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Orchestrum; CrepuscularCurrent [8]
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Última publicación vie, jul 24, 2026
Escapism into an outer force, but still remaining brainwashed. What's the point? it's better than the inner force, right?
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Maybe
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𝘉𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘛𝘰 𝘙𝘶𝘴𝘵
Castle Rock. A formidable laboratory housing monsters, unwilling subjects and other supernatural entities stationed deep beneath the ice of a tundra in an unknown region of a fragmented world. The place of nightmares that very few know of, the place of cruel and inhumane tests conducted on the innocent. Castle Rock at [DATA EXPUNGED], has experienced a site-wide destabilization due to the intense polar storm that currently is decimating the tundra. These storms are known to be dangerous for a plethora of reasons throughout the world. The Facility and all of it's holding cells & security stations deactivated and disabled due to the storm. Releasing everything without supervision. Hence, this phenomenon being called "Destabilization". Now, Monsters and deviants alike set free to roam. Some take matters into their own hands to escape. (Y/N) is a subject within the bowels of the facility, among the few who have the will to survive. Though, with little knowledge of their own past and current situation, (Y/N) finds some friends along the way. All hoping to find an escape. This story is a little gay, just a little. Hope you enjoy reading, give me any and all feedback The story will randomly transition between reader POV and (Y/N) POV at times. It's subtle, so pay attention. [Sometimes scenes will say "We did (something) and other times [You did (something). It's all the same. Just different POVs Melee killing is violent and gory on purpose. None of the art shown belongs to me. Inspired from various video games. Melee Combat directly based on Decaying Winter Slightly inspired by Rogue Lineage. Gender-neutral reader.Concluida
Edenic Decay
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[Nine Lives of Deity] an unpublished novel, rejected by many publishing companies I've been, I give up and also labeled it as the worst novel I wrote. I died before I could rewrite the novel and regretted it on my last breath. however, when I opened my eyes, I found myself inside a different body, with a new name, inside a new world There I discovered I was inside the 'worst novel' and met 'Zyren' who is the main character of the story. The world I am standing in right now showed me many things that I have never experienced in my life on earth. So, I, Sonata decided to rewrite the novel with my own life. making the worst to greatest story I have written. Would I succeed? or would I discover something more to this world. Who Knows.Concluida
Fading Shadows
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Two Scenes & A Lifetime Contract
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Rymyny
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Red Strings
"I don't want to love you anymore" It's true. I'm tired of loving him. But I was held by an invisible chain, binding me into this inescapable world. I tried to leave and ended up killing myself. By the time I lost my breath, I will breathe another one. A new life again, and again and again. Like a broken stereo that's been repeating the same old song. I wanted to die peacefully this time. And I don't wanna love him anymore. *** It's a new reincarnation story and is also inspired towards the drama "Extraordinarily you" which I extremely love. Anyways, I really hope that you would like it all. All names, places and events are fiction and forgive me for my lack of English skills. I'm not fluent in that language and I hope you can understand, thank you. Please enjoy reading!Concluida
Machine
He's like a machine. He hates to be touched. He hates anything to be non-sanitized. He can't stand human emotion. He fakes a personality, just to seem okay. He hates technology, but is nothing without it. He's a professor to the class, but supposed to be a student. He teaches the same thing everyday, but was meant to be there only to learn. And then he loses control, unable to be a machine any longer, he begins to realize worshiping technology is nothing but a curse. He holds the life of an introvert, the life of a mad man, and he admits to it. All of it. ~~ "You're useless. Nothing but a controlled soul in a shell of a body." "Then just label me a machine, there is nothing more insane than that."Concluida
(Cancelled) Polaris Garden
Original release: 2020 Two paths stretch before Jora as he awakens in the hospital without memory nor any known records: on one, a doctor wishes to help him recover his memory; on the other, a scientist wishes to do the same. However, on their quest for the truth, not everybody has his well-being in mind as they discover the reality of his situation puts their own goals in danger. A combination of Science Fiction and Fantasy that embraces the bizarre, and is wrapped in mystery with some aspects of horror. 2020 Author's Notes are available in the comments. I highly recommend reading the chapters first! 2024 Author's Note: This story has been cancelled, and is due to be rewritten. Many aspects may likely change in the future, though. I originally took down this story because I disliked the universe I'd set up as well as the execution of the story itself, and intended on doing a reimagining. That second take came and went, burning myself out over struggles to pace it well thanks to its highly unusual and experimental structure. This story was also taken down to prevent some of the events that occurred later in it from spoiling the latter parts of "Redwater Riot." That said, I feel like it would be a good idea to rerelease this story as a sort of museum work, a way to look at what my writing was back then and how it has changed over time. I don't intend on finishing "Polaris Garden," though I do intend on a rewrite in a later "Imperial Reach: Awakening." Something much closer to what this was than what I'd done before. I hope you will all join me in this journey as my writing grows and changes over time. Thank you. 2025 Author's Note: Imperial Reach: Awakening coming Q3 2025.Concluida
(Final Version) LN x MHA Crossover: Nightmarish Heroism (Read Description)
Time slipped on, twisted, and distorted within the Signal Tower.<br /> A decade has passed since their paths last crossed - since betrayal severed their bond and locked them in separate nightmares. Now, by chance or design, they meet again. In a world that demands heroes, they carry wounds too deep to show. Old rage stirs, memories flood in, and the ghosts of the past refuse to stay buried. All that's left is the rhythm they once knew: adapt, improvise, survive. (Author Note) This is it. The final version of my proud yet far from perfect Crossover after 3 years. Version 1 was a messy bunch of random ideas written by a teenager.<br /> Version 2 was just a rewriting without much improvement in anything (Story, Pacing) but better grammar. Version 3 was when I improved my story writing (world-building, characters, Key events, etc. ) but my story-telling was abysmal, and I didn't think much of pacing, linking, and understanding how to write properly. This version - I will write what the V3 couldn't, and will be the last rewriting of this series. Thanks for reading, and wish you a great time reading this.
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RAIN - Book I.
The power of love & hate.Concluida
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