Anti-war Stories

❝𝓘𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰.❞ The grey, foreboding skies of Waria, a world adrift in the Galius galaxy, wept rain of rust-colored dust. The planet was healing, slowly. But surely, it wasn't enough. Would it be enough? On Waria, destiny was just a joke, dealing out impossible choices with a sardonic grin. To love was to invite heartbreak; to trust, betrayal. Yet, even in the midst of sadness and insanity, amidst the stench of cordite and despair, a fragile hope and love bloomed - a defiant rose pushing through scorched earth. For in this conflict, victory was a pyrrhic prize. Could the fleeting solace of love, the sting of betrayal, or the burning ambition of power truly alter a destiny forged in the fires of Waria? Would they dare to reshape Waria back to its peaceful meaning, forging a new world from the ashes of the old? They were finally taking back whats theirs, but at what cost? Will they finally liberate the souls and hearts of the hopeful? Can love bloom in the skies again? Will this world have peace, once more? It was, in the end, a tragic waste of army dreamers. Men, women, and children, forged in the fires of hope and idealism, only to be consumed by the brutal realities of war. They will try and sacrifice everything just to save the world. Will they ever save it? What a pity. This is Season 2. This is Just a A.U (Alternate Universe) Don't be offended (Because some countries here are based on real life ones), and this is just a Story, Written by AstrosOC. Trigger Warning ⚠️: If you're below 13 or more, don't be traumatized because some parts in this novel are depressing, have sensitive content, and language too. Reader discretion is advised. The month is a year. e.g. 2072 = August 2073 = September

A re-imagining of Johnny got His Gun by Dalton Trumbo.

A poem about the miserable life of lonely refugees

Hey guys,this is my first time on Wattpad. Hope you all like the poems and feel free to comment.

Charles and Cinderella are struggling to fight social inequalities, child labor, slavery, and to improve health, education and the arts in the Emerald kingdom. However, the young king's innovative laws generate new enemies. After several attacks, Charles decides to leave the crown behind and move with Cinderella and their baby boy to Snow White's kingdom. They happily raise their children as incognitos, bonding with Snow White, her children, the seven dwarfs and other friends. While Charles becomes an accomplished fencing instructor in the Green-Valley kingdom, tyrant king Rudolph, Charles' cousin, oppresses everyone who resists him in the Emerald kingdom. Will Charles and Cinderella ever reveal their royal identity to their children? Will they return to the Emerald kingdom and take back the crown someday? This fanfiction is mainly based on the anime series 'Shinderera Monogatari', but evolves as a crossover of Cinderella Monogatari and the 'Legend of Snow White' (Shirayuki Hime no Densetsu). Like Cinderella Monogatari, this version of Snow White was co-produced by Mondo Tv and Tatsunoko Production in the early 1990s.

so this is a story about Joel who experiences war, this is a typical war experience.

What do you do amidst a war? run away? you're a coward. hide? you're a scaredy cat. fight the enemy? you're digging yourself a grave. this is the story of Windolf Ramwolf, a fighter pilot serving his country Gundanchess. His illusions soon to be shattered by the reality of what he will be fighting for. From the constant gunshots to the horrifying stench of decomposing dead, and the sight of mutilated bodies that cannot be identifiable, forever to be etched in his memories. TW: mutilation grave injuries mentions of death death War crimes War mentioned suicide attempted suicide ableism mentions of drugs drugs (morphine, cigars) PTSD trauma abuse (both physical and emotional) And much more. Everything is fictional, from the characters to the countries, world, continents and most of the events to happen in the book. anything that happened in reality and is written in the book is coincidental, except for a few events. Viewer's discretion is advised. Notice: English is my second language. please notify me of mistakes for me to correct. Most of the drawings are by me.

A young man /boy plays/lives war.

Just a collection of random short stories and poetry by me. Hope you enjoy these random bursts of creativity.

War is disastrous; it brings out no good to mankind but mere loss of lives that were worth living and also loss in economy. Since when one power succeeds over another, another more powerful and much more darker power emerges, it is useless to protect a nation if people doesn't know anything about moral values and are only obsessed with being powerful than all the rest in terms of economy.

I imagine you are a young girl from cebuano, phillipines, we all went to other planets to make our living after imaginery destruction of life due to climate devastation , though I could discover your real identity when earth was missing from any response in the universe and you created yourself or visited earth to resume her again, I am writing you this letter, Bisiti , you visit and take , you revisit and retake, you behold and resume life.you explode in the big bang you are arrange the particles and energy before the big bang ,you rearrenge them after the big bang you are timeless though time revolves around you ,so you visit and revisit the moments you were,you are you will be hosting your visits ,I shall be your silent witness. Film copyright is available with $0.5M + wattpad publishers right cost. Please contact. Visual support provided for the story please read again Dedication of my Story is to my Grand parents revolutionary Ramesh Chowdhury and Revolutionary Basana Chowdhury against colonialism. As Author my request is "don't treat the book as a #textbook . It is purposefully a story book. " Though I shall be happy if people get interested about the adventurous science or thrilling history. The story is a science fiction and predictive modelling of future of the earth , drafted with a link to the history. Basic idea of the story is to feel that hope always will be there for rising from the ashes whether from natural disaster as the strong positive vibes and war from the peace process. Though to achieve that needs the freedom. #linkintoepi #book #bookstagram #books #booklover #reading #read #bookaddict #bookworm #instabook #bookstagrammer #booknerd #bookish #bookshelf #bookphotography #reader #booklove #bookaholic #livre #libro #booksofinstagram #bibliophile #author #bookblogger #livrestagram #bookreview #booksbooksbooks #readersofinstagram #bookcommunity #bookrecommendations #booklovers

In the countryside of Twisted Willow, New Jersey, Claire Mae-Gage finds herself creeping down a rabbit hole of forgotten history and conspiracy against death. Rough draft and incomplete. Court of the Crimson King is something I've been wanting to write for a while, and with a recent introduction to Wattpad, I decided to post it here.

The Glass Snowflake follows Snizhynka, a young man who lives in a cozy cottage alone after his grandparents passed away a few months prior. As he knows that he's at the age where he longs for intimacy and companionship, he wishes to love and marry a person in the future. Snizhynka would often get introduced to various folks who appear to be friendly, but in reality their hearts are as cold as ice! Snizhynka then kindly rejects his suitors and suitresses, and decides to craft his own companion with a full supply of glass made from enchanted snow. The glass was found from another village by his grandparents that was destroyed by war years earlier. He then successfully forms the glass into a beautiful woman named Jilas and then magically comes to life in the process. As the two begin to get to know each other, Snizhynka's village is attacked by military forces led by an abnormal man named Voyna Ko'ach and he and Jilas flee from the snowy country to the outside world. However, Jilas reveals that she was once a human girl whose village was attacked by Ko'ach who then cursed her as a full body of glass made of enchanted snow and shattered her to pieces afterwards. Now known to the world as "The Glass Snowflake", Jilas longly yearns to one day be crafted into a beautiful woman in hopes of breaking the curse with an act of true love in order to become human once again! Snizhynka gladly accepts the goal, and the pair set off for the outside world, while acquainting with various folks both young and old from places of the world that aren't touched by Ko'ach's fleet of soldiers. Not to mention, developing feelings for each other throughout their journey in the process. Those feelings are the key to confront Vonya Ko'ach from inflicting their lands with gunfire and bloodshed. In hopes for peace through empathy, kindness, and sensitivity!

This is my poem for Peace. I hope you enjoy it and I hope it touches your heart

Greased Lightning meets Surf City. 1969. using the excuse of diner fries a greaser girl befriends a grinning surfer boy. betraying her brothers hatred for surfers and the towns hatred of bikers they spend each and every moment they can together. a sweet romance bakes between the two as they get a taste of each others worlds. with a merging of the opposites the biker finds her voice to speak up against the wrongs in their society and is shown the differences she can make for herself and women that come after her. - "You're a real honey ya know" a little startled, she peers her eyes up at him instead of the paper, eyebrows now quirked before prying her chin up to face him entirely. He lets his grin take over, enjoying her confused gaze studying his approach. "got a name?" her tongue sweeps over her lips, only drawing him in ten times more, before she sighs in response. Shaking her head and dropping her eyes back down to the menu. Now thinking she'd been wrong to assume he was a nice a guy, and now he's about to hit on her when all she wants is some food and a distraction from sleazy men. Straight away, he zeroes in on the thick red paint lining her lips, ideas appearing in his mind the longer he watches them. "Rose?" a gentle shake of the head no. "Cherry?" another shake of the head. "Apple?" a quirk of the brow. Noticing his eyes turning to honey as they gaze at the lipstick decorating her mouth, she interrupts his next guess. "I think you're just naming red things" He continues with his next guesses. To hold back the smile trying to fight its way on her face, she presses her lips together in a tight line. "Sugar? Gum drop? Sherbet?" "Now you're just naming candy" her eyes roll at his useless guesses, but a smile manages to stay prominent on her cheeks, just as he hoped for. "You seem to like candy"

AUTHOR: yellownoob0760 CREATION DATE: December 5, 2025 PUBLISHED IN WATTPAD: December 6, 2025