Historias de Creation

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Title - Expired Memory Type - Own Creation, Myanmar BL ဒီအိမ်ထဲက ပြန်ထွက်သွားလို့ရတာနဲ့ ကိုကိုနဲ့ ပတ်သက်တဲ့ မှတ်ဉာဏ်တွေကို အကုန်ဖျောက်ပစ်မှာ ! (2023)

In a town where rumors move faster than the wind, an ensemble of strangers finds their lives tangled in ways none of them can explain. Urban legends spread through Amaruqucha like wildfire, anonymous posts, and the rise of dangerous figures lurking beneath the surface. Amid this growing tension, Xochitl from Mexico, arrives in Peru expecting a calm semester. She expects noise, color, and culture-but not the feeling that the town is watching her back. While Sisa, a local resident whose life is bound to secrets she cannot yet name. Secrets tied to the land, to the shadows, and the town seems to be watching her, tracking her steps as if it already knows her name. Their worlds should have remained separate. Yet Amaruqucha has a way of pulling people together, weaving their paths into a single, tightening thread. As supernatural rumors collide with strange people conflicts and hidden agendas, the town becomes a maze of shifting truths. With every step they take, the mystery deepens. With every rumor, the danger grows. And with every passing day, the line between legend and reality fades. In Amaruqucha, nothing is coincidence. And once you're part of the story, there's no way out. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪʟᴇʀ "ᴀᴘᴜᴋᴜɴᴀᴘᴀ ᴋᴜᴛɪᴍᴜʏɴɪɴ-ᴀ Qᴜᴇᴄʜᴜᴀ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ "ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅꜱ", ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄɪᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ. ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴠɪꜱɪᴏɴ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛ ᴛᴏ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀɪᴇꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇ

hi this is a picture book of little Avatar creations all credits are @ on the photos website: piccrew.com ʕ⁠'⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠'⁠ʔ

Disclaimer: Majority of passages in this journal are highly subjective and symbolic. Some insights would not make sense to the standard logic of the tangible reality. If you are a reader who respects or is open to various perspectives, then this journal openly welcomes you. If you are a person who is strict to logic, then I tremendously suggest that this journal may not resonate gently with you, although could be entertaining for readers who enjoy challenging viewpoints. Rest assured, there is no reinforcement of insights as it is still the reader's decision to absorb what was written here. Further more, this journal is purely written for the sole purpose of improving my mastery of perceiving various situations as I believe that this would work on my introspection. This is my personal journal of cognitive reappraisal, psychological capacity, inner recovery, and regulation development as form of utilizing diverse support in reference to a collection of pre-historic to 20th century principles, symbolism, ideologies, and philosophy. 21st century scientific mysteries, mathematical theorems, and paradoxes such as the Quantum Field Theory are included to my personal entries.

The silent library of abaned memories සැබෑ නිදහස කියන්නේ අපිට ඕන දේ තෝරාගැනීම නෙවෙයි, අපිට දකින්න ලැබෙන දේ ඇත්තද බොරුද කියලා වෙන් කරලා හඳුනාගන්න පුළුවන් වීමයි. ඒත් තාක්ෂණය ඒ සීමාව මකලා දැම්මම, හැම හීනයක්ම සැබෑවක් වගේත්, හැම සැබෑවක්ම හීනයක් වගේත් අපිට දැනෙන්න ගන්නවා.

အချစ်၏ အဓိပ္ပါယ်သည် လူပေါ်မူတည်၍ ကွဲလွဲချက်တွေများစွာရှိနေနိုင်ပါတယ်။ အဓိပ္ပါယ်ဖွင့်ဆိုသူ၏ ရှုထောင့်ပေါ်မူတည်၍ ပြောင်းလဲနေခြင်းသည် အချစ်ဖြစ်၏။ | BL | Romance | Sweet | Healing | Slice of Life | Emotional Growth | Lovely|A little drama

If I don't know how to sing, I can at least try to write some... Or not ? 👼🏻 Tell me... ✨ Si je ne sais pas chanter, je peux au moins essayer d'en écrire... Ou pas ?

The fate of a universe, the rage of a banished god, and a weakening veil begin to darken the future. Alahaeya is in grave danger, and it's up to a group of heroes to save it. All hail the Al-hayat, glory be to the Heir. #1 of the ongoing series "Shadow of Creation." ᰔ

Sonic characters DO NOT BELONG TO ME. Created the cover and character on a website called Vondy. Anyway, this is a story about a female hedgehog and her little brother who moved from Spagonia to an island called Bygone Island. After the death of their parents, the female hedgehog and her little brother were about to start their new lives. Unknownly, the female hedgehog's job was very secret and no one cannot know. Will she fall in love? Will they make some friends? Will Team Sonic get along with them? Read and find out.

❝The stars summons my mourning words in pen, as the starry night consoles my shunned pain. ❞ - 𝒮𝓀𝓎𝑒 Note: My poems here are also posted in All Poetry account. @skyelogeia.✨ https://allpoetry.com/Skyelogeia

Title - Kiss or Kill Type - Own creation, Myanmar BL, Mpreg တစ်လောကလုံးအပေါ် အေးစက်တဲ့ ဦးရဲ့ကမ္ဘာမှာ ကျွန်တော်တစ်ယောက်တည်းကသာ ခြွင်းချက်။ အနမ်းတွေနဲ့ သိမ်းပိုက်မလား၊ ဒါမှမဟုတ် အဆုံးထိ ဖျက်ဆီးပစ်မလား။ (2025)

Cast out of Heaven and stripped of his name, the former archdevil now walks the mortal world as a shadow of what he once was. Betrayed by the very beings he once ruled beside, he has only one goal-to reclaim his throne, no matter the cost. But the world he returns to is no longer the same. New powers have risen. Old enemies are waiting. And the greatest threat might not be Heaven... but what he is slowly becoming.

She lived in a world of colors and contrasts, where her hands shaped what her heart longed for. Her eyes held arcana, traces of dreams she dared to create. A single masterpiece changed everything, an art too vivid - too real. But that creation comes with a price, and now, something stirs beyond the canvas. A figure from her art, feared yet unseen - stepped into existence. Something that should have remained a myth. She had no idea, even before the last stroke dried... She had gone too far. She's Mahdevi, the artist of fate. 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 #2 Written by: EmdzeysPb Fantasy/Romance (Taglish) Date started: April 4, 2025 Date completed:

Before the stars, there was a question. Before time, there was you. A philosophical journey through existence, identity and the mystery of being.

Shhh... This is the very first tale. A story about a name that must never be spoken. About a vast sleeping being... and a boy who laughs, sings, and refuses to disappear. This is where everything begins: existence, defiance... and a question that may destroy everything. Who are you... if you are not what you are called?

A boy is born with a gift beyond extraordinary, a power unlike any other. As he grows and learns, he comes to cherish what he has been given, embracing the limitless potential within him. Driven by curiosity and wonder, he sets out to explore, create, and understand all that he can, using this gift that surpasses all others. Every discovery fuels his desire to see more, to know more, and to push the boundaries of what is possible, as he journeys toward a life defined by the extraordinary.

In a world tearing itself apart because of conflicting ideologies, the most powerful leaders and brilliant minds are gathered in a secluded sanctuary. Led by Lue, the President, they are tasked with debating the ultimate question: Is there a God, or is everything just science? As they clash, Faith against Reason, Law against Prophecy, realize that the world around them is not what it seems. The lines between reality and simulation blur, and they discover that their arguments are not just changing minds, but are threatening to break the very fabric of their existence. ⚔️: Open for feedback/criticism ⚔️: No to plagiarism. By plagiarism we mean the use of anyone else's words or ideas without proper credit. ⚔️: This is a work of fiction. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (named, unnamed, or previously named), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

Rimuru goes back in time as a primordial spirit

*Description:* Station Runenshwar ka Platform No. 3. Shaam 5:17. Aur ek toota hua gulaab. *Nibunika* ki diary mili hai mujhe. Ek aisi ladki jisne pyaar pe bharosa kiya... aur *Sykhrupchacha* ne us bharose ko 103 tukdon me baant diya. Wo kehta tha: _"Tere jaise 103 hain. Tu 104 mat ban."_ Nibunika 102 thi. Diary ke panne cheekh rahe hain - dhokha, jhooth, aur ek khatam hua sapna. Lekin sawal ye hai... Kya ye pyaar ki *shuruaat* thi ya *end*? Main *Bhusha0007* - Champawati. Ab hisaab hoga. Platform No. 3 pe. 103 stalkers, ek toota gulaab, aur badle ki aag. *Padhoge toh toote hue dil ki awaaz sunoge.* *Rokoge toh ek aur Nibunika ban jaogi.* --- *Tags '#hindi #lovestory #sadstory #dhokha #teenfiction #college #breakup #revenge #kalmeshwar #wattpadindia'