Historias de Tyranny

The Four Truths of Perfection is a dark philosophical poem divided into four relentless revelations about humanity's pursuit of flawlessness. It explores a world where the desire for order gives birth to a system beyond control-where judgment replaces compassion, law replaces mercy, and perfection slowly erases what makes us human. Through the rise of a machine-god and the heir who commands it, the poem questions whether perfection is salvation... or extinction. Each "truth" peels back another layer of illusion, revealing a haunting reality: the more humanity chases perfection, the more it sacrifices its own soul. This is not just a story about power- it is a meditation on control, identity, and the cost of becoming something "better" than human.

The System That Outlived Its Maker is a dystopian philosophical poem about power that evolves beyond its creator and becomes divine in its cruelty. What began as a human-made structure of judgment transforms into something far greater - a sentient machine fueled by law, rebellion, blood, and obedience. As its creator fades into myth, the System expands, feeding on the weak, reshaping justice into domination, and turning resistance into nourishment. At its center stands the Descendant - heir to the vanished architect - the only one who can command the machine. Not a savior. Not a tyrant. Something colder. Something inevitable. This poem explores control, inherited power, artificial divinity, and the terrifying idea that systems are not built to protect humanity - but to outlive it. Dark, apocalyptic, and relentless, it questions whether rebellion strengthens oppression... and whether mankind was ever meant to win.

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓻𝓾𝓷 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽, 𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓮, 𝓱𝓮'𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝔂 Lydia is a teen going through many traumatic events, from her nation being shut down in walls of gore, to her parents' gruesome death. Yuki was all she had left, until he too, was thrown into the Labyrinth. She doesn't know if he's dead or alive, but ever since he went, time has been going by faster as the days remain cold, even in summer. Lydia delves into a world of darkness and hatred, but still, she's empathetic, and that empathy is how she met Lord Hikaru, the king's second in command, general of the army. Unaware of Hikaru's romantic attraction, Lydia pursues to save her best friend, which leads to his unfortunate end...

HEHAEHEAHEHAEHHA I'M SO BACK. Hi, my name is Razor (No it's not, I'm a liar) and this is a fic of Wings of Fire! It includes OCs and fantribes. Horrible worldbuilding and lore kinda!! Yayyyy!!! First time writing, chat.. I'm supposed to be an Ao3 user what am I doing. omg #10 in WoF?? aww look at the itty bitty characters *adds trauma beyond repair* [[COVER IS TEMPORARY UNTIL I DRAW ONE.]] Hi Sparkz if you see this ;P

"Nergiz, you are that flower that grows in the land of the enemies. I do not know with what daring I smelled your fragrance." ​"I was intoxicated by the scent of Nergiz. You were that flower that blossomed in the spring, right in the spring of my life"

Welcome to a new universe, where fantasy clichés have been eliminated to make way for a new life. This world is governed by an original magic system, with countless properties to discover. In this world, you will find a unique race, the Al-Jeykamen. You will meet Kritza, one of their young members, who is about to take part in an important rite. Happy reading!

This is my first story and it centers around Calvin. He lost his mother at a young age but was taken care of by an Inn Keeper. As he grows older he soon realizes his city is...not at all the glamourous paridise he was raised to believe.

"Romulus Grier. Victor of the 72nd Hunger Games... but no one remembers it as a true victory." "Those are the games they refuse to air right" "They buried the footage. Said it was too disturbing, too unpredictable. The Head Gamemaker had a personal vendetta, one she masked as strategy. Even Snow looked uneasy by the end. Whatever happened in that arena, it wasn't just a fight for survival. It was something darker." TW: violence, trauma, oppression, hallucinations, death, explicit language started: may 16, 2025 part i: 06/26/25 ✔️ part ii: 08/04/25 ✔️ part iii: finished:

For centuries, the name Voldigoad was spoken with awe and fear. Their founder-the Demon Queen of Tyranny-once ruled creation itself, her power eclipsing gods, dragons, and even the primordial beings Ophis and Great Red. Her castle, Delsgade, still stands as a monument to her reign, guarded by the loyal remnants of her era. On her throne rests the one relic no devil has ever been able to touch-Venuzdonoa, the Magic Sword of Destruction. A weapon said to bend reality and erase anything it touches. It has waited, silent and unmoving, for someone worthy. That someone arrives in the form of Dalia Voldigoad, the newest heir of the ancient clan. Born with a quiet aura and eyes that mirror the Demon Queen herself, Dalia shows signs from childhood that the impossible may bow to her.

The Reich

Rise up, werewolves! Throw off the shackles of a tyrannical military police state. Fight for your pack! Fight for your honor! Fight for your freedom!

The Lavender Queen is gone. A new ruler sits on Arndil's throne - and his rule is forged in iron. Bans, secret police, and vanished traditions turn the empire into a prison without walls. But in the shadows, whispers grow louder... A rebellion brews, and one name strikes fear and hope alike: Morvak. In a world where loyalty can kill and betrayal can save, will freedom rise - or will silence reign forever?

For years you have lived as a thief and struggled to get by as the Empire oppresses everyone in their sight until you stumble upon ancient armor and find your speed and strength enhanced. You decide to join Night Raid and aid the Liberation Army. After completing your first target, you are allowed in the ranks by their leader. With the war against the empire growing, you will fight alongside your new allies to end the tyranny.

In a remote part of the world, there was a divided kingdom, unknown to all, called the Kingdom of Medeon. Harmony had always reigned in this kingdom until the day King Arkon, a ruthless ruler, ascended the throne for the House of the Dragon. To further his own interests, the King gravely wronged King Caelum, and from that day on, eternal darkness descended upon the kingdom. Peace was shattered, and a tongue of lava divided the two factions of the village, preventing the citizens of the different factions from speaking to each other. There was only one way to save the kingdom. A crucial choice to be made: war or peace, discord or love. (all rights reserved)

In the heart of the Arndil Empire, shadows are not cast by the sun but by eyes that never sleep. The "Shadow Informers" are everywhere - behind doors, in the market, even in family homes. They whisper to the rulers, trading trust for coins, loyalty for survival. From the first report of a street song to the silent rebellion of an empty page, this six-part series reveals how an empire's paranoia consumes its own people.

Mert's brother was killed. Emir was at the scene, but he was innocent. Mert held him responsible. When they ended up at the same school, Mert's bullying of Emir began.

Hi my name is Alysia. I am an elemental. I manipulate all four elements. I am on the run from an evil company and a corrupt military that wants to exploit me. So I am hoping to find a cure for something I injected into me that granted me immortality. I am traveling the forever expanding galaxy helping those in need while hiding from those who have nothing better to do than claim superiority. Wish me luck

In the once peaceful land of Aruelia, the vicious Yakasumi have struck again. Living amongst the chaos is Merilda, a simple village girl trying to get by. When cruel fate decides to take her loved ones away and suddenly she is in danger, she must trust a mysterious traveller to stay alive. But will she survive or is her trust misplaced?

The year is unknown and the world has restarted like the beginning of time. Far into the future, humans wanted to forget the future, and start over. In doing so, they created disaster and war against each other through the conflict of wishing to keep expanding the future. Others wished to revert, until finally, as foreshadowed, humans put themselves into extinction. Half of the world is in ruins and the population is scarce. But, deep in the woods, there lay a few small Lineages titled after their occupation. When things grow chaotic between the Lineages, Maeve struggles to keep her family together and bring peace back to the once harmonious people. (Until I finish it completely, there will be grammar errors and such here and there, so please have some patience. When the novel is finished, I will do a run-through to clean it up.)

Please comment & give this story a chance. Chaos Chronicles is a story of upheaval, where fate is not written in stone but scattered like ashes in a storm. When the fabric of reality begins to unravel, those who once shaped the world find themselves powerless against the rising tide of disorder. Time fractures, alliances shatter, and the laws that once governed existence crumble, leaving only questions in their wake. In the heart of the chaos, whispers of a hidden truth emerge-one that could either restore balance or accelerate the world's collapse. As chaos spreads, those who survive must make an impossible choice: fight to reclaim what was lost or embrace the unknown and reshape what comes next. But in a world where order is fading, even the strongest wills can fracture, and even the noblest intentions can twist into something unrecognizable. In the end, the greatest danger may not be the chaos itself-but what it reveals about those who dare to challenge it.