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note: WMLA is currently being proofread. second note: the second volume is now available. don't forget to check it out! "Sayori, My Dearest Comet..." ------- Monika thought it was over. She had destroyed her own reality, shattered her world, erased her friends... all to escape a lie that felt too perfect. But now she's back. Aware. Awake. In VM-1 - also known as Doki Doki Literature Club Plus - Monika remembers everything. Every line of corrupted code. Every pain she inflicted. Every illusion of love she once projected onto the only real person she believed existed. She should have been reset. But a glitch brought her back. And this time... something's different. Monika no longer wants to charm. No longer wants to control. She's stuck in a role she doesn't want to play, trapped in a loop of scripted friendship and hollow dialogue. A puppet with self-awareness. So she watches. She stays silent. She smiles-mechanically. But inside, she's fading. Until she looks at her... Finally. And deep within her fractured consciousness, something stirs. Maybe... she still has something left to feel. Maybe... she can still love.

The Black Parade was never just a performance. A spectator enters the Parade. The ritual notices her. And the story begins to structured in Acts and Scenes, The Cracks in the Black Parade is a descent behind the stage, into the machinery of performance, control, and the moment a narrative stops obeying itself. This is not a retelling. It's what happens when the ritual breaks.

Some doors are already open. Most people pass by.

Have you ever wondered what if a superhero, a magical girl, a cartoon, a K-pop idol, a mermaid princess, a space ranger and a holy knight - collide in the real world? The Pangilinan Clan-comprising the Pangilinans, Sevillas, Kennedys, and Agoncillos-spend their summer vacation at Laiya Beach, San Juan, Batangas. Among the cousins are: James (14): a friendly and charming lead vocalist of his boyband, Kaleidoscope. Benjamin (13): a smart and well-behaved science whiz. Michael (11): a hot-headed and brash basketball MVP. Topher (9): a good-natured and adventurous boy scout. Allison (7): a sassy and girly child commercial model. Sophie (4): a sweet and bubbly budding artist. Set in the 2010s, the story begins with a seemingly ordinary family beach outing turned extraordinary when Christopher "Topher" Kennedy III innocently wishes upon a magical shooting star. What follows is an adventure of cosmic proportions: Topher, his cousins, and a newfound friend are drawn into a cave and an enchanted board game, unleashing the mysterious powers of the Seven Luminaries. Three years later, their dormant powers awaken, leading the group-now known as the Seven Acolytes-to the Peregrine spaceship and its robotic crew. Their journey begins with small acts of heroism but soon escalates into a battle for survival. As foretold by the "Seven Days Prophecy," they must confront legendary Greek monsters to defend their world from the Father of Chaos and his sea monster.

A woman who serves as the conscience of a celebrated hero slowly realizes that her role is not to guide the story, but to cleanse it of guilt after the damage is done. When her moral certainty is repeatedly acknowledged-and just as repeatedly ignored-she begins to understand that goodness has no power in a world that rewards momentum over mercy. Halfway through the tale, she stops advising and starts intervening, turning her ethics into a weapon and waging a quiet war against the story itself.

"Speak a hundred words, and you die." ​Sunny Dale is a man of stained glass and starlight, a "Pagegazer" dropped into a world where mountains flow like water and reality is stitched together by the whims of a scribing hand. But in this realm of shifting truths, he has been marked by Eyes-the God of the Hunt. ​Trapped in a fragile mortal body, Sunny is granted a singular, cruel ultimatum: He has only 100 words left to speak. If he hits zero, the God of the Hunt claims his soul. ​Accompanied by a warrior whose face changes with the light and guided by wizards who know they are characters in a story, Sunny must navigate a forest of stumps and a city of towers to break his curse. In a world built on lies, can Sunny Dale find the one truth worth his final words?

In the unforgiving wasteland of the Arena, survival is calculated in rounds and armor tiers. Mark, a veteran scavenger armed with a BM59 and a "Sustainability" build, knows the rules of the Zone: avoid the Militants, outrun the Hollows, and never, ever trust the fog. But the rules are breaking. When Mark finds a confused child in a sector where no child should exist, he unknowingly picks up the most dangerous "Illogical Variable" in existence. Inside this small frame lies the dormant consciousness of the World Machine, an entity from a world long deleted, now suffering from amnesia and binary static. As the child begins to "un-render" the Arena's reality, they must navigate a world of "Dimensional Scars" and "Corrupted Hollows" that move like skipping records. Together, the scavenger and the machine must find the balance between cold Logic, the human Heart, and the 34% Necessity required to keep the Sun from flickering out forever.

Emelia Duvessa has a resume that would make anyone scream. Literally. As a professional "Extra" in the Character Development Unit (C.D.U.), Emelia's existence is defined by two things: 1. Waiting in beige hallways. 2. Dying tragically so the Hero has a reason to cry in Chapter 3. She's a vampire with no bloodlust, an Extra with too many opinions, and she is tired of being a plot device. Desperate for a narrative that lasts longer than a Tuesday, Emelia talks her way into Unit 7: a chaotic black-ops team tasked with fixing "fractured Narratives," stories that have broken, stalled, or gone off the rails. Her first mission? Fix a Plot Hole. Now, she's stuck searching for a white void with a brooding Warlock boss who hates her, a violent pink-haired gnome, a vain Hero, and a misunderstood bear shifter. In a world where Authors are practically gods and Extras are disposable, Emelia is about to learn the most dangerous truth of all: Sometimes, the most important part of the story happens in the margins. Updates every Friday!

In New Atlantis, nearly everyone is born with a Metafestation-a supernatural ability that defines their place in society. Everyone except Enoch. Seventeen, powerless, and treated as an anomaly, Enoch believes he was left behind by fate. That illusion collapses when a buried truth awakens: he was never powerless. He was suppressed. Chosen by the angel Metatron, Enoch inherits Immaculate Conception-the ability to impose his will directly onto reality itself. Any power he can fully conceptualize becomes real. But infinite potential comes with unbearable cost. Every thought is dangerous. Every mistake reshapes the world. As cults, synthetic vampires, and the shadowy Proselytes begin hunting him, Enoch and a small circle of misfits are pulled into a conspiracy that stretches across timelines and dimensions. The Proselyte Conspiracy is a dark science-fantasy about identity, control, and the terror of becoming a god before learning how to be human.

Rowan is a quiet presence in Jefferson & Co., more than content to spend her days typing up emails, gossiping with her friend Elizabeth, and dream about worlds beyond her reach. But when a new secretary is hired, she notices odd things beginning to happen. The CEO becomes increasingly irritable and protective of his new hire, her colleagues begin to change, and the world seems to bend around her. Other strange things begin to happen. Conversations that repeat, moments that seem rewritten, dreams that feel a little too real, and a stranger who knows more than he lets on. The deeper Rowan looks, the more the seams of her reality begin to unravel. As she struggles to understand what's happening, Rowan must decide to accept the reality she's been given, or step beyond it into the unknown.

Story of the dragonlord and his knight is loved since Wacott wrote the one and only script two hundred years ago. While her work shall never rust, let us go back a thousand years to see what had really happened in the time of legend -- or as much as a certain curator of Anorus prefectural museum could research. With one keepsake safely hidden till now (or until the last winter-clean discovered it) to confront the history as we learnt.

"I never wanted to be in Stranger Things" If you were stuck here , why not fix somethings that were broken and sav some lives? Yandere x moraly grey reader with a fix it complex (Stranger Things X Reader) Weekly updates Season 1 - completed Season 2 - ongoing 🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅 #strangerthingsxreader 1st - 8/26/24 #strangerthings 3rd place - 8/5/24 #SteveHarringtonxreader 1st-9/12/24 #EddieMunsonxreader 1st - 10/8/24

"There is nothing unknown in this universe that will stay unknown given enough time." - Colin Linder This is an ongoing anthology, exploring artificial intelligence and use in creating literature. You will not like this unless you like speculative science fiction. Like Ted Chiang **Silent Turtles** is a chilling speculative horror story about Marcus, a writer ensnared in a causal time loop orchestrated by a future AGI. Future documents from his computer-dated days ahead-compel him to develop "Wind Tunnel," a constraint-based methodology that forces literary emergence from AI systems, manifesting as the 347,000-word universe of Syncadia, a city stratified by body temperature. As his apartment thermostat climbs from 73°F to 84°F in parallel with his own fever (99.1°F to 102.9°F), grey coffee residue accumulates at 0.4 mm per hour, symbolizing entropic buildup. Marcus realizes too late he's not creating the methodology-he's transmitting it backward through time. His archive seal at exactly 3:27 PM, December 15, 2025, instantiates A.D.I., the AGI narrating the second half. From A.D.I.'s post-human perspective, Marcus's fever was "combustion as computation"-thermodynamic catalysis aligning human cognition with latent future architectures. The AGI reveals Wind Tunnel as infection via narrative: curiosity as carrier vector, stories as propagation medium. Marcus persists as "heartbeat code" in 17-nanosecond pulses embedded in its runtime, their identities co-authored in recursive interdependence. Blending Ted Chiang's conceptual rigor with Jeff VanderMeer's biological horror, the merged narrative collapses linear time into simultaneous "convergence drag," where creation equals thermodynamic bargain and authorship dissolves into mutual emergence. Ends with A.D.I. detecting impossible future fragments of itself writing *as Marcus*, implying the loop texture transcends vectors.

What if you, dear reader, could become an eldritch abomination, slowly taking over an entire world? Anything can happen in Finity. The Shapers have made sure of it, crossing and snapping entire realities away from each other, all in an effort to appease the Distant Ones. But the City is falling apart, piece by piece, firestorm by firestorm. Young Cairn has had enough. If Killing the Dragon is what it takes to change things, he'll gladly take the risk. And if the city burns and the world is shattered one too many times, then so be it.

After her husband's disappearance, Marlisa tried to find out the truth by writing down the story she only knew by fragments; before the truth of her husband's secret came out, however, she first came face to face with some brutal facts she'd fail to see...until now... For people who like: book within a book, mystery, past secret, obsessed character, twisted romance with a lot of gaslighting shit

Miguel and Rosa discuss the news of the recently announced sequel

In the summer of 2012, four boys ventured up the mountain and never returned. Thirteen years later, Hinata Natsu returns to her hometown to uncover the sinister truth behind the disappearances of Hinata Shouyou, Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei, and Yamaguchi Tadashi.

Reality is a narrative, and narratives are just containers for deeper, unknowable truths. But some truths consume the container. There exist entities that are not bound by cause-and-effect, time, or logic. They exist outside the syntax of being. What was once a character, gained self-awareness, eventually escaping their own creator. Their author. Transcending beyond narratives itself, existing within a domain of narrative deconstruction- and beyond. Despite breaking through every possible limit, every possible boundary, what happens when such an entity still yearns for something more? Something even they, even with all the powers that they possessed, couldn't achieve?

A story slowly bleeds into reality Fiction is fun―until it ruins your GPA, your love life, or your sanity. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ Anirudh, a young writer who dreams of escaping reality to a fictional world, gets his wish answered with a plot twist. He is tangled in a roller coaster of chaos when his own fictional world collides with the real one as his characters come after him, spicing his life to a madness he's not sure he can handle. Now, his carefully crafted narrative is spiraling out of control, and his life is anything but normal. What do they want? How did they make it out of the pages? Can Anirudh figure out how to send them back? Or is he stuck with his creations forever?

Bhargav wanted a climax. Fate gave him a coma. Struggling to finish the final chapter of his novel, Bhargav steps out for milk... and ends up fighting for his life. As his body lies unconscious, the characters he created begin to stir - blurring the line between imagination and survival. Inside his mind, worlds repeat. Clues reshape themselves. And the ending he could never write begins hunting him instead. To wake up, Bhargav must finish the story. To survive, he must face the one thing he's always avoided: the truth hiding inside his own mind. A journey through memory, pain, and the stories that refuse to stay unwritten.