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Kirryuin's Diary

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Parts 14
Time 34m

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26/12/2016-{Day of Creation}
This diary houses the thoughts of Kirryuin Eleison, and monitors the condition of their mind, body and soul. It was created when Kirryuin realized the futility of their existence in a way never witnessed before, and for the sole purpose of leaving behind a record of who they were in the mark of time, no matter how small. 
Basically, when I die, the essence that is me will live on in this little diary.All Rights Reserved

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A Slight Reminiscence by Cobalt2412

There's always a goal given to us by the one who's above us. This goal, is the goal in our Diary of Life..... Even you are alive or you are dead, this Diary of Life will be always be there, with a goal..... This goal can be a thing, a job, a position and even.... a person.

Dear Diary: Faded Home by Hirokatsu800

After losing all of his memories, a man wakes up in an unknown world where nothing makes sense. All the natural laws are broken, the objects have no physical logic. The only thing he has is his own mind and a diary to write everything he thinks of during his loneliness. Will he be able to achieve what he wants? To escape this new universe and go back home, to remember what happened and why he is lost, to finally find others like him in a world that isolated him? Or will he be trapped there forever with nothing more than a diary? "Dear Diary: Faded Home" is a psychological thriller that is meant to show a reality, but also an illusion of the real world. While the story is pure fiction and it is not based on real events, it can also happen in the real world even if we are not aware. But after all, reality can also be an illusion.

The Multiverse Tyrant by Lxzaruss

!! STORY COVER IS MINE, CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME EXCEPT Y/N !! (ps, heavily inspired by my other books, mainly Multiverse's Unwilling Protector.) (Book is currently in hiatus, will be back soon🫶🏻) - " New life emerges from the past, In every breath, the die is cast. Guided by echoes of lives once known, Hopes reborn where seeds were sown. Through time's embrace, I rise once more, My soul reborn on a distant shore. As shadows fade, I find my way, Reincarnation brings the day. Eternal cycles, never apart- ■¿■??1■■2211?¡? Nightmares end, but souls restart. " Reincarnation - the rebirth of a soul in a new body. #1 in nightmare sans 01/30/23 #1 in killer sans 01/30/23 #1 in dust sans 02/09/23 #1 in fell sans 08/22/24 #1 in action fantasy 08/22/24 #2 in undertale 08/25/24 #1 in omnipotence 09/02/24 #1 in lazar 09/02/24 #1 in inksans 02/02/25 (This is DreamTale if you're wondering. Another day, another book.)

A Currupted Starlight by ThatOneCringeGirl

'passive' nightmare sans, as people called him, was trapped inside his own soul as 'currupted' nightmare sans controlled his body, spreading negativity throughout the aus. over the hundreds of years, passive has lost himself. the insanity has gotten to him. little did he know currupted has a reason to keep him trapped. he just wants to keep him safe.. but once currupted gets caught by passive's brother, dream and the creator ink, something goes wrong and the two get separated. dreams works his soul off in order to get the sane brother he once knew back. attacking and scaring off 'currupted' nightmare. as currupted continues to be attacked un the aus he tries to run to, he meets someone that's willing to listen. will passive get back to normal? will currupted get killed trying to fight for his life in the endless aus? let's see...! but I should warn you.. not all stories have happy endings~ [ WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS SENSITIVE TOPICS THAT INCLUDE GORE. ALL ARTWORK IS CREDITTED TO THE ORIGINAL ARTISTS. ]

In the Beginning God by UCPoikareturns

Ever wonder who you were? Who God is? What the difference between the physical and spiritual realm is? I intend to explore it all. I know I won't be successful but I intend to try. Read and experience with me, or at least wish us well who embark on this journey into reality.

This life as Error Sans. by coolkidindahood

⪼A life where our beloved [Reader/REDACTED] died a very.. 'Fun' death. ⪼upon realizing their death, they'd realize that they reincarnated into error sans, a character they used to know as a kid. ⪼[REDACTED] Gained some friends that were on his side along the way, siding with the bad side of the AU's proudly. ⪼would [REDACTED] find out new things, new people, and keep up with their act? ⪼("SkReW yOu gOd!!1!".... huh?) ____________________________ ⚠︎{This story was made as a joke at first, the writing improves as time goes on. This story also contains swear words, No ships, And some grammar mistakes}⚠︎ ⪼(Cover made by me.) ____________________________ ⪼23/1/24 - #1 in Ink ⪼23/1/24 - #1 in Balance ⪼23/1/24 - #1 in Noships ⪼25/2/24 - #1 in Dreamsans ≫08/3/24 - #1 in Multiverse ⪼18/3/24 - #1 in Ausanses ≫29/3/24 - #1 in Inksans ≫30/3/24 - #1 in Undertale ≫03/4/24 - #1 in Reader ≫17/5/24 - #1 in Underverse ⪼24/6/24 - #1 in ErrorSans

It's Cold Upstairs | ✔ by SmokeAndOranges

Who are you, really, when your own memories may not serve you? When the 'you' of just a year ago is a stranger to you today? When your own psyche blurs the lines between complex and insane? Two people, three minds, and an unresolved mystery converge between the pages of a decade-old notebook. What happens next proves that identity and self are ephemeral concepts, and that murder does not always leave a body. ❖❖❖ Content Warning: This book contains dark themes and depictions of psychological distress that may be disturbing to some readers. Proceed at your own discretion.

Almost Murder by roussetzki

Can you explain every conscious move you made? Most, probably, but maybe not the most important, the ones that make you who you are, the decisions that define the person you've become. Visiting a tropical island where my narrator didn't want to go in the first place, he almost became responsible for the death of a man. A dear man. An intimate friend... almost.

Recollections of the dead by SleepyPersonHere

The only thing left of him was his diary. That stupid diary he had made him write. The thing felt pointless now. How was it meant to help him, if he wasn't even here anymore? Dream knew he only wrote in it to keep him happy. To make him worry less. It felt so important at the time. How could he not worry about him? How could he not worry when Dream would find him confused about where he was, saying the last thing he remembered being something that happened days ago? The diary was meant to help. Help him keep track of things. It was useless now. Just holding the thing made him feel bitter and disgusted. What was the point? What use was a diary to a dead person? [ONE SHOT] [COVER: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/778700591844095511/]

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❝𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨... 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬❞ ❝𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥❞ He was a 𝙜𝙤𝙙, and she... she was an emotionless wind-up doll. Why was he being forced to babysit because of her actions? It didn't make sense to him. And yet, there he was, watching her pour over ancient tomes and scrolls with an almost manic intensity. It was as if she was crafted from clockwork rather than cookie dough. She was a mortal who dared to meddle with forces beyond her comprehension, and now he was stuck watching over her like some glorified guardian. The thought made his divine blood simmer. However, there was something about her that intrigued him, though he'd never admit it. The way her crystalline eyes scanned each ancient page with such intensity as if trying to unravel the very fabric of existence itself. Perhaps that's what irritated him most - her unwavering dedication reminded him of himself, ages ago, before corruption had stripped away such divine fascinations. The god found himself wondering if her mechanical nature was truly a facade or if there was something more beneath that clockwork exterior. The way she meticulously documented every finding, every revelation, with such precise dedication - it was almost admirable, in an infuriating sort of way. But then again, admiration was a dangerous thing for a deity to feel towards a mortal, especially one who had already proven herself capable of disrupting the natural order. Perhaps... he could disrupt 𝙝𝙚𝙧 natural order. Wasn't deceit what he did best? Let the game begin ☆.' '. ☽¸.☆ ,☆.¸☽ .' '.☆ BEST RANKING: #2 in CookieRunKingdom in THREE days??? Tysm!! Bit of a disclaimer: doesn't exactly follow the plot of the game, the story might end up being more of an AU with loose canon plot points

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A Slight Reminiscence cover

Dear Diary: Faded Home cover

The Multiverse Tyrant cover

A Currupted Starlight cover

In the Beginning God cover

This life as Error Sans. cover

It's Cold Upstairs | ✔ cover

Almost Murder cover

Recollections of the dead cover

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A Slight Reminiscence

There's always a goal given to us by the one who's above us. This goal, is the goal in our Diary of Life..... Even you are alive or you are dead, this Diary of Life will be always be there, with a goal..... This goal can be a thing, a job, a position and even.... a person.