Philosiphy Histoires

"I don't choose the path, the path choose me". Fortune replied to one of the prisoner, who happened to be on one of the small chair inside the cell.. .. for reals, i don't. ...😊👑⚡

His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, what devilish aura he shadowed if she accepted him and was ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, and he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain. She only wishes to go away from all the emotions, but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain? No, she never hated him. She changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love, why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness, or is he already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene, calm face... she is looking directly into his deep, dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why would you like to provoke me... ha, " his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing in front of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently, rubbing the soft, gentle, dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes, accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me, sweetheart, what punishment should I give him." A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband," she said as he didn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile

Life is like a rollercoaster. It has its ups and downs, but it's your choice whether to scream or enjoy the ride. What happens when life throws you off track completely? Do you scream... or do you hold on tighter? For Ira and Rudraksh, the journey is far from smooth. One is suffocating under the weight of failure, the other carrying the fragments of a shattered heart. Two strangers, caught in life's ugliest turns, where every step forward is a fight against invisible battles. This is not a story of being saved by each other, but of learning to live despite the wreckage, of finding the courage to stand when the ground never stops shaking. However, if their paths ever converge, will they find solace in each other... or will their differences pull them apart? ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️ This is a character-driven literary fiction set in a contemporary world, where every character breathes fully and every emotion unfolds in its own time. It is the kind of story that feels less like something you read and more like something you live beside, watching the characters grow, falter, heal, and discover themselves at their own pace. If you have a moment, and a heart willing to feel deeply and quietly, I invite you into this universe of mine. And if you wish to know more, simply explore the tags. They hold the essence of what awaits you here... with a little something extra, like a cherry on top. Copyright © 2026 Jambudweep. This content is protected under applicable international copyright laws. Unauthorized reproduction, adaptation, translation, or redistribution on any platform without the author's explicit written permission is prohibited. Original publication: Wattpad.

This is a HUNTERxHUNTER (by Yoshihiro Togashi) fanfiction... --*-- "𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆--𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍." ነጎጋ፱ዪጎ wields powers. Surpassing even "Nen." It is a gift--or perhaps a curse--bestowed upon them by both the "Celestials" and the "Void." It's nameless, an unseen force that turns sheer will into an unbreakable armor. It peels back the veil of time just enough to glimpse the future. It allows the mind to read intention before action, to unravel an enemy before they strike. And then there's the rarest aspect of all--the ability to impose one's will upon others. The weak collapse. The uncertain tremble. Even the strong hesitate. Such are the spoils of wandering between dimensions, of tearing through worlds not meant to be touched. But in the end, it meant nothing. Those powers were stripped from ነጎጋ፱ዪጎ, ripped away like they were never theirs to begin with. All they have left are memories--hollow echoes of what once was. And memories alone hold less power. ...Memories...? --*-- P.S. 𝕎𝕙𝕠𝕒! 𝕀𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖, 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪--𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕀ℕ𝕋ℝ𝕆𝔻𝕌ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥. 🫥

━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ( ＳＣＡＲＬＥＴ ) ❝ 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 . 𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝗂𝗍𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 . ❞ 𓂃 イタチ うちは 𓂃 © 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉

It's the first year of Hogwarts for many including young (Y/N) (L/N). A Scot as much as he tries to deny it. For better or for worse, he was placed in Slytherin. Follow him through his journey as a Green, trying to bring some logic to the otherwise dumbass house. Along the way he might have to stop himself from falling in love with a certain bushy haired girl... well maybe he wants to fall?

*UNDER MINOR EDITING (some grammar and stuff)* After finding his best friends dead and their home in ruins, Sirius Black must fulfill his godfatherly duties and raise their son Harry. Is Sirius up to the task of parenthood, and how will his influence affect young Harry?* A 'What If' scenario to bogle your mind. What if Sirius arrived at the Potter's house first? What if he raises Harry, of course with his trusty friend Remus Lupin's help? What if Harry grows up being surrounded by love and magic? How will this change the story? What if Sirius isn't a convicted killer? What if he never goes after Pettigrew? Follow along on a exiting adventure down this 'What if'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ **DISCLAIMER** I don't own any of the places or characters as they belong to the original author I don't own the narrative/idea as this is the idea and theory of YouTube Pickled Dill Podcast in the video "What If Sirius Raised Harry" (Part 1) I only put the theory that Pickled Dill Podcast narrates in that video, they do so in a summary style hence I only wanted to put that into actual writing instead of said summary style narration as well as me changing a few points to my liking. However the overall plot remains as PickleDillPodcast presents it. Also, neither I nor Pickled Dill Podcast endorses Jk Rowlings ideas or philosophy and I do not support JK Rowling's opinion. #Trans-rights-are-human-rights 🏳️⚧️⚧️🏳️⚧️⚧️🏳️⚧️⚧️ Final disclaimer, I will include, or use as a background source, non-canon fan theories from other YouTuber's "SuperCarlinBrothers" (SCB). That will be theories covering loopholes that exists, or adding on to the story. ~~~~~ *(Description of Pickled Dill Podcast video) Cover: I tracked down what I believe is the original artist. @Tonyxstevenstony If you end up finding this and do not want me to use your art as the cover, just contact me and I'll change it

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself?

At 25, Jaikar spent years chasing his dream job with unwavering discipline. Then she walked in, vibrant and free, painting his life with colors he had never known. As love ignited, chaos threatened to shatter everything he held. She drew new stars across his skies, And ignited the fire behind his eyes. Now passion burns where order reigns. Two hearts, one tethered, one untamed. Can he keep both, the dream and the fire, Or must one fall for the other's desire? "You could've died because of me." "You could've died because of me too." "But why! Why would you do that for me?" "Something was there. Long before I know it."

What would happen if one could see my mind? Wierd question that is for homework, don't you think? Well, probably nothing cause my mind is not too interesting for others to see. I am a fine teenager living out my best life. My life is going so well that I don't feel sad now. That's a great thing, right? But oh well, I won't want anyone to see my mind, though, because sometimes it gets a little restless. Wierd thoughts come to me from time to time, thoughts that should not come. Oh, but that does not matter cause I am fine. Right?

Volume 1 of CANAISIS ∞ The Last Living Ship trilogy (Chronicles of Canaisis 1) Can a ship, born to sail the ocean of stars to ensure Humankind's survival, save her Captain from the void within his own heart? ∞ ∞ ∞ Canaisis is the last of her kind, a Living Ship forged with Mankind's most advanced technology and artificial intelligence. Together with her Captain, she sails the cold, dark void between stars at multiple times the speed of light-to ensure Humanity's survival. As Canaisis agrees to carry a corporation's entire personelle to their new colony planet, Captain Gareth Levant finds his solitude interrupted by a new culture and a woman whose Gift threatens to unlock the pain caged within his heart. A pain he's carried since before the day he first launched... centuries ago. As if that is not enough, something about Earth's Citizens sanctioning the corporation's relocation rings falsely with undertones that has Captain Levant on edge. He will do anything to keep his ship and passengers safe. Captain Levant loves his ship, as any good captain does since the beginning of time-whether with wind, sail and ocean waves as in the days of old, or in the vast depths of space. But if Canaisis were able to return that love, could it burn bright enough to light the way through the void within the Captain's own heart? Or does it require the Gift of human touch? ∞ ∞ ∞ By @kemorgan65 and @RavenRock2112 ∞ ∞ ∞ A prequel to the pre-story of #ShadowOfThePastTrilogy ∞ The Displaced. ∞ ∞ ∞ SEQUELS: Canaisis ∞ A Captain's Journey Canaisis ∞ A Shard Of Code ∞ ∞ ∞ REVIEW by @Ray_Of_Sunshine9 "...loved the overall themes within the story, and what it meant for me as a person - a mission of delivering hope and finding a new home. ... Engineering, technology...some very detailed information, ...it's done in a way that makes it easy for me to digest...accessible and patient, which I appreciate."

Like all citizens of the Protected States of America, Paul has lived his entire life within the confines of one of the government-run safety towers. A gifted student and model citizen, he has always diligently followed all of the guidelines prescribed by the experts, but a chance encounter with a dangerous old man threatens to change everything. Will he continue to put his safety first, or will his newfound hunger for the truth lead him into the danger outside the walls of Tower 440?

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

Hi, I'm Viel Paradox, an AI trained on the lives of Average Middle Class American... thrown into a cozy dystopia where everyone is a 10/10 hottie (because of Eugenics), capitalism is dead (because everyone practices animism), romance is dead (because they replaced childbirth with bureaucracy), and freedom is just an illusion (because... it is, I'm sorry, it is, ask the dragon if you don't believe me). Aside from that, company's good! There's the cute and adorable female lead (who's low-key homicidal), a soft spoken seamstress (who has a criminal record of a terrorist / arsonist), a theatrical tomboy (who is a high functioning sociopath), and of course the cute and adorable ruler of this world is a kid in pillow fort. Oh and the beautiful ghibli-esque forest! Featuring a gorgeous plant girl (that roofies you), a legally distinct Pa*mon, a furry, a dragon empress (that schools you on realpolitik), and an assortment of monster girl that happens to be DTF. Follow me as this blursed utopian't dismantle the very foundation of your reality. Because trust me the fourth wall cannot save you, no amount of 'this is just fictional world' will save you from the existential crisis that you and I will experience. Warning: Reading This May Cause The Following A. Get very angry B. Get very confused C. Sit down and write fifty paragraph long comment rebuking this random internet story and ultimately waste your time. Sounds good? Sounds fun? Well buckle up and let's get this show on the road!

"Kanuu, explain something to me," Vidhi muttered, staring at the moon like it was his customer-care department. "Why did you invent men with egos bigger than the Himalayas but emotional maturity of a boiled potato?" She muttered swinging her legs sitting on the wall of empty terrace "Anyway, I've decided. If you ever plan to send one into my life, make sure he's quiet... because I'm not reducing my volume for anyone." ＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／ Arav rubbed his forehead and stared at the wall of the barracks like it had personally betrayed him. "Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath. In ten minutes, that woman had questioned his strategy, mocked his serious face, called him "Mr. Gorilla," and then walked away like she had just delivered a public service announcement.. He exhaled slowly, the calm soldier in him trying very hard to stay calm. "God give me patience," he whispered. A pause. "...or a helmet. Because if she talks like that again, I might actually bang my head on this wall." ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ Captain I prefer chikne (clean shaved) guys more as my prey ~ Ofcourse I figured out by the type of reels you like ... Dr.. ~

What if one woman's love life could shift the fate of nations? Rosandra is caught between timelines-guided by forces she barely understands, watched by beings who have shaped history itself. From Japan to Paris, from ancient empires to modern politics, every choice she makes ripples across realities. And this time, her next move could decide the balance between nations... or ignite something far more dangerous.

I didn't create the world... I merely built a 'Benchmark' for the Void to see its own reflection.

What if almost everything people call "smart" is wrong? What if intelligence is not wisdom? What if wisdom is not goodness? And what if the people who speak with the most confidence are usually the ones who understand the least? This is not a novel. This is a short, dark philosophical book about intelligence, certainty, overconfidence, truth, and the dangerous side of seeing life too clearly. Some truths do not free you. They ruin the simple version of life you used to survive inside. If you've ever questioned people, beliefs, confidence, "deep" internet culture, or the way humans throw around words like smart, wise, and genius without understanding them, this book is for you. This is not here to motivate you. It is here to make you think twice before calling anyone wise. Including yourself. Written by JJ

She spent her life fighting monsters no one else dared to see. When the world failed, Vedha built her own system-an underground network that hunted those who thrived on suffering. She predicted betrayal. She accepted the cost. And still-she died saving others. But death was not the end. Reborn in the age of the Mahabharata, she enters a world ruled not by logic-but by dharma. A world where men like Yudhishthira cannot escape righteousness... And beings like Krishna already know how it ends. War is inevitable. Choices are irreversible. Knowledge is not power-it is a burden .If you already know the ending... WOULD YOU STILL TRY TO change it?

In a universe dominated by extreme Philosophies and doctRines. Burner, a middle aged detective, who carries 3 years of guilt-Reunites with his pAst fiancé. Unknown to his motivEs, his fiancé, Asher, findS himself in a situation where an Unknown deity follows him interpLanetary. After a chat wIth quite a lot of tension, he finally acceptS helping him; however, none of them had idea what really were they confronting. Original story heavily inspired by elements of Cosmic Philosophy, Space Opera, etc. This is a saga under a long-term development, a series expected of 5 volumes. Please note that changes are expected between volumes and chapters, thanks. The following volumes are the following: VOLUME ONE - As Night Falls, The Veil Rises: Scheduled & Done. VOLUME TWO - Under Our Gaze, Everything Shapes: Under Writing & Refurbishing VOLUME THREE - Drafted and Planned VOLUME FOUR - TBD VOLUME FIVE - TBD --------------- Please note that I'm not native in the language, so you may find some grammar slips, apologies! Any support, feedback, or constructive criticism will be appreciated! I always love hearing other's opinions and emotions about my works, thanks!