⚠️ Content Warning ⚠️ This story contains themes and scenes that may be distressing or triggering to some readers. Please proceed with care. Major Warnings: Abduction & Captivity: Includes the physical and psychological experience of being held against one's will. Power Imbalance & Manipulation: Central relationships explore toxic dynamics, emotional control, and blurred lines of consent. Psychological Trauma: Depictions of PTSD, dissociation, emotional breakdowns, and past childhood trauma. Sexual Content: Includes erotic scenes that may involve coercive undertones or psychological pressure. Violence & Threats: Verbal, emotional, and implied physical violence. Some scenes may evoke fear, tension, or dread. Self-Harm Ideation & Suicidal Thoughts: Internal monologues and scenes involving despair and psychological collapse. Other Potential Triggers: Gaslighting and unreliable reality Isolation and sensory deprivation Allusions to grooming (non-graphic, referenced in backstory) Moral ambiguity and characters who commit unforgivable acts This story is intended for mature readers (17+) who are comfortable with morally gray characters, psychological tension, and disturbing subject matter. "They all wore masks." Diana is a psychology major, an orphan with too many memories and not enough peace. One night after a party, she vanishes, taken by strangers who live in a house beyond the cemetery, where the doors only lock from the outside. But Diana refuses to break. She learns their patterns, their pain. She disarms them one by one-first with her mind, then with blood. This is not a story about healing. It's a survival story. About what's left after the chains fall off. And the truth? Not all monsters wear masks.

The Void is sentient. It seeks the consumption of all existence, but is unable to do so due to forces it unintentionally gave rise to during its own emergence. Unable to act directly, it instead corrupts reality - influencing, degrading, and destabilizing it over time. Humanity discovered the Void after its effects became measurable. In response, the Void Response Authority was formed: an interstellar organization tasked with studying Void-corrupted phenomena, containing active threats, and, when possible, repurposing anomalous properties as weapons. Soriel is a void anomaly employed by the VRA as an anomalous agent. Following a transfer to the Frontier planet Abyssia, he becomes part of a system designed to observe, control, and survive the influence of the Void - even as conditions begin to diverge from what the Authority considers acceptable.

After a stranger from his dream appears in real life, Bartholomew is forced to confront a hidden world where thoughts shape reality, and where repressed pain births monsters; and to survive it, he must learn to stop running from who he is. !.! Bartholomew is an unemployed twenty-something with a fading dream of becoming a writer. But when a boy from his dreams appears in the real world, he discovers he is a Dreamsphaper - one of a rare few who can shape the dreamworld with memory and imagination. Guided by the enigmatic Inoue, Bartholomew learns to navigate the shifting rules of dreams and the consequences of subconscious power. Together, they battle Mind Eaters - twisted beings born from unresolved trauma. But when Bartholomew crosses paths with someone who weaponizes his abilities to hurt others, old wounds are opened. Bartholomew must stop hiding behind cynicism and finally choose self-acceptance. Because if he doesn't, the monsters inside may become real.

"Some fairy tales are just too dark......." There was once a girl, Hair black as night Lips red as the bloody rose Skin as pale as snow A secret power unknown. Despised by her father, Hated by her sister And Hoped for by a kingdom. Aided by Seven huntsmen A Bird Prince And a knight. A story forgotten long since, This is the life of Winter White.

*New chapter every Saturday!* There is a moment of tenuous peace in Terra Solara, so named after the god Solarius, the Radiant King. It is said that it was he who transmitted the warmth of life to the first humans, his first and most loyal followers, who were the founders of his religion, the Cult of the Eternal Sun. These, however, did everything they could to extinguish the warmth of life in other people for their own gain, political ascension, religion or even their own pleasure, so that seven petty kingdoms emerged from a single continent. Any notion of peace is quickly forgotten when there is constant political and religious intrigue in every kingdom. Even if one tries to avoid participating in confrontations, confrontations have a tendency to bring people together.