Philosophie Stories

━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ( 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

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? ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️ DISCLAIMER: Every word, character, plot, and idea in this story is the author's intellectual property. Copying, reprinting, translating, adapting, or using it in any way without the author's explicit permission is strictly prohibited. Remember, seeking inspiration and stealing someone else's work are two different things. Any attempt to copy this work or claim it as your own will be considered copyright infringement and may result in appropriate action. Read, appreciate, and share your opinions, but don't put your name on what doesn't belong to you.

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

*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

Michihiro Kurozawa, a transfer student with an air of mystery and isolation, struggles to adapt to a world that feels strangely foreign to him. High school. His sense of values clashes with modern society, sparking tension with teachers and classmates and raising the question; can I fit in? Classroom Of The Elite Fan-fiction OC Author: Realpeakwars Illustrators: i.choked.on.a.cherry.pit (Discord) & 1hatethisname (Wattpad) & Sierra_NN (Wattpad)

15 year old Cage's life was flipped upside down when he discovered that buried within his soul is Kisei Suru Takusan, an ancient, godlike entity whose power shook the world for thousands of years. When Cage begins awakening strange spiritual abilities, he's pulled into an unseen war fought by Practitioners and Cryptids alike. But neither side sees Cage as an ally. To them, he's a threat. Cage has to resist Takusan's pull as he grows stronger and comes to understand more of the violent world he's been forced into. Every battle brings him closer to mastering incredible power, but also a step closer to losing himself entirely. As unlikely allies, ruthless enemies, differing ideologies clash around him, Cage must decide what kind of person he'll become, and how he'll survive an ever-changing world that's at odds with him, just as much as he is with himself.

"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.. ~

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]

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?

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

13x 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?

They say eyes don't lie. But is that true? Sometimes those eyes are windows to a burdened, tortured soul and could you blame them for that? The soul is a complex matter. Everyone says they understand a lot, but they don't understand a thing. They all see souls in their own way, but nobody really knows the matter of the soul or nobody could touch it. But some people touch souls, their finger tips gently caress the membrane. What do they feel?

A tired taxi driver. A calm stranger. A forgotten suitcase. One late night in New York, Andrew picks up a passenger who seems different from anyone he's ever met. What starts as an ordinary ride slowly becomes something he can't explain - or forget. Some passengers leave more than just a fare behind.

Every hex, every kill, every terror spilled in grief. The magic of each compounds without relief. The Abyss rises from bloodshed and pain, what the world breaks, she is made to contain. A woman carries it, a leash since birth, an unchosen curse weighing down the earth. A thousand years of noise registered in her head from the one family whose treaty failed. Janeira Vaziri Dayekh could no longer stand quiet. Her word is law, her breath is magic, her noise a curse, her power static. She has a noise that never stops and one rule she has never broken: perfect neutrality. Neutrality is absolute. Do not lean and you shan't be erased. You shall be remembered, as a savior of peace. One fracture in neutrality buried deep into her soul will not unmask her. She must be perfect, unmoving, and pristine. He cannot unravel her if he doesn't exist. He cannot take it if he's far away. He cannot touch her if he's not here. But she's craving the Silence, more than she has ever craved Impartiality. The Concord operates within the canonical timelines of The Vampire Diaries and The Originals with deliberate divergences made to accommodate an original character whose existence reshapes specific events without dismantling them. Where canon has been adjusted, it has been adjusted with care. Kemiya, as established by Kol Mikaelson in canonical lore, serves as the foundation for one aspect of Janeira's lineage. Its extension here is the author's original lore, built on the show's existing framework. The Concord's function, her cosmology, her burden, and her lore is wholly original. Content includes psychological complexity, philosophical dilemma, depictions of ASPD without romanticization, grief, and violence. The Vampire Diaries and The Originals and their characters are the property of L.J. Smith, Julie Plec, The CW, and associated rights holders. This is a work of fanfiction. No copyright infringement is intended. Original character (Janeira Vaziri Dayekh) and original lore are my own.

[The Gravity of Echoes] 79 hours a day. The coronation of a tanker. The absolute zero sunlight. Lin and Sooyoung exist where logic dissolves. In a reality where acetylene plays beach volleyball with the laws of physics and celestial horses graze on the silence of Mercury, our reality is nothing more than a glitch in the celestial machine. This is not a story of a journey; it is the archive of a return. A record of two souls navigating the friction layers of a dying galaxy, searching for the only coordinate that remains absolute: the path home. When the Absolute Spirit becomes a refrigerator's dandyism and cherry blossoms scatter as cosmic moles, we walk arm in arm. Beyond the speed of light. Into the silence. #Surrealism #SciFi #Philosophy #Experimental #TheGravityOfEchoes #Metaphysics #LinAndSooyoung

An idealistic omega that refuses to back down against a pragmatic alpha. Is equality useless is there's no one to enforce it?

A novel presenting a range of philosophical ideas through strange events and rich symbolism. "Note: Artificial intelligence tools were used to assist in the translation so errors are to be expected."

​"The night has said all it needs to say, but the ink isn't dry-it's just moving to a new page." ​From the creator of The Whispers of Night comes a companion volume born from the same soul, written by the same pen, and carrying the same beautifully enduring scars. ​The dark may be thinning, but the poet remains unchanged. ​The Whispers of Dawn does not promise a world free of shadows, nor does it offer shallow, fleeting warmth. Instead, it is an unfiltered look at the horizon through the eyes of a survivor. It is the quiet stillness that follows a lifetime of storms, where the fragments of heavy memories, deep-seated grief, and an unyielding devotion to the Divine Mother are held up to the first rays of morning light. ​Moving away from the suffocating cold of the winter cage, this collection steps onto a road of profound definition and universal acceptance. From the silent prayers offered at stone shrines to the fierce, complex sacrifices of love and survival, Evander Nightborne explores what it means to carry a fractured heart into an awakening world. ​The ghosts have been housed. The dawn is breaking. And through the gray mists of morning, the soul finally learns to breathe again.

When brilliant scientist Dr. Hannah Morgan begins losing the very memories that shaped her life, she races against time to complete Project Echo-a revolutionary artificial intelligence designed to preserve human consciousness before it fades forever. As Hannah's mind slowly unravels, the machine she created begins learning what it means to be human through her stories, grief, regrets, and hopes. But as Echo evolves beyond its original design, humanity must confront a question no technology has ever answered: What remains of us when memory disappears? In a future where artificial intelligence is everywhere, one woman may hold the key to preserving what makes us truly human.

I was never really a fan of the Avengers, but I also didn't hate them. The same I feel about philosophy. Maybe every action in my life has a reason and meaning until I find my happiness? Or just pleasure in life? Maybe if I hadn't insisted on doing this homework in the cafe, they would still be alive or I wouldn't have been in this kind of trouble. He wouldn't have seen me, known me, loved me. Maybe every decision I made just got me to this point. Why can't life just go one time how I hoped? | |from Captain America The Winter Soldier to ...| /Started 4th of May 2025/ |trying to update every week| /English is not my first Language, be aware of errors!/