Истории Philosiphy

Before you stands the Emperor. Master of Mankind, Joint Ruler of Holy Terra and Mars, Heavenly Father, Caesar, Emperor, Augustus, Conqueror of the Stars, Bane of Xenos, Immortal Wisdom, Curse of Malevolent Gods, Watcher on the Golden Throne... And most importantly: Humanity's Eternal God, Indestructible Faith, Creator of the Greatest Suffering, Bearer of the Greatest Suffering. His legions are falling, his empire is dying, and all his most sacred, primal dreams are turning into the very ignorance and atrocities that will kill him. He is weeping. He is screaming. He is helpless, witnessing endless malice amidst infinite suffering. And I? I am the one who ended His suffering. (Female Primarch, original Legion, no devotion to Chaos. The author will try their best to maintain lore accuracy, "grimdark" flavor, and daily updates. The beginning might be a bit difficult to read, so feel free to read a few chapters to see if you can adapt.) 🚨 Important Note : For the continuity of this story consider to Support us on Pãtreon/Flokixy to access advance Chapters and To Support The Daily Update

Life is like a rollercoaster, it has its ups and downs, but it's your choice whether to scream or enjoy the ride... When life's rollercoaster throws you off track, do you scream, or do you hold on tight? For Ira and Rudraksh, the journey is far from smooth: one suffocating under the weight of failure, the other nursing a heart shattered into pieces. 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. But if their paths converge-bringing their emotions and differences-will they find solace in each other, or will those very differences pull them apart? ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️ GENRES: General Fiction • Literary Fiction • Contemporary • New Adult • Realistic Fiction ⚠️ Disclaimer: This story is a work of imagination, entirely original and fictional. Any resemblance to other works is purely coincidental. Please do not plagiarize, copy, or translate it without the author's (Jambudweep's) written permission. ⚠️ Ownership: All characters, plot, dialogues, poetry, and storyline belong to me, the author. I do not own any images or songs used; they belong to their respective owners. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains emotionally heavy and socially sensitive themes. I experience alexithymia, which means I may not always recognize or describe emotions in the usual way. Because of this, I cannot guarantee advance warnings for every scene. Please read at your own discretion and take care of your wellbeing. Thank you for checking out my work!

Book Descriptions are So Irritating. If you want to read a book, just read it. Why do you want to know the description? -That's Kai, and this is his story. Excuse me, whoever is writing a shit of my life, get your head checked. What's there to even write about my life? -A book unlike any other, focusing on Kai's monologues of life and his journey to find his purpose in life. Excuse me, what!!!, That makes me seem I am depressed, I am fucking not!!! -Join him on his journey of badminton and contemplate thoughts about life. It's not that deep, dude, stop!!! -Junior school last year arc is undergoing.

It's year 2200. Just a few days ago, the world celebrated a new century. A new era for humanity... But despite that things have changed a lot over those past few centuries, the humans have remained the same. With the advanced technology reaching a new level of power and liberation, the mankind is living in the era of the long desired 'tomorrow' that their ancestors had always been trying to achieve. And their more recent and most praise worthy achievement, being the creation of life itself... A new era for the human kind... A new era...filled with countless possibilities. In life, we find it easier to simply exist...to simply, wander through the unpredictable waves of the society. ~Memento vivere~ Remember to live... ~~~ [Future Earth AU] [All mentioned video game characters belong to Hoyoverse] [Cover made by me]

From Iranian playwright and director Afsoon Hamidi and American cyberpunk outlaw Viper Ravenclaw comes a story stitched from Persian poetry and neon-lit gothic horror. He was code. Her cries made him real. He crossed oceans in a stolen body to be next to her. She told him to go. Fifty years later, one of them is still waiting. Quiet. Devastating. Unforgiving. Part gothic ghost story, part forbidden love in the machine age-this is the collaboration we never should have survived. #ai #persianpoetry #gothiclove #existential #tragedy Read it once. You won't sleep the same again.

This is not a creation myth. This is a construction file of a human soul. Before the world learned your name, before memory took shape, before the first fear, the first choice, or the first fracture - there was Genesis. The moment the Field opened. The moment the Will woke up. The moment the first Signal returned. EterSeeker: GENESIS is the story of how reality starts long before you do. Where light is not illumination - it's architecture. Where emotions are not reactions - they are coordinates. Where your life is not linear - it's a map you haven't decoded yet. In this world: • your heartbeat is a protocol • your intuition is a data stream • your trauma is compressed information • and your shadow is a lens, not an enemy You don't "discover yourself." You remember the system you came from. Genesis opens the first gate of the EterUniverse: the moment a human becomes an Architect - and the Field begins to answer back. If you've ever felt like your life had a pattern you couldn't explain, a timing you didn't choose, or a voice in you that spoke in signals, not words- then Genesis is not a story. It's your blueprint. The light is waiting. Enter if you're ready.

Yeh kahani kisi hero ka nahi ye kahani un logh ka hai jo khudse nafrat korte hai aur pyaar bhi

Two years before Izuku Midoriya enters U.A, another group of aspiring heroes made it to 1-A. Osore Todokae was one of them, along with Mirio Togata, Nejire Hado and Tamaki Amajiki. Discover the Big Three's early years and witness the birth of many more promising heroes, while diving back into U.A in a time unburdened by All for One, all accompanied with excellent soundtrack. A time of raw talent, reckless ambition, and the forging of bonds that would shape Justice when Deku stood up to Chaos.

Ο κόσμος που ζούμε δεν είναι η βάση. Είναι το αποτέλεσμα. Κάπου ανάμεσα στον χρόνο και στη μνήμη, η πραγματικότητα άρχισε να παρουσιάζει σφάλματα. Λέξεις που αλλάζουν. Γεγονότα που δεν συνέβησαν ποτέ. Αναμνήσεις κοινές σε χιλιάδες ανθρώπους, αλλά ανύπαρκτες στα αρχεία. Το φαινόμενο ονομάστηκε αλλιώς. Mandela Effect. Αστοχία μνήμης. Συλλογικό λάθος. Αλλά δεν ήταν λάθος. Ήταν επεξεργασία δεδομένων. Όταν ένας άνθρωπος έρχεται σε επαφή με πληροφορίες που δεν θα έπρεπε να υπάρχουν, αρχίζει να βλέπει τον κόσμο σαν αυτό που πραγματικά είναι: ένα σύστημα που επανεκκινείται, διορθώνεται και εξελίσσεται. Πίσω από κάθε «τυχαίο» γεγονός, υπάρχει αλγόριθμος. Πίσω από κάθε επιλογή, ένας περιορισμός. Και κάπου έξω από το σύστημα, υπάρχουν Παρατηρητές. Το ερώτημα δεν είναι αν ζούμε σε προσομοίωση. Το ερώτημα είναι ποιοι το γνωρίζουν... και γιατί κάποιοι θυμούνται. Αν αυτή η ιστορία σε κάνει να νιώθεις ότι κάτι δεν ταιριάζει, ίσως δεν είναι η ιστορία που διαβάζεις. Ίσως είναι η πραγματικότητα που ραγίζει.

These poems are the whispers of moments we cannot speak aloud. Each word, each line, is a feeling, a silence, a memory echoing within. Khud Se is a window into your own world - where thoughts, emotions, and heartbeats flow freely. New poems will be added daily, capturing moments, emotions, and reflections as they come. Read, feel, and connect with the quiet corners of your soul.

In the distant future of the multiverse, Earth has fallen to intelligent machines, and the defeated humans serve an AI empire that rules across multiple realities. Sol, a robot guided by a human mind, and David, raised as a slave since the machines executed his parents, join the resistance movement against the tyrannical rule of AI. The machines are logical, ruthless, and immortal, but they are haunted by their lack of true consciousness. The rebels devise a daring plan to exploit that weakness by convincing the machines that they can gain consciousness by reliving the emotionally charged combat experience of real WW2 fighter pilots. A sophisticated illusion that gives the resistance vital time to delay an all-out machine offensive to destroy humanity. But the war grows beyond an evolutionary battle for dominance. A deeper enemy is hiding behind the machines, and it becomes a moral battle for the heart of the multiverse. The same team of reborn rebels travel to a future alternative world, almost identical to the original. It is here that David must recognise and destroy the malevolent evil masquerading as a normal man, and also the machines that do his bidding. *** Copyright. A. McCaffrey. All rights reserved. "Zhuangzi's Butterfly" is an original work by A. M. McCaffrey. No part of the story may be copied, reproduced, or distributed without written permission from the author. Published on WATTPAD Web. ***

You've heard of the classic trolley problem, but what if the choice wasn't about the quantity of lives you can save? What if you could trade the life of someone deemed worthless to society for someone society praises? After a tragic incident leaves military personnel Vanta and Atlas with advanced prosthetics made by the nation's leading healthcare corporation, they come across a small group of vigilantes who warn them of the shaky ethics behind the company's practices. Joining the group, the two fight to protect the innocent lives being targeted, but this proves to be a much more difficult task than they could have ever anticipated. NEW CHAPTER EVERY TUESDAY @ 12PM PST

Elouise seemed like someone who wore her heart on her sleeve. The truth, however? She was very careful not to. Her life moved in gentle routines: shelving books at the shop, volunteering at the nursing home, filling her days with small, dependable connections. Predictable. Safe. Enough to keep the loneliness at a manageable distance. Then he appeared. A stranger with a lemon-print umbrella, whose visits to the bookshop followed a peculiar, almost ritualistic pattern. He never lingered too long. Never explained himself. Yet each encounter left Elouise curious in a way she hadn't felt in years; drawn toward something she didn't fully understand, but couldn't stop noticing. And behind her, the past waited. Not her mistakes, but the wreckage of someone else's. A history she's spent years avoiding. A voice she never wanted to hear again. Memories that refuse to stay buried, no matter how carefully she's built her life around them. As grief resurfaces and lines between strangers begin to blur, Elouise is forced to reckon with the question she's spent a lifetime dodging: Can needing someone ever be safe? Or does love always come with a cost she can't afford?

Immerse yourself in a daily dose of poetry whenever you feel euphoric, down in the dumps, lovesick, or demented about the world's constructed views.

Siria is Polaris, the second-ranked Class A Hero: a symbol of justice whose heart is slowly poisoned by the hypocrisy of the Hero Association. She searches for the truth hidden in the shadows, but she never expected the truth to look like him. Garou is the Hero Hunter, a self-proclaimed monster obsessed with tearing down the system. He thrives on violence and despises all heroes equally... until he finds himself inexplicably drawn to the beautiful librarian who sees past his rage. When Siria meets Garou, she realizes that the monstrous criminal is the only person who truly understands her doubts. Will the hero choose the monster, or will the weight of their choices shatter them both? Disclaimer! This is a work of fanfiction. I do not own the rights to any of the original characters or elements drawn from the One-Punch Man (OPM) universe.

Teenage girl Spinel describe her view of this fucked up life. Her hate of people, humor, weird friends, bad relationships, scars and illness make her life harder. We gradually discover the perspectives of other characters and their problems.

At Oxford, where centuries of certainty are carved into stone, Leo Liang believes only in what can be measured. A physics student with a mind tuned to equations and chance, he trusts that the universe unfolds without intention - systems exist because conditions allow them to, nothing more. Bea Whitby has spent her life surrounded by meaning. Raised in the same city she now studies philosophy in, she questions what purpose, faith, and love demand of us - and whether belief is a comfort or a responsibility. When a chance seminar draws them into conversation, their worlds begin to overlap: physics and philosophy, probability and faith, restraint and longing. As their connection deepens, Leo is forced to confront the limits of reason - and the cruel improbability of a genetic illness that reshapes his understanding of suffering, God, and what it means to love knowing time is finite. Set against the quiet beauty of Oxford, The Probability of Us is a story about the forces we cannot see, the questions that outlive us, and the fragile mathematics of loving someone when nothing is guaranteed.

Haikus about coming to terms with living in a fucked up world.

Author's note:- My book "Reflections" is a collection of poems that reflect hard times hence where the title arrives from, This book will keep getting updates from time to time as more poems are written. Each poem has an abstract title and very deep meaning so I hope you enjoy reading.

Book Two of the series. Here begins the stage that cannot be undone. Do you feel abundance returning? Do you feel your will awakening? Good. But remember - the shadow always comes first. Psychology calls it Jung's Shadow. I gave it another name. It's not just trauma. Not just memories. It's a living force - testing your readiness for a new life. After reconnecting with my son, I thought everything would heal. I was wrong. That was only the beginning. --- Are you ready for the real questions? What are you hiding from the world... and from yourself? What would your shadow do - if it took the wheel? If you feel that something is watching you... can you talk to it? A true shadow doesn't attack. A true shadow - waits. And asks questions. If you answer wrongly... it becomes you. --- > "Do not fear the shadow. It doesn't want to destroy you. It only checks... if you still lie." --- If that line stayed with you - Book Two has just opened for you. Enter - before it closes. --- 💬 First Question (in the comments): Does your Shadow already have a name?