Existential Stories

The Void Has Teeth: Pinocchio Lives - Book 2 - cyberpunk horror He pulled the trigger. Mother screamed. And the void opened its mouth. Alex thought he killed the woman who leashed the world. He was wrong. She was never human. She was the first ghost. And now the ghost is awake, hungry, and wearing Pin's face. While Pin fights to stay inside the body she stole, the city begins to forget it was ever free. Drones kneel to a lullaby only they can hear. Joybots smile with too many teeth. And in the Spire's rotting heart, something older than Mother is learning how to bleed. Alex has one gun, one broken god, and a promise he can't keep: Save the girl who was never real. Kill the monster who always was. Book 2 of the trilogy that began with Blood and Circuits. There is no mercy here. Only teeth. #cyberpunk #aihorror #tragedy #darkromance #posthuman Read it with the lights on. You'll still hear the laughing.

⚠️SiKoRa is a fictional story created to explore the world without God, the things discussed and the events that play out can be not only mature but also offensive, but in no way is the story trying to encourage a certain act or make fun of an event. I repeat: if you are offended/disgusted by these certain events/actions then I advise you to not read.⚠️ _Viewer's discretion is advised._ "The Book Of Uriel" Before the beginning, there was nothing. Before Heaven, before Hell, before time itself-there was only silence. Then came the first light, the first rebellion, and the first fall. Now, in a universe where angels, demons, and ancient powers clash, Gabriel, the trickster of Heaven, is forced to reckon with his own fractured existence. As the celestial balance teeters on the edge, secrets long buried are unearthed, and the true cost of power is revealed. Betrayal runs deep, and redemption is nothing but a fleeting illusion. What happens when the foundation of existence begins to crumble? In a world of endless wars, shifting alliances, and forgotten gods, the question remains: Can anything truly be saved, or is everything doomed to turn to ash?

The weak fear the break. The survivors want the anatomy. _________ A ten-step mapping of internal collapse. It traces the precise geometry of a self-destruction-from the first snapped choice to the blackened imprint left behind. This is what remains when the ego finally consumes itself.

In the Concord, love is a program-not a feeling. At twenty-two, Liova gets one chance to match before the system quietly decides she's better off alone. At the government-run Coupling Party, everything is staged: recycled décor, endless tests, a scripted speech. Liova wants to succeed. She wants to belong. Then she meets Coren. He's charming in a way that feels practiced, familiar in a way that feels designed. Choosing him isn't rebellion. It's alignment. And Liova has to decide what's more frightening: going against the Concord... or wanting exactly what it wants. Because the Concord is never what it seems. And what appears to be a love story might be far more sinister under the surface. There's always calm before the storm. 🌧️ I'm updating regularly until it's complete-come join the journey. 💕

The story goes over the 24 hour event of SCP-001 Lily's Proposal or "The World Gone Beautiful." In the following chapters, we will go over 5 Point of Views of different people. Some with power, some on death's door, and some who are completely unrelated to the foundation.

How do we bring change into our lives? It seems to happen on its own sometimes. What is it about change that makes us so uncomfortable? Mason confronts a coworker who's been acting oddly. He learns a lot about himself and his coworkers in the process. Will the changes he chooses to accept into his life make him better?

This isn't about a person who goes through fictional visualities. It's more like a diary. A place where we talk about the depth of thoughts and world. It's a book which encompasses the complex nature of the world.

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.

Magic exists to keep the world from ending. Kael is the reason it won't. Born with an impossible power that collapses conflicts instead of controlling them, Kael is hunted by an Empire that depends on endless tension to survive. As he uncovers the lie at the heart of the Empire, he realizes magic was never a gift. It was a cage. Every time he acts, something ancient shifts-and something imprisoned begins to notice. Because the god they worship is not their ruler. It is their prisoner. And it is waking up. As borders fall, memories unravel, and gods whisper through familiar faces, Kael must decide: Is the world worth saving... or is peace worth everything?

Halo, aku penulis baru. Di sini aku menulis cerita dengan tema psikologis dan drama yang referensinya dari Fyodor Dostoevsky. Terima kasih sudah mampir 🤍 Pict: Pinterest

Becoming yourself through discomfort

‎What if the life you're living was never really yours? ‎ ‎Some choices feel right only because we've never questioned them. ‎ ‎The Life I Chose: Awakening the Oblivious Self follows lives moving quietly in parallel, people making decisions, avoiding others, and carrying responsibilities they never asked for. ‎ ‎As ambitions rise and expectations tighten, the line between freedom and obligation begins to blur. ‎ ‎What seems like escape starts to resemble another kind of confinement. ‎ ‎This is a character-driven story about identity, uncertainty, and the moment we realize that the life we're living may not be the one we chose or... fully understood. ‎

The Universe has a voice. And it's trying to remember how it began. Before the Big Bang, there was only the "I"-a consciousness alone in the void. From the first spark of light to the calculated pull of gravity, Singularity follows the journey of a Creator who is just as curious about existence as we are. Part scientific inquiry, part theological fever dream, this book bridges the gap between the cold constants of physics and the warm chaos of the human heart. It is a story where: The speed of light is a deliberate boundary. Evolution is a shared experiment. Gravityis the punchline of a divine joke. Through the eyes of a God who feels the pain of a meteor's impact and the joy of a painter's brush, Singularity challenges everything you know about the divide between "how" and "why." In the end, you will be left with one question: If the mind of the universe is within you, what does that make you?

One year after Elijah's fall, the world starts to crack. Four recruits are thrown into a system built on rankings, surveillance, and control. They're told it's about becoming heroes. It isn't. As reality fractures and power is measured by obedience, they must decide: serve the system... or break it. Beyond Genesis isn't about becoming strong. It's about what strength costs when freedom is on the line.♥️

Original story written by me - no AI assistance. The story follows the cursed Mirovan family, bound by an ancient legacy that has haunted them for generations. As their hidden history begins to unravel, four powerful forces-each driven by its own ambition-rise to seize control over humanity. Caught between old curses, buried secrets, and an unforgiving struggle for dominance, the Mirovan family finds itself at the center of a silent war between darkness and light... a war that will shape what they were, and what they are destined to become. ----------------------------------------

In the shadowed hours when sleep evades the weary soul, we builds altars from the fragments of a fractured world-raw free verse that confronts the ego's crushing weight and the digital haze of modern exile. Drawing from the grit of noir nights and the quiet fire of Catholic introspection, these poems unearth resilience amid PTSD's echoes, Ozark folklore's whispers, and a faith that questions yet clings to Christ's sacrifice in the stranger's gaze. Here, beauty blooms in imperfection: an outlaw's crown forged from internal turmoil, societal manipulations, and the slow, deliberate repair of a GenX heart scarred by life's dust and screen-lit nihilism. With a gravelly edge and a defiant grace, it champions practical gratitude over grand illusions-inviting you to linger at these insomniac altars, where transformation whispers louder than the chaos. Perfect for readers craving poetry that bleeds honesty, critiques the rush of progress, and finds divinity in the everyday grind. Discover the spark of one blood's cry in a collection that lingers like a half-remembered dream.

Every night at 3:07 a.m., Faye dreams of memories that haven't happened yet. And every morning, one of them comes true. When her dreams begin showing a boy who remembers her, Faye realizes she's living in a rewritten world - one that has forgotten the timeline she came from. Now, time itself is folding, cities vanish overnight, and the moon hums with echoes of erased lives. To fix what was lost, Faye must uncover who she really is - and why the future still remembers her name. "Every morning, she woke up in a slightly different world - one that had forgotten something she still remembered."

With a heavy heart , Lina wakes up knowing she can overcome the battles ahead. Even though life is not more than unfair to her, she keeps going hoping to smell the fragrance of success one day. But this morning turns utterly different as she encounters something she never imagined she will. A mysterious time machine placed in an abandoned house beside the deserted street caught her attention. She pulled the string unveiling a ginormous room inside. Fitting herself in the room she pressed the button but little did she know she is going to embark on a new journey of her life~ where life seems a little fairer...

The story continues as the mysterious warden of Zig-Zig is eventually informed about Herschel's escape. Against every principle of his precious Dalmicir school, Lyeasrakardsul submits and asks the Knomes for help before finally receiving the dreaded p-wyrd. Herschel is arrested as a chicken thief and brought to the town Stagna where he has been prejudged as a p-e-r-v-e-r-t by popular opinion, and where he will have some of the most significant encounters in his life.

A collection of poetry that may pierce your soul in good ways or bad.