Existentialcrisis Histoires

[LitRPG] [TW apply] As the world began to succumb to the Great Darkness, the four cowards remained trapped within the imaginary borders of their empty towns. However, with lethal danger knocking at their gates, will they finally wake up and face reality? When a mysterious second survivor of the Great Darkness arrived, bringing good news that their fate might change, the group had nothing to lose and followed him.

[An Ultrakill and Honkai Starrail crossover. I do not own any of these properties, rights reserved by Hakita, New Blood Interactive and Hoyoverse. Any videos or pictures are not mine unless explicitly stated to be (also because my stuff would be very, very low quality ; - ; )] Inspired by: DenFirst5645 - "Blood Among the Stars" AmarT50 - "Blood Brothers on Copper-9" ThonkerTheChonker - "When the Oil runs Red" The stars are railed Blood is fuel Purpose is removed I have read too many Ultrakill crossovers with MD and because I don't know jack shit on MD, I'm doing it with HSR. Then again, this would probably suck ass. I'm sorry ;w;

Collection of thoughts I never meant to say out loud-but I did. These poems are about feeling too much, saying too little, and trying to make sense of this weird, beautiful mess called being human. It's about being different, being alone, and finally, being real..

An ongoing story about you, who is trying to find a way out of a story. The Narrative Survey seeks the Audience to provide input on weaving the fates intertwined with the child, and the people they met. *This story is made up of images, if you're seeing blank pages, please check your Internet connection. **This volume consists of 64 parts that is related to the first Chapter. However, the story is rated as "completed". It means this volume shall only contain all the pages of Chapter 1, and will no longer have any updates about Chapter 1. The main story is still ongoing. ***64 is a big number, I know, but each parts are actually very short.

Want to hear a story about a being caught between two different situation-a fragile life on a journey to uncover its true identity? It struggles with an existential crisis, longing to belong yet feeling unmoored. This idea was inspired by the poignant lyrics of the song Poraen Naa Poraen from Meiyazhagan, which go: 'Not miscible with water, I am the water bubble' (நீரோடு சேர்ந்தே போகாத நீர் குமிழி நான்). These words triggered my inner turmoil and inspired me to create this short novel.

These compositions are developing ideas of the theory of mind including other interpretations of western works in philosophy. These writings also consist personal insights. I encourage discussion, it's active and reflective. Feel free to comment and I'll respond when possible. "Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you" - F. N.

Danny rarely ever thinks about it. (Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, Danny Phantom belongs to Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon.) (WARNING: Rated T for some mentions of violence, character death, and existential crises. Please read at your own risk.)

You know the time when you over-think, basically anything in your life? This is my over-thinking writing. Things that are thought of but I wouldn't dare to talk about in real life. Or I'm just afraid to voice it out. Or just too stupid. I would do this occasionally and especially if I feel a strong emotion. Or if I just had any kind of revelation. These are the random things in life. Try not to get into any kind of crisis while you're in there. I do this so I wouldn't feel it any more than I do. Sorry if I made you over-think.

[now i see the stars, when i should be dreaming but how can i dream when these thoughts make the universe?]

Ek normal subah... par shehar normal nahi lagta. Sadkein khaali, awaazein gayab. Aur har kadam ke saath badhta hua sannata.

My thoughts on society, the meaning of life, and everything in between. Come and read my explanations/theories for all of the questions that are impossible to correctly answer. Oh, and pointless rants. Edit: this has turned into an update book where i rant about life and talk crap about everything please enjoy Written by @abbiealltimelow

Random thoughts or I mean is the title not specific enough for you

Life unravels infront of you, Each second pass you by, and you stand dazed by the events, people, nature, city lights and everything that surround you. Sometimes love find it's way to you, with slow strides and so does hate. Sometimes you are taken over by hurricanes of sadness, guilt and hunger. And sometimes you just want everything to stop, For the world to stop turning, For everything to stop, or for you to drift into unknown labyrinths of peacefulness. ..... My poems are excerpts from my own life, some of them imaginary, But hell, they are all personal.

Things I think about at 1am. suffer with me.

Y/N is different. Not like those people who laugh and smile for no reason. No, she contemplates the meaning of life while staring at unremarkable buildings, finding solace in their dullness. That is, until he arrives. A stranger dressed in black. Mysterious. Dark. Probably reads Nietzsche for fun. His piercing eyes see through her soul. "You seem lost in your thoughts," he whispers, voice smooth as existential despair. "But don't worry. The search for answers is fleeting... the truth is absolute." Who is he? What does he know? Why does he speak like a villain from a badly translated anime? One thing is certain-he's not like other guys. And Y/N? She's about to embark on the most philosophically pretentious journey of her life. (Or maybe she just needs to touch some grass.)

আয়াত - এক আরবি তরুণ, যিনি নাস্তিকতার পথে পা বাড়িয়েছেন, কিন্তু এখনও অন্ধকারে হারিয়ে যাননি। সত্যের সন্ধানে তার মনের প্রতিটি প্রশ্নের মুখোমুখি হয় দুই বিপরীত চরিত্র - অভিজিৎ, এক চরম নাস্তিক যিনি ঈশ্বরের অস্তিত্বকে সম্পূর্ণ অস্বীকার করেন, আর ইলা, এক উগ্র নারীবাদী যিনি নারী ও সমাজের অধিকার নিয়ে আগুন ঝরান। "ঈশ্বর যদি সত্যিই থাকে, তাহলে কেন এই দুনিয়ায় এত অন্যায় ও নিপীড়ন?" "নারী কি শুধুই পুরুষের ছায়া, নাকি তার নিজস্ব পরিচয় আছে?"

This story speaks about the existential crisis a Gingerbread Man had to face cause he wasn't sure whether he was made of house or whether house was made of him.

Mainly short stories because I'm not good with poetry but I'll try. I just like to write First published on: 04/08/16