Philosphy hikaye

ONGOING | Someone lurks in the depths of the school, someone powerful and well-known enough to hide its own identity. A man behind the slaughter, endless chaos, and one to serve a deeper purpose that no one could comprehend. As the school rumbled in chaos and left with hundreds of mysteries to unravel, will the section Luna who once been outcasted, insulted and mocked by other individuals, take on this problem and solve it all to save the whole school, or will death consume them instead?

History remembers tyrants. It forgets the men who tried to be kind. Eryndor was a kingdom built on faith. Cathedrals towered over starving streets. Priests spoke of destiny while children froze outside their gates. The people prayed for salvation. Prince Varyx watched. And stopped believing. His father, King Alaric, ruled with mercy. He forgave criminals. Trusted enemies. Believed every soul could be redeemed. The people loved him. But love didn't stop corruption. It didn't stop hunger. It didn't stop blood. Where Alaric saw goodness, Varyx saw exploitation. Where others saw faith, he saw control. So when the crown finally fell to him, Varyx chose something no king before him had dared to choose: Fear. Temples burned. Priests were executed. Forgiveness vanished from law. Crime met consequence - swift, public, absolute. It didn't matter who you were. Noble or beggar. Adult or child. If you destroyed a life, yours was forfeit. The kingdom called him monster. Yet for the first time in decades, the streets were safe. But order built on fear demands blood. Religious factions rebelled. Old loyalties shattered. Civil war tore Eryndor apart. Fifteen thousand died in the name of peace. And with every death, Varyx grew colder. Not cruel. Certain. Certain that humanity could not be trusted with freedom - only with consequences. Far beyond his borders, another ruler rose. Aurelion. An idealist who believed enemies could become friends. Who believed hope was stronger than violence. Who trusted people the way Varyx never could. Two kings. Two truths. Two opposite ways to save the world. Both right. Both wrong. Years later, fate strips them of everything - crowns, armies, power - and leaves them wandering a merciless wilderness together, starving. Because hunger doesn't care about morality. And when survival demands sacrifice, even truth begins to lie. In the end, only one question remains: What matters more - your humanity... or your survival?

A short story that tells the tale of the meeting of Agamoto.

IS BEING DIFFERENT MEANS THAT YOU'RE WRONG.WE WILL KNOW FROM THIS STORY

Life's been choking me out, same old crap, same head full of noise-me fighting me till I'm sick of it. This is that story-me saying screw it, running from Lucknow's bullshit to Shimla, to my brother, piecing together trains, autos, that toy train rattling up the hills like some half-assed lifeline. Earphones in, shutting out the madness, I'm ducking through India's chaos with a ticket crumpled in my hand and a chest full of dents. Then she walks in-eyes big and warm like they could swallow me whole, silver earrings flashing like little jabs, a Pahadi girl who turns a shitty platform into something I can't shake. What happens when our eyes lock, when my tongue trips over itself, when one dumb, wild move flips everything upside down? It's fast, it's messy, it's a gut punch-stick around for the kind of second that digs into you and stays, long after the train's outta sight.

What if we're all doing the right thing, guided by someone who tells us what is true and just, but one day we find a book and, out of fear, we start following the one who knows the book? Has Amodh's life changed, or has the village's fate and picture transformed, or is there still change yet to come? In the enigmatic village of Basantpur, an ancient book bound in worn leather and etched with cryptic symbols surfaces from the shadows of a crumbling mansion. Local legends claim it holds immense power, captivating the villagers' faith. Guided by the wise and rational storyteller, Amodh, the villagers have always followed the path of truth and justice. But when the mysterious book is discovered, fear grips the community, and they begin to blindly follow its every word.

[Non-Fiction] is a book of the Manifestation of a high entity, in certain periods, he will come to disturb, creeping into every existing narrative.

Wattpad is definitely NOT the place for this but, again, I'd like to put these things out there in more places than just my blog (where they also don't belong...) Journals publish me plsss!11!! I love posting academia on fanfic sites? Rewriting the narrative, idk.

A collection of poems accumulated over time from my journal and notes. 5 new poems every Wednesday 19:30 UK time.

A bittersweet short story with a shocking twist, filled with fugitive glimpses into profound philosophies while aiming to represent the expendability and simultaneously the importance of life. This book enables the reader to become part of the story themselves, provoking their imagination.

An attempt to understand my own self loathing through therapeutic and philosophical analysis

An elite of young men and women live the best of all possible lives between success, wealth, drugs and sex. They study at the prestigious academy far away from the civilitation, near deep woods full of darkness, a place that requires constant achievement and sacrifices. But one night, chaos explodes and blood starts to spill from everyone's hands. Warm, thick blood, red as a rose.

A one shot, open end story with three alternate endings. " A girl in her late twenties was sitting on the beachside when a stranger approached her, asking about her whereabouts... What will happen next?? " Hop in to find out more !! The story is entirely in English, just a dialogue in Hindi ( English translation given)

a book filled with chapters of poem, essay, and philosophical questions by a random 13 year old

A mixture of the observations of one who lives between worlds.

NOTE : New chapters will be added weekly so make sure to save this and do comment your views. "I had a dream. " Follow the journey of Pastle, as he explores the world of light and uncovers its secret, questioning his worldview, whether is he dreaming or is trapped in a limbo? Seek out a journey that explores the question of morality and existence in a way that is atmospheric and fantastical. A world full of mysteries and magic to uncover as Pastle goes head-on with himself and the world around him with his trusty little partner, a goat?

"I am the thing which You know the most and yet you Understand the least." a collection of poetry exploring philosophy. the painting is, "The Death of Socrates" by Jacques-Louis David.

Just a short Story answer some philosophical questions.

A prisoner reflects on his hopeless situation and the absurdity of life, pondering on philosophical ideas and questioning the concept of justice. He also notes the likelihood of his impending death. Not your average goofy ahh Wattpad story.

Part of the 'Children on the Knock' series.