histórias de Mindhorror

Isaac Clarke thought he understood darkness-until grief and technology fused into something altogether new. When the wrong piece of alien machinery embedded itself in the right scar, a dormant intelligence awoke. It bears a name: Baelgar. It remembers every lie. It wears every sorrow as armor. Across shattered worlds and dying empires, Baelgar stalks the bones of cults and corporations alike, learning, adapting, devouring. It no longer whispers for the Markers-it speaks for itself. And it's listening. Dead Space-The Age of Extinction pushes beyond the familiar corridors of fear into a vast, reimagined cosmos. Here, survival is only the opening gambit. Fresh factions vie for power in the Marker's shadow; horrors beyond our nightmares awaken; and the true cost of confronting cosmic terror is revealed. This is not just Dead Space retold-it is Dead Space reborn, darker, bolder, and more profoundly unsettling. Because the real question isn't whether you can escape fear...but what fear becomes when it takes form.

Six years have passed since the Eternal Crown Marker shard shattered on Aegis VII. From that cataclysm emerged a power both god-like and unstoppable, its influence leeching into the farthest reaches of deep space. A new era of horror has dawned-one where the line between man and monster dissolves, and survival demands more than defiance. It demands transformation. Three destinies now intertwine amid a collapsing galaxy: The Avenger, driven by vengeance sharper than any blade. The Shaper, whose iron will can bend flesh and fate alike. The Wrath Incarnate, born of rage so pure it reshapes worlds. Each bears the ghost of Isaac Clarke's legacy, yet none remain linked to his destiny. This is not a remake. This is Dead Space-Awakened reimagined. Dive deeper into the Marker mythos, encounter brand-new terrors, and face the ultimate question: What happens when the nightmare doesn't just change the world... but changes who we are?

Chapter 1 A lucid dream pulls me into an empty house, where time stops and pain disappears. I hsink into darkness. I stop feeling. I lose myself. But that's only the beginning. Through paralysis, dissolution, and utter silence, a journey begins - on the edge between death and existence. A nightmare that maybe... isn't a nightmare at all. Or maybe it is. Far too much. Chapter 2 I swept. The house grew. The broom shrank. A dream that screams of effort, that speaks of what slips away while we try to keep everything under control; a dream that resembles real days a little too much. And I... kept getting smaller. Chapter 3 An afternoon that never ends. A clock that no longer tells time - yet keeps ticking. A silence that echoes louder than sound.

In the quiet streets of 19th-century Russia, Anton drifts through life, a man lost in his own mind. Haunted by unspoken longing and the weight of solitude, he clings to fleeting moments of connection-until reality itself begins to slip from his grasp. As his obsession with the past deepens, he finds himself unraveling, trapped in a terrifying metamorphosis that no one else can see. Guided by Viktor, a psychologist with motives shrouded in shadow, Anton spirals further into madness, convinced he has become something inhuman. And when the name "Elara" echoes through the void, the fragile line between truth and delusion shatters. A story of unrequited love, loneliness, and the slow descent into darkness. *Not all transformations lead to freedom. Some leave you crawling.*

Alice Oh sweet sweet Alice Why didn't you know sooner?

Short story of my interpretations of the song wires by the neighborhood. Probably bad lol.