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  • Humans Remain Wicked by noirsilkx
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    Three 'universes'. Three 'heroes'. It's a battle of those deemed degenerates and non-degenerates over a spectrum of desperation, inevitability, righteousness, and ugly revelations. Text printed over gradient art. Proper summary not yet available, however, the prologue does give a better understanding of what the preset is, as well as a general foundation for what you'll be getting yourself into :D
  • Citizen Six by cinetopaz
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    In a dystopian New York future, writer Frederic Redfern breaks the story of Jeffrey Morwitz, a billionaire philanthropist with an unknown past. Redfern's investigation circumvents the globe, jet-setting between estates of mind-boggling grandeur and unimaginable secrets. Citizen Six is a bold and character-driven psychological thriller, a page-turner of witty humor and nostalgic science fiction. Redfern's prose is poetic and precise, citing stylistic influence of icons David Foster Wallace and Somerset Maugham.
  • How Not To Be Sad by HunnyVerma008
    HunnyVerma008
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    I still remember the day I learned how to be lonely. This was never meant to be a guide on how not to be sad-I'm terrible at that. Most days, I just stare out of my dorm window, watching the rain blur everything, especially the girl I left behind. In this boarding school, I make friends with ghosts and old secrets. The laughs and whispered stories at night all carry the same echo: my heart's not here. It's still stuck in the goodbye I never said. She's the girl I wrote poems for in the margins. Now she lives only in the quiet regret I can't shake. Friendship here feels like two broken boats tied together, trying not to sink. I smile in crowded rooms while something inside me slips through the cracks. Maybe growing up is just learning how to hide sadness better. I keep looking for meaning in the mess, staying up at 3 AM like the answers might come in the dark. I try to write myself a happy ending, but the truth is-I don't know how. She's the one who taught me how to cry.