Reading is my hobby. Now gone, like it's not even exist at all... And I once wrote for fun, but where was the fun I once had?
It is 2026. I felt better now, but the fun still haven't comebacks yet. Who am I and why am I existed with purposeless thought?
Well... I have to endure this blindness. I can't cry much more of this. This is my pain after all, not your responsibility to help me.
God bless, my book-lover brothers and sisters.
Following
Sign up to join the largest storytelling community
or
dylerkyotory
Aug 22, 2026 05:20PM
I will lean more into body horror, it is beautiful in its way somehow.View all Conversations
Stories by dylerkyotory
Everlasting Everness
After the fall of New Helios, the BAC (Bureau of Anomaly Control) brought themselves a person, named Zero, wh...
The 2000s Academy
What is the 2000s Academy? It is the academy of industrial and agricultural; along with the highly military d...
K-257
In the dark night of Siberia's December, there was a lifeless child inside a lad's chamber. The child later a...