagonist, Taylee, while maintaining my distance. But surviving as an extra is even harder than I would have imagined! WARNING: The story contains strong language that may not be suitable for some readers. All Rights Reserved Written by Corita.