Nihilism Stories

♠ ------𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞!Yandere!bully x 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞!reader //🙶𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟏. 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.🙷// It all started when your mom sent you off to a niche school for mental rehabilitation after mistaking you for "insane". Now your stuck in Saint Leonard's high, aka Alcatraz's rival, the worst school in human history and possibly hell's pilot project. The school's so neglected and full of delinquents, bullies, and possibly murderers, even cops won't drive in this place after dark. but hey, silver lining, you've made a new friend. The one and only Gabriel Hale, the school's almighty. He's decided your his new 'best friend' and because of your golden status as Gabriel's buddy, your practically untouchable. Now you don't come here to learn, but spend this whole new year fucking around within the prison of St. Leonard until you get out of this hellhole- oh, and Gabriel too, he's here to watch your back. ------ This book contains possibly offensive content, so beware. Inspired by Heathers, Back to the future, and a bunch of 80s highschool tropes :)

A med student with a bright future tragically dies in a hospital shooting, but fortunately he gets reincarnated into a parallel universe where he lives a moderately good life and dies because of a drunk driver. But when he died in this world, he was reincarnated again instead of going into the non-existent void, and then this happened again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again. Cassian finds himself in an eternal constant of reincarnation across universes, he has tried multiple times to permanently die and go into the void, but he never succeeded in this. Instead each time he dies, he loses more capacity to care for existence. This leads to him becoming a nihilist, each world only has small differences, like if Abraham Lincoln lived a little longer, or if George Washington was never born, and so on. None of the worlds he gets reincarnated into have anything like magic or aliens, humanity is truly and utterly alone in every universe with no magic or anything supernatural at all. With his countless deaths and rebirths racking up to over a googolplex, he expects nothing to change. But wait a minute... why does he have paws in this life? ---------- It is important that you understand that this novel does NOT contain any explicit content, but there will at times be suggestive themes, tension, actions, and scenes. This novel may also at times have strong language, and dark themes. All of the characters in this novel belong solely to me, and me alone. Please understand that my writing gets better as it goes on, I think. One more thing, the description likely isn't that good, so I apologize for that.

Sie ist das Zentrum aller Welten, zu hell, um sie zu berühren, zu stark, um ihr nah zu sein. Alles kreist um sie, alles braucht ihr Licht, und doch fragt niemand, wer sie selbst erwärmt Sie trägt ganze Welten auf ihren Schultern, doch ihr bleibt nur eines Vielleicht ist sie gar nicht stark. Und Vielleicht darf sie nur niemals schwach wirken, weil alles um sie herum zerbrechen würde, wenn sie anfängt, ihren Licht zu verlieren

Rachel captains The Kings Folly, a ship taking odd jobs with an odd crew. But when a handoff goes awry, Rachel, Ban and Fiver must figure out a way to keep everyone on the ship safe, all while greater celestial forces continue to aid-or hinder- in equal measure. Angela is an officer in The Golden Legion, the military arm of the Galactic Triumvirate, next to the Order Solaris and the cultish Ecclesial Flame. She comes along with the mysterious Dunstan Edwards to hunt down The Kings Folly, but the mission takes on an immensely personal aspect for both of them as they try to bring in the renegade crew, all while rebellion stirs again.

Just a whole lot of jumbled thoughts that you could maybe call poetry. A lot of heavy topics.

Life can be boring and mundane sometimes, but why not poetic? If you are looking for poetry that ignites a spark that you never felt you needed, you have come to the right place. I welcome you and I hope you enjoy your time.

A collection of philosophies and writings over the years

A play regarding the unfathomable yet pleasing truths of life. Feel free to sing along to the rhythm and rhymes, the sways and the flows- and the comedy in chaos, with which brings order. Nothing does make sense!

Questioning and finding meaning in life. update: editing every title with numbers so its easier for everyone.

"You are not welcome here." God is Cold A Rejection from god should result to surrender. But no. It is Hatred.

It doesn't matter what I put here...

Across unfathomable depths, a forgotten song has burrowed into my mind. For years it enthralled me, commanding me to paint its lyrics across the blank canvases around me. But behind the music is an ancient malice, seeking resurgence and change, without thought to its vessels. Beware upon reading this, for the Song of the Depths claims all who hear it.

At the age of 16, Razor has already fallen victim to thinking all values are baseless and meaningless. He first approached this way of thinking as a joke but as the hellish days of high-school continue he is not so sure now. After an escape from the world he is trapped in, he locks eyes with the popular Travis. With a great reputation, grades and charisma Razor immediately considered Travis to be the exact opposite of him, or so he thought. Turns out little mama's boy is just as fed up with life as he is.

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Someday the world will be okay

Einfach die Gedankengänge die wie ein Orkan durch meinen Kopf wehen.

There is a virtually infinite list of things people don't want to talk about. So, to the best of my teenage ability, I broke it down and wrote it out for you because fuck you. ;) Best ranks: #64in deepthoughts #19 in nihilism ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ i tend to just write whatever pops into my mind with very little proof-reading so if something offends you too much to ignore PLEASE find it in your heart to not curse me out and instead calmly explain why what i said was wrong. I appreciate it TONS, thanks!

I describe the way I view the world for fun, read it if you want I don't care

a guy who's lucky(?)

Schizophrenic mortician falls deeply in love with a corpse that speaks to him, leading him to question reality.