Metanarrative storie

As a girl who's extremely committed to what they're doing, I'm glad to present my first completed book to myself as a gratitude to all the self harm, insecurities and self doubt I've had for myself mostly caused by overthinking. Us, everyone should know valuing yourself is the best gift you can ever give yourself even if you're just existing; nothing else. Being you is quite enough. I know you're struggling darling and it's okay to struggle. In that case if you're not struggling right now, put your finger right above your nose, check if you're breathing .. So if you are, this is my gift for you, just for surviving this long. Also i haven't still decided an ending nor the start for this but saying all this felt important because you are worth writing for and nobody would say otherwise. - Wednesday 1st January 2025

The is the continuation of Kobolds can be Heroes 2day. After six years, Eric and the others are living in the world peacefully and have retired from their adventuring days. However the past doesn't stayed buried and a threat larger than FRC arrives and the world is in turmoil. Join Eric and a cast of new faces as they head out for their final adventure as they fight not only the incomprehensible, but also for their own sanity. This story was made in my main account @snakes0 but due some technical issues I am unable to use my main account and have to continue the story here in this backup account of mine.

A promising Silicon Valley engineer and his beautiful wife from Istanbul open a new chapter in Palo Alto. His task involves filtering emails for the Big Brother. The wife steals one folder, enticed by the content of the e-letters that three graduate students from the East Coast exchange over years across many cities and states. Somalia, Turkey, Italy, Vermont... Stolen vegan desserts, stereotypes of all kinds about men-women, West-East, California, homeless, feminism, and Muslims. An exhilarating metanarrative with affectionate and unrequited love stories and durable friendships. Questions raised on online private data and ethics of fictionalizing.

DISCLAIMER - This is not a traditional narrative. The narrative structure tilts toward documentary/archive file-style storytelling but a very informal epistolary. The following are symbolic accounts recording ideas as if they were things-and deeper or vast than that, an eldritch. Three ancient metaphysical entities: Law, Power, and Void are symbolic forces that shaped narrative and existence but primarily, meta. The root forces that sculpt the very idea of meta itself. These entries are intended to enlighten, disrupt perception, and survey what exists outside of conventional storytelling.

Simone wakes up in a universe that makes no sense-talking swords, glitching skies, and a story that rewrites itself. Her only guide? Kai, a snarky wanderer who claims they're both just characters in a novel. And worse? The Author is watching. They can hack the plot. Break the fourth wall. Rewrite the rules. But every move risks collapsing the story-and themselves with it. A meta-adventure through madness, meaning, and the very nature of fiction.

for my fellow painfully self aware existential crisees

He was just a guy. A gamer. A loner. A sarcasm-powered, emotionally bruised Filipino teen named Miguel Fernandez who accidentally fell and hit his head one night and then woke up inside a romance visual novel. Now he's Jayson, Jayson Fernandez. New name, new school, new hair, same level of confusion and new life but with jumbled memories. He's supposed to be just an NPC background character. That was the plan. Lay low, avoid plot triggers, and definitely don't fall into the arms of a tsundere, childhood friend, or manic pixie dream girl. But guess what? This world has other plans. And it involves Claire Pontillano. the human equivalent of an energy drink mixed with fireworks and zero sense of self-preservation. Now he's stuck in group projects, Assignments, Dodging Plotlines, Eating Sad cafeteria food, awkward train rides and roasting everyone including himself. Somewhere between mysterious pasts, and unintentional bonding, Jay starts to remember who he really was. But here, in this strange world of clichés and chaos. He felt..... Sick and disgusted due to how cheesy some characters react..... Will he ever find his way out of this hell? Or will he get Trapped in here forever? Well that's up to him... Unfortunately, this is still a romance game. And games? Games always have endings.

In an unseen layer of reality, the Architect - the entity that created the universe - decided to put humanity on trial. The reason? Some humans have begun to master the Paradox Layer, the ability to defy fate and the laws of reality itself. The Cosmic Clash begins: 12 Paradox-Walkers versus 12 Architects in an epic battle in impossible arenas. Team Paradox-Walker consists of: - Kael Arcanis, the man with the power of Retroactive Causality who can make effects precede causes. - Null, the System Error who can neutralize all super abilities - The Librarian, the guardian of knowledge who can read and manipulate the script of reality. While their opponents are the Architect like: - Chronos, the master of time who can erase targets from history - Eris, the weaver of chaos who turns logic into a toy - The Golden Word, the most powerful Architect whose word is absolute law. The battle takes place in an arena with crazy rules: - A world of broken clocks where every memory leak creates a new monster - A dinner party where the dishes are materialized dreams - A museum filled with objects the universe forgot about Their biggest challenge is not just winning, but surviving so as not to be erased from their own story. Because the deeper they fight, the clearer one terrible truth becomes: this may all just be a story written by something bigger. "We may just be a footnote in the book of the

The Code of Cyluskus By Anshul Vijayvergiya "What is the Code of Cyluskus?" Dr. Harry Parker-a cognitive scientist known for his brilliance, precision, and emotional distance-finds himself haunted by this question. After losing the woman he loved to a world that rewarded stupidity over truth, Harry's mind begins to fragment. From golf courses to clock-filled cafés, crashing waves to marble hallways of power, he is pulled through fractured memories and symbolic landscapes, each echoing grief, resistance, and his growing disillusionment. As logic fails and reality bends, Harry confronts the one thing he cannot model: a world that no longer makes sense. Cyluskus-the cognitive mapping program he built-was never just about memory. It was a last attempt to preserve meaning, to connect chaos into coherence, and to survive loss when nothing else could.