Brokenworld Stories

Mercy is easier when the world isn't starving. if survival demands cruelty everytime, then what actually survives? The world did not end with fire. It ended with petals that can pierce flesh. Power does not corrupt the heart, it merely removes the the curtains hiding it Even the purest flower drinks from graves beneath its soil. Do everything can be a miracle gifted by the nature? Or merely a curse? Hope is a candle that survives by teaching itself how to burn slowly. Let us ponder in a world where a garden does not ask permission before it devours the ruin beneath it. ----------------------------------------------------------------- [ IMPORTANT NOTICE: "Some" parts of this story is written in a poetic and philosophical style. Some dialogues, symbols, and meanings may not be immediately understood, as they are to be felt as much as they are read. The world within these pages speaks in silence, metaphors(some), and emotion. Interpretations may differ from person to person - and that is part of the story itself. Read slowly. The garden does not bloom for hurried eyes] ---------------------------------------------------------------- [Warning: This story contains violence, grief, and moments of human cruelty. Not all wounds in this world are made by monsters.] ----------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: This story was born from silence, ruin, and the strange beauty of survival. Thank you for stepping into the garden. -----------------------------------------------------------------

Thoughts of a fool, about the world. Some curses are not given by gods or demons - but by our own hearts. "The Foolish Curse" is a collection of thoughts and poetry drifting between reality, dreams, attachment, and emotional ruin.

I assume you lot still remember UNDERTALE? Upon countless genocides, Chara Dreemurr, tired from destroying her world, refused to contribute to Frisk. Abandoned by Frisk and left without enough determination to properly reset the timeline, she instead altered the timeline beyond repair. Haunted by the consequences of her sins and the temptation of the violence that once consumed her, Chara struggled to prevent turning despair into pandemonium, only to restrain herself, which caused the resurrection of the fifth fallen human: Ross. Due to inferior determination, she decided to seek the rest of the five remaining souls. Here, she faces crushing moral trials that are redeemed and earned throughout her journey with Ross. She experiences near mental collapse in numerous occasions, with Ross acting as her anchor throughout the guilt-driven escapade. As the journey goes on, Chara asked herself: Can the most immoral of people be redeemed? However, they are not alone. Remaining monsters, now warped and broken, stand as an obstacle in their mission for restoration. Will they make it out with a complete reset? NOTE THAT WHILE THIS IS HEAVILY INFLUENCED BY FANWORKS, MOST OF THE CONTENT IS MY OWN INTERPRETATION OF CHARACTERS AND LORE

Rumor has it, he wasn't always this way. Before the crown, before the truth was revealed, there was someone else-but kingdoms aren't built on who you were. Only what you're willing to become. Now, the King of Hearts rules without mercy, driven by a quiet need for revenge. Because across the border stands the one person who seeks peace. Her kingdom remains untouched. Her family, protected. But in his eyes, that peace is a debt long overdue. As the truth begins to surface, one question remains- Is he the villain... or the consequence?

Jessie wakes up and finds a fire spreading throughout his house. She runs downstairs to find her brother Teddy standing outside watching the fire. Her parents find themselves in a troubled situation. They find their way to their new home that welcomes newcomers but has the opposite lifestyle than what the children expected.

Artemis Keys was a simple girl. Well in her mind she was anyway. At her school, "The Academy for ultimate girls", she was the top of her class. Her shooting was always on point. Her flexibility made her look like she had no bones. Her persuasion was the best, and her personality and outer appearance were stunning. She was perfect to others, but simple in her mind. As the top ultimate, she was going to be the alpha female over the school. Yet, when she finds out the alpha male at, "The Academy for ultimate boys", is her worst enemy and the only one who thought she was nothing but gum on the bottom of a shoe, the world shatters. With the turning point of possible war, Artemis finds herself in the middle of a wasteland that once was her perfect world. Her name becomes unspeakable in public, and she and her worst enemy become misfits and criminals. Her heart though starts to be moved by Daniel Hart, her former enemy now ally. His eyes show her hatred though, and he always sleeps with his gun and a wall around his heart, and Artemis acts the same. But, will they overcome their once clear hill of hatred, or will they let the guns go off?

Hello everybody! This is a draft of a story I intend on writing, but I am very poor when it comes to my writing skills. The first part I shall post is just what the story is about, if u wish to read it, you may continue. I want whoever reads this to comment on this story and possibly give me any ideas/tips on what to do next. Thank you.

Silence. Darkness. Fear. A combination of untouched and unwanted abrupt feelings. Hidden? Or waiting... Snowrexville isn't like any average town, over the past 17 years, we adapt. Unbreakable walls and empty space, 3 day out, 5 days in. Unknown journeys and greater world surrounding our world, from a disastrous beginning leads to a greater loss in hope and a growth of fear. Alone. Alone in extinction with one another. Days, months, years of walking, begging and running leads to more hope with every step and every passing day, saviours they call? A fearful society and feeling of hope.. A story of fear and loss, greater future and limitless hope. A broken world split in half, creatures of the unknown and knowledge floating from body to body. One girl, one strength, one curiosity, one hope to hold hope for all.

This is Peter's story. Visit @mayavoltin.23 to read Elijah's. March 30, 2021. Donald Trump, United States President, declares war on Iran and 7 other countries in the midst of a steadily increasing global outbreak of the deadly coronavirus. Meanwhile, America is falling into another Great Depression as poverty strikes thousands and telecommunications decrease rapidly with the onset of the war. On July 14, my birthday, my father, an Army general, told me he had sent in my letter of recommendation to join the war. I was drafted in because so many soldiers had already died from both the fighting and the disease. In Europe, I saw so much. So much death. So much pain. I watched as my best friends and fellow soldiers died right in front of me with nothing I could do about it, Three years later, I was discharged for a leg injury that left me with a permanent limp. I boarded an evacuation plane with a few hundred others to make my way back to America. I remember seeing the same, blank look in all of their eyes, beaten down by war and darkness. I felt like this was all there was left in the world. This darkness. But as I sat on the plane, my own eyes haunted by the tragic events of my past, I looked up, as if rendered to do so by an absolute force, pulling my gaze towards something that stood out. And that's when I saw him...

In which they go on a journey to save their decaying world.

poetry by me of everyday scenery Sometimes I upload in quick succession Be sure to check the part number, that you're not missing a part (even though they aren't connected by story line)

in a war torn world where its everyone for themselves an unlikely friendship blooms. young angie is close to death stuck i a pile of rubble but is saved by maxi a 12 year old German boy. together they try everything to save the shattered world from ending itself.

Peace didn't end with war. It ran. One morning, the world woke up different-too quiet, too tense, too wrong. Nations started breaking apart. Fear spread faster than news. And something invisible disappeared from the world without warning. Peace was gone. Lerato sees what no one else can: a crack in reality... and a boy who knows the truth. He whispers the words that change everything: "Peace didn't disappear... it ran away." Now the world is falling apart, and time is running out. Because if peace is gone forever... what comes next? And why does it feel like Lerato is the only one who can stop it?

Welcome to Planet Neon--where insanity is the only thing that keeps you sane. You pay in banana-shaped rocks, vampires wear bikinis, and logic is thrown out the window to feed pet ducks. Maybe Crise and her diary entires make it out. Maybe they don't.

Once a devoted monk, now exiled and nameless, Sanwu walks through the ruins of a world he helped break. Branded The Unbound, haunted by dreams that aren't his own, he alone hears the bells that no longer ring. When a girl with a cursed spirit crosses his path, and a child who whispers to ghosts begins to follow, Sanwu finds himself at the heart of a growing storm. Relic hunters chase echoes of power. A death cult rises in the ashes. And the War God he once released threatens to rise again. To stop it, Sanwu must sacrifice more than his past. He must decide if redemption is worth becoming no one at all. A quiet, spiritual fantasy about memory, guilt, and the weight of names. When the bells call again, will he answer? A Korean-inspired dark fantasy.

My first poem in on this profile

Exactly 100 years ago, there was no Crashpoint, no Divine, no happiness. Just fear, and a killer. A series of unknown deaths happened all over the world. After it wiped out almost half the population, a new group stood up, called The Divine. They offered happiness, safety, food, and healthcare, anything we could ask for, became accessible. They set up a station on each continent, and soon they took over the world. Now we all live in harmony and peace at Crashpoint, or so that's what people think. My name is Ashlyn Reinheart. I'm a Divine. My Job? To train the new Oracle. But what they don't know? That I'm also a traitor. ---------------------------------------------------- Started: 12/22/2022 (That's a lot of 2's lmao) Ended: ---------------------------------------------------- TW: Bloød, death, güns, stupid men, k!dnapping, abüse, r@pe Some of these (e.g. güns) might be in every chapter. If you are not comfortable or are triggered by any of those mentioned above, please do not read or be very careful reading. Do not tell me that I didn't put a TW because I did. This may grow as I write but those are the main elements. ----------------------------------------------------