Creation Stories

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Sejoun had always been an avid fan of the Pokémon games, spending countless hours exploring their vast worlds and training his favorite creatures. One fateful night, while playing until midnight, he suddenly collapsed and lost consciousness without warning. When he awoke, Sejoun found himself in an unfamiliar parallel world-one far different from his own. This was a realm where biotechnology had advanced far beyond imagination. Here, scientists and corporations possessed the ability to design entirely new species, granting them extraordinary abilities and shaping life itself as though it were clay in their hands. Sejoun soon discovered that he was the owner of a struggling biotech company teetering on the brink of bankruptcy. Yet, as if guided by destiny, something miraculous happened: a mysterious "Pokémon system" appeared before him. With its power, he was able to draw upon his deep knowledge and passion for Pokémon, recreating the beloved creatures that had once only existed in games and stories. From his laboratory, Pikachu, Charmander, Squirtle, and countless other Pokémon were born into reality for the first time, astonishing the world. What was once a failing company suddenly transformed into a thriving empire, drawing global attention and admiration. Children and adults alike were enchanted, scientists marveled at the possibilities, and soon, Pokémon became more than entertainment-it became a culture, a way of life. Under Sejoun's leadership, his company rose from obscurity to global prominence, with Pokémon at its core. He became known as the visionary creator of Pokémon, a pioneer who reshaped the world through his dream. The creatures that once existed only in games now lived, battled, and thrived alongside humanity. I also post this on royalroad.

# The Valentine's Day Curse ## *"He made me a holiday. They call it Valentine's Day."* --- ### Description > Heeseung has never believed in love. > > Not the kind in movies. Not the kind in books. Not the kind that makes people write poems and buy flowers and do stupid things for someone who doesn't even know they exist. > > Then Jake starts leaving things on his desk. > > A single red tulip. A note that says *"You looked sad today."* A poem about the way Heeseung reads-like the words are the only thing keeping him alive. > > Heeseung doesn't know who it is. > > He doesn't know that Jake has been watching him for months. Learning his habits. Memorizing his face. Falling in love with someone who has never said a single word to him. > > He doesn't know that Jake would do anything for him. > > Anything. > > Including changing history. > > *"I made this day for you,"* Jake says, standing in front of the whole school on Valentine's Day. *"Every February 14th. Every card. Every flower. Every heart. I made it all for you."* > > Heeseung thinks he's crazy. > > Then Jake shows him the journal. Centuries old. Pages worn. Proof that one person loved another so much that they created a holiday. > > *The Valentine's Day Curse* is a story about obsession, devotion, and the kind of love that bends time. --- ### Content Warning > ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ > > This story contains themes of obsessive love, time travel/supernatural elements, dramatic public confession, and mild angst. No dark content. > > Reader discretion not needed-this is soft obsession with a happy ending. ---

If I don't know how to sing, I can at least try to write some... Or not ? 👼🏻 Tell me... ✨ Si je ne sais pas chanter, je peux au moins essayer d'en écrire... Ou pas ?

ဒါတွေက ဆုတောင်းသံတွေ မဟုတ်ဘူး။ ဒါတွေက လူတွေရဲ့ "ကျိန်ဆဲသံ" တွေ။ အဲ့ဒီကျိန်ဆဲသံတွေက ကျွန်မရဲ့ အေးစက်နေတဲ့ သွေးတွေကို ဆူပွက်လာစေတယ်။ ကျွန်မ သေရွာက ပြန်လာတာက အချစ်ကို ရှာဖို့ မဟုတ်ဘူး။ ငရဲကို လူ့ပြည်ဆီ သယ်လာဖို့ပဲ။

Title - OBSESSION Type - Own Creation, Myanmar BL ဒုက္ခနဲ့ တစ်ခါကြုံတိုင်း... ချစ်သူ့လက်ကို တစ်ခါကိုင်ပါရစေ။ (2026)

Short story chapters of creators who find no motivation or meaning to continue with their artistic expression

Disclaimer: Majority of passages in this journal are highly subjective and symbolic. Some insights would not make sense to the standard logic of the tangible reality. If you are a reader who respects or is open to various perspectives, then this journal openly welcomes you. If you are a person who is strict to logic, then I tremendously suggest that this journal may not resonate gently with you, although could be entertaining for readers who enjoy challenging viewpoints. Rest assured, there is no reinforcement of insights as it is still the reader's decision to absorb what was written here. Further more, this journal is purely written for the sole purpose of improving my mastery of perceiving various situations as I believe that this would work on my introspection. This is my personal journal of cognitive reappraisal, psychological capacity, inner recovery, and regulation development as form of utilizing diverse support in reference to a collection of pre-historic to 20th century principles, symbolism, ideologies, and philosophy. 21st century scientific mysteries, mathematical theorems, and paradoxes such as the Quantum Field Theory are included to my personal entries.

I wish for many of us to see beyond what meets the eye and understand more than what we think we know. This piece is my hope-that others might feel the same way, and capture what I'm trying to say beneath the surface.

Many Ape ages pass. The forest grows sparser, trees stand shorter, the invasive muted brown devours every green in its path. More songs tell of oceans vanishing, transforming into mountains of solid white. The cold winds up north freezes everything in its wake. The heat down south withers everything to brittleness. The Doom persists to annihilate every world, yet the will of the New Apes survives.

BL✨✨ (U+Z) ကျွန်တော်က အနှောင်အဖွဲ့မရှိတဲ့ လေပြေ ဖြစ်သင့်တယ်ဆိုပေမယ့် တိမ်စိုင် ဆိုတဲ့ ကိုကို့ကိုတော့ တွယ်ငြိခဲ့မိတယ်... ကြၽန္ေတာ္က အႏွောင္အဖြဲ႕မရွိတဲ့ ေလေျပ ျဖစ္သင့္တယ္ဆိုေပမယ့္ တိမ္စိုင္ ဆိုတဲ့ ကိုကို႔ကိုေတာ့ တြယ္ၿငိခဲ့မိတယ္...

Don't read this is not a story. A personal journey. ..... : : ,, The only thing is here is silence, never speaking inner demons. There are no stories here because our mind is fragile. We are afraid of what may come out if we speak of our mental health and anxiety. This will contain mental health and anxiety that may be not suitable for all readers be cautious if you read this.

The silent library of abaned memories සැබෑ නිදහස කියන්නේ අපිට ඕන දේ තෝරාගැනීම නෙවෙයි, අපිට දකින්න ලැබෙන දේ ඇත්තද බොරුද කියලා වෙන් කරලා හඳුනාගන්න පුළුවන් වීමයි. ඒත් තාක්ෂණය ඒ සීමාව මකලා දැම්මම, හැම හීනයක්ම සැබෑවක් වගේත්, හැම සැබෑවක්ම හීනයක් වගේත් අපිට දැනෙන්න ගන්නවා.

𝙄𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙥𝙤𝙫 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨 (𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘳) 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠, 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬ᡣ𐭩ᯓ★ (Jaanti hun sabhi log editor hai phir bhi kisi ko chahiye to bata dena(T_T)!!) I'd be happy to create one for you. No payments needed, just your support and love would mean a lot to me! Check out my book's character aesthetics to see my work and editing skills! If you're impressed, let's collaborate on a cover or POV poster for your story. No payment needed.

Title - Expired Memory Type - Own Creation, Myanmar BL ဒီအိမ်ထဲက ပြန်ထွက်သွားလို့ရတာနဲ့ ကိုကိုနဲ့ ပတ်သက်တဲ့ မှတ်ဉာဏ်တွေကို အကုန်ဖျောက်ပစ်မှာ ! (2023)

hi this is a picture book of little Avatar creations all credits are @ on the photos website: piccrew.com ʕ⁠'⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠'⁠ʔ

In a town where rumors move faster than the wind, an ensemble of strangers finds their lives tangled in ways none of them can explain. Urban legends spread through Amaruqucha like wildfire, anonymous posts, and the rise of dangerous figures lurking beneath the surface. Amid this growing tension, Xochitl from Mexico, arrives in Peru expecting a calm semester. She expects noise, color, and culture-but not the feeling that the town is watching her back. While Sisa, a local resident whose life is bound to secrets she cannot yet name. Secrets tied to the land, to the shadows, and the town seems to be watching her, tracking her steps as if it already knows her name. Their worlds should have remained separate. Yet Amaruqucha has a way of pulling people together, weaving their paths into a single, tightening thread. As supernatural rumors collide with strange people conflicts and hidden agendas, the town becomes a maze of shifting truths. With every step they take, the mystery deepens. With every rumor, the danger grows. And with every passing day, the line between legend and reality fades. In Amaruqucha, nothing is coincidence. And once you're part of the story, there's no way out. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪʟᴇʀ "ᴀᴘᴜᴋᴜɴᴀᴘᴀ ᴋᴜᴛɪᴍᴜʏɴɪɴ-ᴀ Qᴜᴇᴄʜᴜᴀ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ "ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅꜱ", ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄɪᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ. ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴠɪꜱɪᴏɴ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛ ᴛᴏ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀɪᴇꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇ

အချစ်၏ အဓိပ္ပါယ်သည် လူပေါ်မူတည်၍ ကွဲလွဲချက်တွေများစွာရှိနေနိုင်ပါတယ်။ အဓိပ္ပါယ်ဖွင့်ဆိုသူ၏ ရှုထောင့်ပေါ်မူတည်၍ ပြောင်းလဲနေခြင်းသည် အချစ်ဖြစ်၏။ | BL | Romance | Sweet | Healing | Slice of Life | Emotional Growth | Lovely|A little drama

Title - Kiss or Kill Type - Own creation, Myanmar BL, Mpreg တစ်လောကလုံးအပေါ် အေးစက်တဲ့ ဦးရဲ့ကမ္ဘာမှာ ကျွန်တော်တစ်ယောက်တည်းကသာ ခြွင်းချက်။ အနမ်းတွေနဲ့ သိမ်းပိုက်မလား၊ ဒါမှမဟုတ် အဆုံးထိ ဖျက်ဆီးပစ်မလား။ (2025)

The fate of a universe, the rage of a banished god, and a weakening veil begin to darken the future. Alahaeya is in grave danger, and it's up to a group of heroes to save it. All hail the Al-hayat, glory be to the Heir. #1 of the ongoing series "Shadow of Creation." ᰔ