Misanthropy Stories

It's an apocalypse. No, not a zombie apocalypse; an apocalypse caused by a vicious mutation of the common flu-virus. Plenty of species have gone extinct by disease, famine, overpopulation, lack of resources. It's humanity's turn.

Reverend Vincent Green is a narcissistic, misanthropic atheist with insomnia and a possible God complex who spends a lot of his time on the internet. Told exclusively through his blog posts on a forum full of people who hate society, see the world through his eyes as he explores his true feelings about the world, how much he hates humanity and gets caught up in a scheme involving a paranoid schizophrenic teenager and possible demons. -contains a soundtrack, listen to the song whilst reading each chapter to really feel the mood-

Por consideración y amabilidad hacia el lector,la tortura de la sinopsis ha sido suprimida.Disfrute de la lectura-o si quiere no lo haga-.

Amblypygi are a nocturnal group of arachnids, commonly called whip spiders or tailless whip scorpions [...] Amblypygids also have spiny, raptorial pedipalps that are used for defense and to capture prey. Amblypygids possess no silk glands or venomous fangs and are harmless to humans. Amblypygids can live around 5-10 years and are found in warm tropical and subtropical regions worldwide. They seek refuge during the day in crevices of trees, rocky outcroppings or cliff banks, underneath rocks or bark, and come out at night to be active. Republished, originally published in autumn 2025

Sometime ago, in the earlier history of our Solar System... A lone little grey scampers excitedly acrossed the rust ridden, rocky surface of a once considered long forgotten Mars. Eventually he comes to a halt, then meticulously places upon it's arid soil one small lawn chair accompanied by a large boom box on which he presses a button that causes the device to vibrate and tremble as it emits a melody throughout the cosmos. As he does so; the long undisturbed dust of Mars's surface commences to twist and turn in time with the boom box's ever unfolding melody. It's lyrics speaking in a most forboding tone of an oncoming storm... Of change... Of inevitability... Of one little blue planet soon to find itself tilted on it's axis...

"Humanity was a myth" In this world, humanity has been at war against Malice demons since the dawn of time -- they are the creatures born from negative emotions and spiritual filth. Only few of the people can see them, especially the kegare sorcerers. In 1956, the science is now advanced enough and scientists and other brilliant minds collabed together to aid the kegare sorcerers on battling the Malice. In the military project, people can now summon entities born from their imaginations and subconscious called "Tulpas" or "Thoughtforms". However, some tulpas may came as hostile, thus the "tulpafication disease" is born when a tulpa tries to fuse with a person. To solve this, scientists created the Lazarus project, meant to create supersoldiers that also possess a transformation ability based on their deepest, direst desire. However, an accident happen leading the project to be in two options: Option 1(become a zombie), option 2(be a supersoldier. The chances on becoming a zombie through serum is 50, and so becoming a super soldiers. As time passes by, zombies became aberrants -- an abomination fused with the group of zombies. When an aberrant is killed, there is a chances that an aberrant will came back to life as a mimicker -- cellular being where their true brain is located in a tiny cell nucleus -- able to perfectly shapeshift almost anything. Capable of adapting, learning, and perhaps replacing humanity. Several decades later after the end of zombie war, the surviving mimickers has infiltrated the human society -- pretending to be one of them and ruling the shadows with their vilest secret the fact that they were never human. Lancer Hidalgo, became misanthropic and had a strong distrust on humanity after a brutal heartbreak. Lancer serves the mimickers(pretending to be politicians), helping them to find a human prey and prevents a faction of humans from discovering the truth about the "politicians" he served.

What's the use of life when it is already fucked. ( There is some use though. Well, according to an Indian dude smoking on a couch in the Indian subcontinent at least.)

[an au in in which the avengers dont exist] Misanthropy /mɪˈzanθrəpi,mɪˈsanθrəpi/ noun a dislike of humankind. "the streak of misanthropy in his nature" synonyms:hatred of mankind, antisocial behaviour, cynicism, scepticism, reclusiveness ❇❇ "It's odd, really. The person you trusted to keep you safe, turned out to be the person you were hiding from all along." ❇❇ SHORT CHAPTERS

My Mom said I have a problema' and can't stick with one story. I think she's right. So, to get past my horrible habit I created..BUM! BUM! BUM! "Creepy. Right?" So, when I wanna' post a new story I say,"Tyra! No! Post it in, Creepy. Right?." Then after I do it I pat myself on the head and say,"Goood Job!" In my stories folder I have more than 30 other stories in my other folder that says,"Stories that I will Come Back too". I have a really bad habit. XD The ones in here are just the samples. This is nothing compared to what I have stored on my laptop. XD This also has short stories that I decided to write. If I write them. :3

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Caleb Diaz is not an animal lover. At all. So when his friend Marnie shows up on his doorstep with a birthday card and a kitten for his big 1-8, he's more than a little peeved. Cats stink, no questions about it. And with graduation less than a year away, Caleb's hardly got the time (or patience) to cope with running around after a deranged and messy fur ball. Marnie refuses to be swayed, though. In fact, she's already gone and enlisted the help of her brother Daniel, an animal enthusiast who's convinced he can convert Caleb once and for all. Armed with kitten milk and scratch posts, the trio venture down the road of parenting - a journey that may or may not involve sleepless nights, pet-oriented fights and infinite weirdness. [cover by -sykes]

The grey aliens known as Alpha and Jorg have settled into their home away from home upon our Earth; tucked away in an MIT laboratory. As they regail one another with stories of the many Earthly activities in which they've participated in order to pass copious amounts of time and the ever looming weight of boredom. One very mysterious, yet very forbodingly funky tune echoes throughout the Cosmos; serving as a kind of esoteric warning of things yet to come...

Did i change everything or did i just became a burden? "When will i get the answer?" I will keep breathing just to live and to find out your answers But I thought that the way to make myself feel lighter is to seek the truth yet i ended up laughing just to hide myself from crying I will laugh in order not to cry on these gentle days.

I will make you believe you are lovely.

small shit

"To be honest, none of us really belong anywhere, but we're all outsiders and outsiders tend to band together like their own island of misfit toys." -Violet Zykin, Flowers. Marie thought her heart was okay. Derek thought that he was alone. Violet thought that being subordinate to her sister didn't bother her. Shamshad thought that he could survive his parents expectations. Rose was sick of being 'perfect'. What happens when all their lives are changed? ||RATED PG13 FOR STRONG LANGUAGE, TOUGH TOPICS||