Singularity Stories

පාපොච්ඡාරණය කරලම මට වෙහෙසයි.. ආත්ම කථනයක් කරන්න හිතුවෙ ඒකයි මම.. ඒත් අන්තිමට, ඒකත් පාපොච්ඡාරණයක්.. ස්මෙරාල්ඩෝ මලක පාපොච්ඡාරණය..! || The Truth Untold ||

Before the stars, before the galaxies, there was only the Singularity. One pulse changed everything. Follow a journey into the heart of the Big Bang, where the laws of physics are the only key to survival.

"There are things you don't realize you're memorizing until they're gone. The trick, it turned out, was to go get them back - and then, having gotten them, to simply stay." A Fate/Grand Order Fanfiction | Merlin x Reader You are his Master. He is your Magus of Flowers... And somewhere between his riddles and your stubbornness, something neither of you planned began to take root...~♡ This story is not focused on battles, but on what happens between them. About the quiet the stages of loving a complicated someone... 𓆩𓆩♥𓆪𓆪 ✦ Slow burn | Character study | Feelings that sneak up on you ✧ Disclaimer ✧ I do not own Merlin, the Fate/ universe, or any of its characters or lore. All of that belongs to their original creators. The only thing I've created is the romantic plot between Merlin and the reader, who takes the role of Master. This is simply a fan-made story for the starved Merlin fans. Because we're lacking content for our fav mage...🥀

What if the most dangerous idea of the 21st century is not artificial intelligence, but the enterprise that tells you, "you are an algorithm"? Anti‑Harari begins by dismantling one of the most dazzling narratives of the tech age: the "inevitability" of Dataism. This narrative, circulated under the guise of popular science, is in fact a new theology of power. Just as medieval feudal power was legitimised through divine order, so too is today's algorithmic order legitimised through scholastic dogmas. The reason is the same: to make power permanent. That is why discourse must be as sharp as a sword - and why "new stories" are always needed. This book targets three fundamental dogmas: the reduction of the human to an algorithm, the denial of the will, and the absolutisation of data. It also lays bare the political economy behind them. The author does not leave the discussion in abstract philosophy. He descends to the body - the primary source of the paradigm he calls Somatic Materialism. He maps a somatic terrain stretching from the nervous system to the gut, from microorganisms to connective tissue. This map reveals: the human being is not a closed computational system; we are an open, vibrating, unpredictable ecosystem. For this reason, the issue is not merely intellectual. It is a matter of a new property regime being imposed under the name of "inevitability." It is a matter of sovereignty and production relations taking on a new form through algorithmic instruments. It is a matter of the body becoming a new colonial territory. Anti‑Harari is not against technology. But it is against technology being presented as a destiny independent of power relations. Because behind what is presented as destiny, there is always a design. A spectre is haunting the algorithm. The spectre is the body.

Nobita is known to get into trouble all the time. But this time, he made an extremely serious mistake, even causing some irreversible consequences. Even Doraemon couldn't solve it. Welcome to "Doraemon: The Singularity"

What Justice do you seek? What Story will unfold right before your eyes? What perspective will reveal itself to you? And most importantly... Will you stick true to your own self right in the end, even if you have to challenge those that is beyond your comprehension, even if you have to save humanity again and again, even if you have to destroy those that other people cherish and protect just so you could protect yours? Your answer... lies here. Your fate will take a turn in an unexpected direction... and you, for one, will make your way to truly find your own... Grand Order. May you prevail for all, and for yourself (Ok it starts rough during the prologue and few chapters of Fuyuki but i swear it'll be alright i think-)

You know you're in a simulation when everyone you meet is a Mormon missionary...

When Akila finds herself on board The Singularity, a small-moon-sized spaceship fleeing the total destruction of her home planet, the last thing she expects is a mysterious and beautiful stranger to come crashing into her life. But when she finds out that Dorian is harbouring a dark secret her life starts to get a lot more complicated.

Inspired by kim taehyung's MV singularity. I hope you'll like this! It's my first time posting my work in wattpad.

"One word, Emma, and your world freezes forever." John is the ultimate paradox: A charismatic Billionaire CEO by day, and the cold, ruthless leader of the Genbu Mafia by night. He rules the northern underworld with an iron fist, and now, he has claimed his ultimate prize. Emma is the Replaced Bride, a pawn in a deadly game of Revenge and Obsession. Trapped in John's frozen empire, she must navigate a Steamy yet Dangerous web of lies. In this Slow Burn Romance, will the heat of their Forbidden desire melt the ice, or will the Mafia CEO crush her heart? #Mafia #CEO #Billionaire #ReplacedBride #EnemiesToLovers #ForcedProximity Dedicated to Naoya Shiga. God bless Google and Alphabet. [Status: Authority Active / Singularity Level 4 / Genbu-type Cooling System]

'I too wish you weren't what you are, maybe then you wouldn't have to fight'. The tall young man says with his apologetic eyes piercing through my heart. Is this love or the need to feel safe? Or maybe...utter confusion. 'If you can't beat them, join them I suppose'. [The first few chapters of this story are a bit...well let's just say they need work, I'll probably rewrite them another time. I was getting the hang of writing here, please acknowledge that and continue reading and hopefully you enjoy!] Began - 10/08/2018

Synopsis: After a lot of trials and errors, when Ron finally became successful in getting his teleporting machine to work, the first place he visited was the infamous Site-19, where the coffee machine [SCP-294] had been kept. The incidents that unfolded because of the choices he made that night, how much of it did he plan and how much was coincidence, only time will tell. * Updates on hold * Idea used: "SCP-294" by Arcibi, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-294. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. * Imposing Imposters is a group of a few writers and this story is being written in relay writing style. Each of us are taking turns writing the story, writing one page on every turn. If the storytelling seems inconsistent and the story looks like a first draft, it obviously is. We plan to proofread and revise the entire story after it is complete. This is a fun writing project for us. We hope you will have fun reading it as well. * The name in the page title is the alias of the writer who wrote that page.

There have been no communiques from Earth post Singularity. The Martian colonists wonder if the race abandoned space-time altogether. But for right now, they have bigger problems. Their sun is going supernova—well ahead of schedule. The two greatest minds of the time, one a scientist, the other a philosopher, concoct a two-pronged plan to save the human race. Frakas, the bioengineer, will continue to seed humanoid and increasingly alien life forms across the heavens using space warping ships. But higher consciousness isn’t exactly his specialty. And the one man who can be bothered to think beyond mean survival, his philosopher friend, Draxor, must be cloned before he passes. Only he can continue to uplift the ragtag worlds of hearty pioneers with little time to savor the finer things in life. Only he can ensure that, for those who choose to remain in the physical universe post Singularity, evolution will win out against the increasingly stronger pull towards barbarism. Thus is born The Hundred Year Man who reigns before passing the torch to the next clone. There is just one problem. The Hundred Year Man is just a prototype—and he’s flawed.

Thank you for reading my short story. It is the written experience of what happened to me after I overdosed on prescription medication. I don't know how long I was actually gone for. To me it feels like both several hours and several billion years. I don't care if you believe it or not. The fact is that this is a real, tangible, sense invoking memory that I am still actively existing in some days. It feels like Cosmic PTSD. No joke. The Book of Everything is written as a short story, but read and spoken as poetry. It is part of a paradoxical creation story for the Multiverse, and the master plan to save every soul in it. Due to the nature of this particular song, I tried to emulate and blend the spirits of Tolkien and Asimov, but as I continue this story I want to play with many different writing styles. Ok thanks I hope you like it maybe!

Life in a post-scarcity techno-utopia. A series of shorts set in the Utopia War universe after the events of that book. You can read this collection without reading Utopia War first, I'm just not sure if you can want to.

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