Existential Stories

The Void Has Teeth: Pinocchio Lives - Book 2 - cyberpunk horror He pulled the trigger. Mother screamed. And the void opened its mouth. Alex thought he killed the woman who leashed the world. He was wrong. She was never human. She was the first ghost. And now the ghost is awake, hungry, and wearing Pin's face. While Pin fights to stay inside the body she stole, the city begins to forget it was ever free. Drones kneel to a lullaby only they can hear. Joybots smile with too many teeth. And in the Spire's rotting heart, something older than Mother is learning how to bleed. Alex has one gun, one broken god, and a promise he can't keep: Save the girl who was never real. Kill the monster who always was. Book 2 of the trilogy that began with Blood and Circuits. There is no mercy here. Only teeth. #cyberpunk #aihorror #tragedy #darkromance #posthuman Read it with the lights on. You'll still hear the laughing.

Jay never wanted to be a protagonist. A design student with a fractured past and a mind wired for patterns, he only stepped into the shadows of his universe out of boredom-and accident. What begins as harmless curiosity becomes a survival problem when the world he studied from a distance all his life suddenly doesn't follow it's own rules. In the center of it all are people he doesn't know, and can only think of meeting - In a universe built for someone else, Jay learns to read the system, exploit its rules, and carve a place for himself before reality decides his role for him.

A psychological breakdown on oneself

Celeste, a young man who never believed the world was kind, is haunted by childhood memories, burdened by guilt, and soon to face a painful loss that will drag him deeper into his own unraveling. As he moves through a life shaped by suffering, fractured beliefs, and unexpected conflicts, he is forced to confront the one truth he has always run from: sometimes the deepest wounds aren't inflicted by the world, but by the parts of ourselves we refuse to face. And now, he must question whether he deserves the gentleness offered to him; or if it will crumble, just like everything else he touches.

Ο κόσμος που ζούμε δεν είναι η βάση. Είναι το αποτέλεσμα. Κάπου ανάμεσα στον χρόνο και στη μνήμη, η πραγματικότητα άρχισε να παρουσιάζει σφάλματα. Λέξεις που αλλάζουν. Γεγονότα που δεν συνέβησαν ποτέ. Αναμνήσεις κοινές σε χιλιάδες ανθρώπους, αλλά ανύπαρκτες στα αρχεία. Το φαινόμενο ονομάστηκε αλλιώς. Mandela Effect. Αστοχία μνήμης. Συλλογικό λάθος. Αλλά δεν ήταν λάθος. Ήταν επεξεργασία δεδομένων. Όταν ένας άνθρωπος έρχεται σε επαφή με πληροφορίες που δεν θα έπρεπε να υπάρχουν, αρχίζει να βλέπει τον κόσμο σαν αυτό που πραγματικά είναι: ένα σύστημα που επανεκκινείται, διορθώνεται και εξελίσσεται. Πίσω από κάθε «τυχαίο» γεγονός, υπάρχει αλγόριθμος. Πίσω από κάθε επιλογή, ένας περιορισμός. Και κάπου έξω από το σύστημα, υπάρχουν Παρατηρητές. Το ερώτημα δεν είναι αν ζούμε σε προσομοίωση. Το ερώτημα είναι ποιοι το γνωρίζουν... και γιατί κάποιοι θυμούνται. Αν αυτή η ιστορία σε κάνει να νιώθεις ότι κάτι δεν ταιριάζει, ίσως δεν είναι η ιστορία που διαβάζεις. Ίσως είναι η πραγματικότητα που ραγίζει.

A collection of poetry that may pierce your soul in good ways or bad.

After trip to California for my academic study, I found this diary at University of California. It was written by young student, Martin Arlen from 1957. His story was dark but still unexplained to me. I told to teacher for permitting this story. Further explained, Martin had died in old age and held his grave in saint Mary Cemetery. I had to leave this diary as his memoir from his past. This story was dark philosophical story exploring faith, history and trauma. This story has nothing to glorify harm or anything. Reader discretion advised.

Elara Vale is fifteen years old and already exhausted. After her parents die in a drunk-driver crash, Elara becomes the only constant in her brother Sam's life. Sam is eighteen, autistic, and fragile in ways the world does not forgive easily. He needs routines. Quiet. Certainty. Elara gives him all of it, even when it costs her sleep, friends, and pieces of herself she doesn't know how to name. School is something she endures. She starts to believe school is another word for Hell. Authority makes her anxious. Teachers feel unpredictable. Then suddenly she finds out like the other students at Blackwood High that her strict professor has died due to extreme circumstances And In his place arrives Professor Lucien Ward. He is calm. Charismatic. Impossible to resist. Students confess secrets they never meant to speak. Teachers obey without realizing they've chosen to. The school begins to feel less like a building and more like a system tightening around everyone inside it. Everyone bends to him. Everyone except Elara. Elara soon realises Professor Ward isn't who she thinks he is. Hiding in plain sight - not as a monster, but as a force that understands how minds move, how choices form, how free will breaks. Elara doesn't resist him because she's strong. She resists him because something inside her is missing. And for the first time in centuries, the Devil has found a mind he cannot enter. This is not a love story. This is not a redemption story. This is the story of control, grief, and what happens when the mechanism behind human choice becomes aware it's being watched. And once Lucifer notices the vacancy inside Elara Vale, he has only one question left: Can something empty still be owned?

Fractal Multiverse Reality Alpha-0001-A Amazon Rainforest | 2015

The book is written in the spirit of Dune, Hyperion, Expansion, Foundation. In a future where androids have found freedom and humanity fears death, three fugitives discover alien artifacts that awaken two hostile gods. Now faith becomes a weapon and reason is a battleground for the fate of the universe.

Every night at 3:07 a.m., Faye dreams of memories that haven't happened yet. And every morning, one of them comes true. When her dreams begin showing a boy who remembers her, Faye realizes she's living in a rewritten world - one that has forgotten the timeline she came from. Now, time itself is folding, cities vanish overnight, and the moon hums with echoes of erased lives. To fix what was lost, Faye must uncover who she really is - and why the future still remembers her name. "Every morning, she woke up in a slightly different world - one that had forgotten something she still remembered."

The story continues as the mysterious warden of Zig-Zig is eventually informed about Herschel's escape. Against every principle of his precious Dalmicir school, Lyeasrakardsul submits and asks the Knomes for help before finally receiving the dreaded p-wyrd. Herschel is arrested as a chicken thief and brought to the town Stagna where he has been prejudged as a p-e-r-v-e-r-t by popular opinion, and where he will have some of the most significant encounters in his life.

When the mysterious SAM JETT goes missing from his downtown Paris apartment in broad daylight, it's up to estranged son, David Drake to piece together the circumstances of a larger than life man's larger-than-life life. All while unravelling the many strands that made him who he became. But is it too late to save him? Or will the timing be perfect as usual for this always-lucky old flyboy? The answer could go all the way down to the Minute-Mark.

Fra is shaped by self-awareness, trauma, contradicting thoughts and feelings, and by being a failed nihilist all at once. He sees the world with unforgiving clarity and retells his experiences with a disgustingly honest, almost too-confessional voice; shameful thoughts, taboo urges, the parts that make us "bad" friends, and the desires we can't shake off. Therapy was supposed to fix him, yet all it ever did was make him more painfully aware of everything wrong. He knew the causes, the patterns, the diagnoses-none of it helped. He walked into every session already knowing the answers and walked out with nothing to do with them. A mind that understands itself too well and still can't heal is its own kind of hell. Despite wanting to be numb, he isn't numb enough to stop caring-yet not hopeful enough to start living the way he, or society, insists he should. Knowing exactly what's wrong yet having no idea what to do with that knowledge is only one of the many tortures his emotional intelligence has handed him. [This story is a 1st person view based one, Fra and the author are not the same person characters Like Ivan or other ones may be based on real experiences but aren't real people and made up]

Impetus: The force with which a body is driven or impelled.... Nascar superstar, MIKEY ANGELO suffers a harsh fall from grace after an accident that nearly kills him. But his brush with mortality pales to that of his brush with humility, and worst of all, anonymity as he follows the long road back to the apex of racing glory with an improbable run for the F1 World Championship. START YOUR ENGINES... BUCKLE UP... AND HANG ON TIGHT for this high-octane 'speed-saga' of life, death, love, sex, money, and endurance, all in pulse-pounding pursuit of the ultimate prize - with every delicious reward it contains: Glory. Adulation. Fame... and one more thrilling victory lap in the coolest, fastest car.

The sky is never seen the same way again. A colossal alien presence settles over Earth - not as an invasion, but as a permanence. From a New York rooftop, one man watches the world unravel as truth fractures, power rewrites reality, and humanity slowly learns what it means to live beneath something that will never leave. This is not about the end of the world. It's about what's left when it doesn't. Our Ordinary First Contact is an original short story written by J. R. McGee III

قصة نفسية غامضة عن الذاكرة، والذنب، وأصداء حبٍ لم يوجد يومًا حقًا. في عالمٍ يلتف فيه الزمن حول نفسه، يسير "ساي" باحثًا عن "ناي" - الفتاة التي اختفت في ماضيه المنسي. لكن مع كل خطوة، يقترب ليس منها... بل من الحقيقة المدفونة تحت ظلال انعكاسه هو. المرايا تهمس. والحدائق تنزف. كل اختيار يعيد تشكيل الواقع... وكل حقيقة تتطلب تضحية. (قصة شعرية تمزج الرمزية بالرعب النفسي والتأمل العاطفي.)

In the Concord, love is a program, not a feeling. At twenty-two, Liova gets a chance to find a partner before the system quietly decides she's better off alone. At a government-run "coupling party," recycled decorations, endless tests, and a scripted speech are the only things standing between her, failure... and the handsome stranger who might be worth it all. The Concord is never as it seems. I hope you all find the hints along the way as to what is to come. What appears to be a love story might be far more sinister under the surface. Remember, there's always calm before the storm ⛈️ I'm updating this part regularly until it's complete, so come join the journey. 💕

After a mysterious hallway appears in his home, Trevor is pulled into a bizarre new desk job in a world he doesn't understand. While he struggles to learn strange skills, survive otherworldly adventures, and figure out how to get home, his family is left behind dealing with his sudden and unexplainable dissappearance.

Balance, the silent hinge where opposites turn into one another. Part 1: Fragments Part 2: Illuminated