Psyhcological Stories

"What actually is genuine strength and equality?" I wondered about the answer. I thought, I never got equality myself. How I confined in that white room. How that man stole my freedom. How he treasured me as a tool and praised me as a perfect human being. Even if he emphasized me, I didn't get to know what it meant to be 'perfect'. These questions chased me, pulled me into the infinity of darkness in my chest. Before I came to Kudou Ikusei, I'd always been alone. Even when there were other people around me, I still relied on myself the most. It wasn't Horikita, it wasn't Hirata, and it wasn't even Kei. Only myself could bring my dreams had come true. That normal life, a precious experience, I would achieve it no matter what. As long as I could maintain this peaceful life. I would do anything for that. This solitude has been swallowed me till I couldn't see any light. Just darkness and emptiness. I hope I could find that light someday. The Cover is Created by: Weijiachen. His Reddit account is @weijiachen.

Young Ayota is just your average fourteen year old teenager. Until he is forced to consume the demon drug feng. He then under goes a major transformation. He develops minor telekinesis and clairvoyance. He tries out his powers and they grow. But are these powers mental toll worth it? In his delicate mental status he begins to realise that cruel impulses are budding inside him. He is changing in extremely brutal way that is slowly decaying his mind. And though he is disgusted by his depravity for the drug he can't stop taking it. He would surely die. But as long as he takes it he is slowly rotting away on the inside. He is entwined in the drug and with his delicate mental state dwindling he can't even tell if his actions are his own. Or just an after effect of the consumption of the drug.

How do you escape a nightmare? August 27th, 19:20. Two unfortunate traveling companions find themselves stranded on the side of the lonely, untraveled road. They come upon a small, idyllic town. Just beneath the woods, guarded by the creeks. Townspeople seem decent enough, so the pair decides to spend the night. As the night falls, the town's deeply guarded and horrifying secrets start to emerge. The horrors start of innocent enough, but quickly descend into a nightmare they desperately need to escape. But is it already too late? Emily ran along the small dirt road, gravel crunching under her feet. She saw an wooden sign, framed with bushes and small stones. It was depicting an cheerful, chubby little chef that was holding delicious looking pie on his hands. "All the chefs are here to serve you!" the sign boasted. Lonely rose was peacefully leaning on the rough wooden frame. Emily carried on. After a while, she saw something in the distance. Another sign. Identical to the one she left behind, same bushes and same stones. Same lonely rose leaning on the wood... But the sign was different. This time, it was not a cute illustration of a happy chef offering a pie. The chef's face was terribly distorted, stuck on an horrid scream that made Emily's insides churn. "But all the chefs are dead." the sign read casually. The reality was twisting into a nightmare again. She had to get out. She had to escape. If only she could find Austin...

What if the little things weren't so little after all? A psychologist tries to navigate her routine life-until subtle changes start to haunt her. A misplaced cup, a vanished shirt, a stranger's stare. Is someone watching her? Or is she losing her mind?