Omniscient Stories

To be omniscient is to know everything and Elliot knew just how this story ends... {Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix} {OC x Remus Lupin}

The oldest dream was reading outside his multiverse as he observe he notice a world where he exist. Kim dokja was born with a dreaming quirk but coupn't prove it after the incident he got stuck in a coma as he open his eyes His voice trembeling coma out" is this the start of the circle?". Or the oldest dream may be from the my hero academia world and seeing other world he encontered his 'original one'

In a universe where a lonely reader uses his knowledge of a novel that became reality, another reader steps into the story. Kim Dokja, the protagonist of Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, survived by relying on the ten years he spent reading a single webnovel: Three Ways to Survive the Apocalypse. But this time, he isn't the only reader. Davy Miller, a common Brazilian boy who only followed the Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint manhwa, is dragged into the same nightmare with only partial knowledge of what is supposed to happen. The worst part? His parents are dragged into the chaos with him. Now, with two readers, one regressor, incomplete information, and a story that is no longer fixed, Davy has to survive a world he was never supposed to enter. This is a non-commercial fan creation inspired by Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint. ___________ Disclaimer: New Chapters Every Monday. This is a non-commercial fan creation inspired by Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint. Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, its original characters, worldbuilding, concepts, and related intellectual property belong to their respective creators and rights holders. I do not claim ownership over the original ORV material. I only claim ownership over my original additions to this fan creation, including Davy Miller, original scenes, original dialogue, and ORVSI-specific story changes. No profit is being made from this work.

The stressful journey of 10th grader Sato-a lonely and insecure young man whose life flips upside down when he meets a mysterious transfer exchange student named Haruhi. When he encounters a strange phenomenon involving unidentified glowing stars and even stranger dreams, Sato is dragged into a world of magic, divine entities, and P̴̳̥͍̘̖̭̭̘̟͎̒s̶̠͎̤͂̇̇̓̐̈̊͗̄͆́̔̀̓͝ẙ̴̡̫̜̞̘̠͓͖̜̰̠̘̝̺̜͎͜c̶̻̮͇͊̓̿̍̌̏͆͋̾͗̈̓̈̿͝ḣ̵̨̢͙͎͓͇̟̯̻͉̥̭̣̩͐̋͆̾͐̇́̂̾̽̾̔͋̄ǫ̵̧͓̗͙̜̤̼̃̒̔̈́͐͗͑̀̉̓̔̆͗̕l̷̡̛̟̦̺͙̅̐̊̒̀̀̇̍͊͝ọ̵̠̹̯̟̰͓͔̪́́̋̔͐̀̇́̽̋̾̚͝͠g̷̛͖̤͎̿̈́̈́̍͐̈́̈͂̍̑͝͝i̴̢̹̤̟̣͔͈̖̭̩̣̳̒̈́̓̋̿̾̌̿̐̄̐̄͝͠c̴͈̳̮̖̙̠̰͎̏͛a̶̢̰̪̲̪̬̳̞͈͉̞̲͇̬͙͓̬͛̋̇̑̅͌̏̍̆͝͝l̵̛̞̪̱̮͚͓̮̮͔̭̟̘̙͉̲̠̈́̐̀̄̉̓̉̎̈̊͒͑̒̓̚͜͠ ̵̮̖̭͎̠̲̫̺̭͚͑̉̎̊̿̾̈́̅̉̏̈́͒̈́̚͝͝ḩ̴̛̙͉̱͕̝̲̍̑͗̀͂̇́̂̄̊͛̑͘͝͝õ̵̢̹̻̖̳̲̠͙̱͉̱̟̱̯̾̃̏͋͑͌͋͊̑̑̔̊́̎͘͘r̸̨̬̘͚̭̩̙̪͇̝̥̠̒̋͋͌̑̀̕͜r̸̛̞̯̺͚͎̎̍̍̉̽̒̾͛̈́́͂̽͒́̌ơ̸̻̺̱͓̹̜̘̲͔̝͕͙͓̟͋̔̇̉̂͂̈́͌͊̋̕͝͠r̴̩̣̻̯̗̩̳̣͈͕̹̗͒̏́̌̓̄͑̏̈͒̿͂.

| DKT | They say there are two sides of a coin. Heads and tails. And that very well is true. Too true. You can't have two head, or two tails. But was it always? Will it always be? Nezuko hopes not and that she will get her brother's head back in the game rather than chasing her and his tail. Very few to none know that there's a back to her coin. What happens when they find out? •This fic will not have smut •This story is based off Demon Slayer of which I do not own DKT = Demon King Tanjiro

This book Contains all the works of the Author(me) and all the characters are owned by their own Author

I, the omniscient narrator have decided to be inspired by the great writer who goes by the name of Lemony Snicket. I have now dedicated my travels to the different realms of The Music Freaks while continuing to encounter familiar characters like a pride of star-faced lions, a red panda, a country gal with one-too-many dresses, unholy demons & despair. There's also this one idiotic duck that is literally everywhere along with their clones, but we're not going to mention them for now. I can't say that I have a face or that waiters always welcome me with open hands, but I can say that I've went to a circus after it closed, followed a chaotic gang on Halloween, joined the 'Filles du Roi' on their adventures and much more that I can not put into one sentence or one story. Please, enjoy my recordings of their stories and tales that I have seen with my own non-existent eyes.

"Let's live to see the epilogue!" "Okay. You better keep that promise." It's hard to forget someone that gave you so much to remember... He saw a flame; That flame- turned to bloom in the bright sea of red flowers. .. but those roses don't burn as bright ... The petals have ...wilted... into a flight... Your journey has just turned into a great big lie... The bright red flowers... you once knew doesn't flicker with light anymore... it is now just black indigo crumbling before you... Your story's lore is gone... all that is left is just that figment in your mind... of what you wished that happened... . . . Roses are red, violets are blue Sugar is sweet and of course you are too. but he said that too late, for those roses have already wilted crumbling and crying as he wished you weren't dead. Heyo-! I'm rewriting this story from my other account @Suzumehayano I'll be adding lots and lots more to this story! [Because I've been daydreaming up ideas instead of doing school work--] Anyways-- I hope you enjoy this~!!

a kid with power to do anything he wish

Holiday-themed side story to The Iron Man --- In the 9th Century, the bones of Saint Nicholas-and their miraculous power-were stolen. In 1933, it's about to happen, again. Less than a decade after The Great War, relations between nations on the Mediterranean are strained and clashing nationalist, secular, and religious movements threaten stability. When the holy bones go missing, heads of church and state are quick to point fingers. To prevent further escalation of international and inter-faith conflict, a group of covert agents--Team Aristotle--and young recruit, Julien "Jade" Dangerous, are given the order: Find the bones! ----- Using the #JustWriteIt method, there may be some initial errors, and chapters may be edited or rearranged as the story progresses. Set in the same universe as The Iron Man. Cover by the author.

The story follows [V], well it's not really a story just more of an info thing for my character because why not! there will be story sessions for [V] though, so just enjoy I guess. Docarrative - a Documentary Narrative styled story.

She knows EVERYTHING... There are no secret that she can't know. She can tell anything that you want to know. She can answer all the questions even how complicated it is She know your weakness and strenght Your greatest secret She knows who really you are There is nothing you can hide from her Because she is an OMNISCIENT...

Anaïs Harper Hill is a girl. Anaïs is 16. Anaïs' life has been turned upside down.

In the wake of a devastating zombie outbreak, a group of survivors democratically ruled by Sheriff Phil and his deputies Cindy, John and Garrett fortify a medieval themed shopping mall as forces both dead and alive, inside and outside threaten to kill them. Outside the mall, a small group of survivors led by Cesare Donacii take shelter in a church, but suspicions arise that the church-goers may not be as innocent as they seem. As connections between the groups are formed by a separated survivor named Solus, Robbie Harris is forced to kill for the lives of his wife Helena and their children as he fights for justice against the mysterious J who is blackmailing him into murdering innocent survivors under Phil's nose. Phil's group will have bigger problems with bandits, power outages, zombie attacks and a mysterious amnesic man who may know more than their situation then anyone else.

Who will dare expose the unthinkable, defy the omniscient? The wicked betray the wanton. This story is not the story. Words weigh what is felt without words.

Not canon-just my way of coping. And yeah, definitely a little JoongDok too.

Have you ever wondered if someone who reads orv countless times would end up in the same situation as Kim dokja in the beginning of the novel "omniscient reader's viewpoint" ?? Let's find out.

Tyler Garrett and Alexis Taylor have been best friends since they were young. What Alexis never knew is that Tyler isn't normal. He's a proxy—a child chosen to serve a higher species called the Fates. And Tyler was born a proxy. Tyler has always been rebellious, and to deal with rebellious proxies the Fates bind each one to another human of their sexual orientation. When their mate dies, so do they. When they die, their mate feels the connection snap. If a proxy is away from their mate too long after meeting them, they go insane, Alexis is Tyler's mate, and he will do anything to stay with her. Too bad the Fates have other things in mind.

Seven friends. Seven years of friendship. One date that should have been ordinary. They used to laugh about the number seven - lucky number, divine number, destiny's favorite digit. For seven years, nothing could break them. Not distance. Not fights. Not secrets. Until the **7th day of the 7th month**. At exactly **7:07 PM**, it happened. No one remembers what they were talking about. No one remembers who screamed first. No one even remembers why they were all standing so close together. All they remember is the sound. A sharp, unnatural ringing - like metal scraping against bone. The lights flickered once. Twice. The air turned cold enough to steal breath from their lungs. And then... silence. When people found them minutes later, they were alive. No injuries. No visible wounds. But something was wrong. They looked at each other like strangers forced into the same room. No recognition. No warmth. No history. Seven years - gone. Wiped clean as if they had never existed in each other's lives. Families showed them pictures. Videos. Old messages filled with inside jokes and midnight promises. They stared at the evidence with blank eyes. "We've never met before," they said. But here's the part that no one talks about- At exactly 7:07 PM, every clock in the room had stopped. And every year since then, on July 7th, at 7:07 PM... One of them receives a message from an unknown number. "Do you remember now?" And for exactly seven seconds... They do.