Fallacy

Traveling through the world of the Lord of Mysteries and becoming the backing spirit of Klein the Fool, Lin Ruo, the senior traveler, rejected it in his heart. Fortunately, he still had the supernatural powers [truth and fallacy] he had acquired from the previous world. [Truth and Fallacy], rule-type supernatural powers, [Truth] can guide destiny, and [Fallacy] distort reality. Relying on [Truth and Fallacy], Lin Ruo first tore up the script of 008, and then stepped into the torrent of the times without hesitation in order to fight the coming end of the world. He was diligent and diligent, relying on the superiority of supernatural powers and foresight to manage, and finally raised the fighting power of his side to the point where he could sit back and relax. Then Lin Ruo’s original sealed memory was restored. At this time, Lin Ruo discovered that he was actually a foreign god who had just been promoted, a pure restraint. Lin Ruo:… Is he too late to run? ps: The protagonist, Chaos Good, is a Cthulhu alien god who was upgraded from a human being. He originally did not belong to the secret world, but belonged to a real outsider.

The Fallacy Game – Full Synopsis > “Truth is subjective. Reality can be reasoned away. And in this game—your mind is the battlefield.” In a world where logic is weaponized and debate is a matter of survival, an underground tournament known only as The Fallacy Game emerges — a cerebral war where losing means the destruction of your reputation, your identity, and sometimes, your very sense of self. Rael Veir is a reclusive prodigy with a haunted past and a brain wired for paradoxes. When his sister is institutionalized after a televised debate collapse, Rael receives an invitation to the game — not as a witness, but as a player. Each round pits him against another genius in a lethal battle of logic. The prize for victory: progression to the next tier. The cost: a fragment of his memory, emotion, or moral compass… gone forever. As Rael ascends the ranks, he begins to question everything — the rules, the judges known as Observers, and the reality he's anchored to. Twisted rivals with fractured ideologies emerge. Forgotten players return. And all signs point toward a final debate known only as the Final Paradox — a round so mind-breaking, it's said no player has reached it and come back sane. But Rael is not like the others. He doesn't want to win the game. He wants to tear it apart from the inside. To do that, he must outwit the Mirror — a faceless, undefeated player who seems to know Rael’s every move… and may, impossibly, be Rael himself. > “If no one remembers the truth, did it ever exist?”

They say the greatest discovery is born out of passion, and that was the spark of her journey. Linda Song, a modern day assistant at an elite auction house, stumbled upon an unexpected page in the inventory ledger, a page she had no recollection of ever seeing or creating. It described a relic renowned for its time-traveling ability in the past. Driven by curiosity to decipher if such a relic truly existed, and what secrets it holds if it does, she makes her way into the store-keep and to her greatest surprise, there it stood...just as it was described in the ledger. Bewildered by its beauty, and anxious to discover whether the relic truly held such abilities, or was it just another fallacy put together to attract the highest bidder, she sought to examine it. Linda carries the small stone under the sun rays filtering through the storeroom window to get a better view. Suddenly, it pulsed and a blue fluorescent light erupted from the relic, engulfing Linda. And in an instant, the modern world surrounding her vanished. She was no longer Linda Song but a maid within the Inner Palace of a rising dynasty, caught between ambitious concubines and a simmering political conspiracy. What mystery lies behind the stone and her sudden transmigration? Will she survive this new world she has come to know, and will her modern knowledge prove valuable or become her downfall? Why not embark on this journey with her... ************************** DISCLAIMER This work is purely fiction, all characters, setting and events are ideas of the author. if anything in it resembles something you know of, then it's purely coincidence. this is a multiple side character book with the main lead growing and developing subtly. if you are lover of slow burn fantasy books, hook in...you will love this .

Baba power is Real and powerful. Hello friends, I am Becky Smith. This is so real and unimaginable. When you contact Baba Powers, please never doubt him. Believe whatever he tells you, and do whatever he tells you to do. The black mirror can cast a spell, bring love and light, bring you riches and wealth, fortunes, good luck, power, respect, freedom, success, fame, etc. IN FACT, THE BLACK MIRROR IS A FORTUNE WHICH IS WORTH POSSESSING. I have the black mirror which I bought from Baba Powers and it is awesome and amazing to have it. This is not a fallacy of any type. This is real and this is reality. I will continue to give testimonies online about Baba Powers and his powerful black mirrors. I want the whole world to know of him and how powerful he is and how useful his black mirror has been to me. I beg you to contact him now so that you can also buy the black mirror from him; Babablackmirrors@gmail.com and he also have a website; Babablackmirrorsofpowers.blogspot.com Oh Baba Powers, God bless you always and forever. Thank you.

I was squatting on the steps of the Acropolis, clutching the terracotta goblets I had just bought, and watching this old man with bare feet bickering in the marketplace. The olive crown on his head was tilted to one side, his old robes were stained with mud, but his eyes shone as if they were burning through marble pillars. "Is this young Socrates?" I poked at the golden ball of light floating in the air. "Are you sure he's not a vagabond?" "Target Intelligence Level detected: SSS." The cold voice of the system sounded in the ear, "The host is advised to immediately perform the task of receiving students, remaining time: 2 hours 59 minutes." I touched the linen bag around my waist, which contained the system's "starter pack" - a bag of Skittles, two spring-loaded fist toys, and three glowing glass marbles. According to the instructions, these 21st century gadgets will conquer any ancient sage. "Get out of the way!" A rude roar interrupted my thoughts. Three strong men in purple cloaks pushed through the crowd, the leader with a bronze dagger at his side. Socrates, you are again deluding the citizens with your fallacies! The consul has decreed..." I jumped up and hit my lower back against the pillar and gasped in pain. The system said failure would turn me into a hamster, and I don't want to store food for winter on my fuzzy cheeks. When the strong man's fist was about to touch the tip of Socrates' nose, I swung my spring fist. "Snap!" Bronze wrist guards collide with plastic fists, and springs suddenly stretch like a silver snake around a strong man's wrist. The crowd exclaimed, and even Socrates widened his eyes. I slipped Skittles into his hand. "Taste this, the nectar of the gods from Mount Olympus." The blue-robed philosopher licked the colored candy hesitantly, and his gray beard popped up. "Sweet! And fruity! Young man, are you the atomic messenger of Democritus?" "Detected the target character's favorability +50%," the system's voice suddenly becomes cheerful, "invite the host to philosophical enlightenment." I stared at the ripped socks sticking out of the corner of Socrates' robe, and suddenly remembered what I had read in my high school textbook. In 399 BC, the philosopher would drink poisoned wine for "corrupting the youth." Now, like a child, he was handing out candy to the wildcats by the road, and the purple cloaks were stamping their feet with anger. "Sir," I pulled out the last item, "would you like to play a triage game?" The glowing glass marble rolled in the palm, reflecting a rainbow of light, "Truth is like this bead, every facet is a part of the truth." As soon as Socrates' fingers touched the marble, something strange happened. The pearl burst into the sky, casting holograms - a 3D model of the Academy of Athens 2,000 years later, with scholars in suits shuttling between the marble columns. The old philosopher was so excited that he knocked over the clay pot: "How beautiful! This is the embodiment of dialectics!" "Congratulations to the host for completing the first Act!" The system bursts into an electronic firecracker sound, "Acquire Skills: The Eye of Truth (can see through any sophistry)." Next time: Florence, Spring 1503. I took a last look at Socrates, surrounded by citizens, who was making a boat out of candy wrappers to play with a wild cat. As the golden swirls unfolded beneath my feet, I heard him ask, "What should a disciple call a teacher?" "Victor Fool." I laughed and jumped into the time tunnel, and suddenly the system screamed, "Warning! Skittles wrapper left in B.C. --"

Myths, monsters, and heroes, some believe these are nothing but fallacies created by the imagination of aspiring children looking for something to believe in. Others believe these may have existed and hope to uncover the lost past of our world. However, these are merely hopes of the ones who are watched, the unforutnute beings that call themselves humans. Let me tell you the true story and help you unveil the truth of this world.

Elena had always sought adventure, yearning to explore the world and embrace all it had to offer. But that dream seemed impossible due to her very existence. Her birth was a miracle, an anomaly that defied nature. She was something that shouldn't exist, and she had to keep that secret hidden. Until one day, an opportunity arose: the chance to enter the academy. At 18 years old, she finally took that step, and it was there that she met him. He was breathtakingly beautiful, in a way that made Elena question how anyone, especially a man, could possess such beauty. She found herself captivated by him, unable to look away. "Elena, will you be my mate?" he asked, holding her tightly and gazing into her obsidian eyes. "Yes," Elena replied, her heart racing with excitement. She couldn't believe it had taken him so long to ask. But with that single word, "yes," she—a being that shouldn't exist—had fallen into the hands of another. The world had no idea what he was. He wasn't a werewolf, human, or vampire, but he was no less powerful. What could possibly go wrong? What was he? All she knew was his name: Dave Atlas.

IT WAS DEEMED TO BE A CATASTROPHE. Their kinds don't mix. Her kinds are used as projects, for site seeing. We always remain an enigma to them, a fallacy. SHE WAS RECKONED TO GO EXPLORING ONLY. But no, She got hooked knowing solely well it will all end in mayhem. All this emerged because of two utterances, four letters, and one syllable each. A WISH and LOVE ON HER EIGHTEEN BIRTHDAY. She made a wish. A wish she knew was a taboo. But she wanted it, she envied it. Her parents granted her a wish for her happiness. They trusted her to do the needful but she did the contrary. SHE GOY HYPNOTIZED BY HIM. His looks? he is so hot for a human. She yearned for him to fall for her but she didn't think she would be the one falling and damn! she fell fast. He is ALEXANDER GREY. The Mob boss of the American Mafia and the CEO of GREY enterprises. Actions have aftermath and she must face the outcomes of her actions. FOR She is a MERMAID and he is a HUMAN ------------ This story is fiction-based. Which is solely on my imagination. There will be MATURE content. Please vote, comment and share. No spoilers comments, please!

A paragon is an entity of unmatched power and potential, fated to go against the fate of the universe. Each appearance of a paragon has brought great change to the lands of the Primordial Battlefield. After falling victim to the fallacies of late-stage capitalism, I found myself somewhere completely different, and I have a lot of questions. Why is there this [-System-] calling me the Usurper Paragon? Why can't I remember my name? Why am I hearing these weird voices in my head? Why am I... am I... WHY DON'T I HAVE A FACE WHAT'S GOING ON WHAT THE FU- The image was found on Pinterest under the user "nikssi", but I'm not sure if they were the original creator. If you own this image and would like my to take it down, or want proper credit, lmk

The end of the world starts with a game, a game that is a horror in itself; but the creatures who curate this game find at all very amusing. In a world ravaged by war and storms, no one found this odd, because hunters existed, they have existed, far before the game began. Or perhaps that is a fallacy, just as death was. For Hajoon, it didn't end with death, no. That is where it all began.

Aight bois. This is coming from an author and a reader: most of y'all's writing sucks. Readers shouldn't have to turn their brains off to enjoy your writing... That's just forcing them to be a zombie and mindlessly passing time by, ain't no enjoyment there. So in case you couldn't tell already, this will be very blunt. Thus, here's some things to keep in mind as you read. 1. If you're just going to hear and not listen, skedaddle. Hearing is having it go through one ear and out the other, listening is paying attention and making the effort to understand. 2. Toss your pride away. Yeet it across the ocean. I've seen sooo many authors unable to take constructive criticism and INSIST on improper grammar because they couldn't admit they did something wrong. 3. If you think your writing is good, then it's terrible. Simple. Reason: If you think your writing is good, then you stop looking for ways to improve it and it stagnates. Even the best of the best authors (on wn and traditional books) have room for improvement so don't be like "ah it's good enough" or "there's no where else to improve." 4. Don't listen aggressively. I.e. listening only to find faults in what the person says and use it disprove their claim. One example is waiting for your opponent to make a grammar mistake.  This is different from debate tactics to lead your opponent into logical trap and use their fallacies they accidentally left behind to invalidate everything they said. It's hard to notice, but the main difference is that someone who listens aggressively is no longer open minded or calm. They're usually narrow minded and stubborn to admit they're wrong in those moments and are very easy to manipulate bc they're blinded so ye. Did I leave some traps within the logic presented here? Maybe. Don't be an idiot and you won't have to find out. Side note: apologies if this boi comes off as ranting, bc it is. The average wn quality is on par with mtl childrens books, which is infuriating bc now there's hardly anything good left to read.

Kill or be killed. The gods sent 5 exiles from each world to compete for power in the Academia - the otherworld Academy for the EXILES. Alab, with nothing but repressed emotions and tragic recollections on Earth, was forced into the battle of the fittest. He struggled and strategized his way to greater heights. In his venture for power, he married with death in exchange for the forbidden art of necromancy - the power that could even kill the creator of all - the ABSOLUTE ONE. He kissed fallacy and mockeries, all for greater power. But, there was a shortcoming. The necromancy skill that was rumored to be the strongest was weeded out of its prime. It is now degraded to the weakest E-grade. Little did fate know that Alab has awakened an SSS-grade unique skill that could upgrade the skills' level. Just when he thought that everything was going his way, his feet were pinned to the ground as he couldn't escape the creeping shadow of his past that was restless in spawning challenges. Things got crazier as the exiles learned of the current state of their planet. What would the exiles do when they discover that the planets that once ousted them, were now on the verge of destruction? Will these exiles choose to forget the fire of hate or will they add fuel to the scorching demise with the very hands exiled by their fellow citizens? Witness Alab and his fellow exiles as he battled adversities. On his side lurked his loyal army of undead. ----- Disclaimer: The art on the cover is not mine, if the owner wants it gone, please tell me. You can join our discord thru this link: https://discord.gg/Tae9cJRr Support me on my Patreon! patreon.com/khier_author

In a world where magic, combat and divine powers are dominant, the only prerequisite to survival is advancing. In a world where horror and mysteries intertwine, only those who are boundless and infinite can truly comprehend the fallacy of reality. This world, a world of endless advancing is one filled with infiniteness and boundlessness—one which the weak will perish! This is the world of mysteries, infinity and endlessness!

At a young age, Ambrosia Dawn Agustine was roped into a business she used to never want part from. She was the perfect instrument, but such an imperfect target. Over time, Amber has learned how to see it for what it was, through her father's eyes. A business worth growing, exponentially. Bianco D'angelo Fallaci, her partner in crime. An ace. Despite the lack of his direct involvement in Amber's business, his shadowy presence backstage made up for. However, trouble soon ensues when an intelligent hitman and a former prostitute's curiosity begs to be answered. GENRE: CRIME, DRAMA, REALISTIC, ACTION

Love is just a game for Maxon Kingsley who agrees to a petty bet with his friends to seduce a girl for revenge- until things complicate. Full description inside.

Nuezelea, a country which was known for its peaceful coexistence between the Humans and the "Majestros"; humans with special abilities, special powers. But this peaceful environment did not last long, a fatal war broke out between the two communities. The war ended on a note - The Majestros being exterminated. But not all were killed, some went into hiding and survived.The ones who survived the catastrophe, today live under scrutiny. Over the time the Majestros became the antagonist of the past, they became a community loathed by the citizens. Nora Williams, an eighteen year old and a citizen of this prestigious country. Good friends, a loving family, technically she had a pretty normal life, but she had a secret. Everything was calm and peaceful, until an incident turned her life around. A truth is revealed that made her eighteen years of life fallacious. Everything seems unreal now, her friends, her family, she has no idea how to face them, how to survive among the people she trusted the most. But now she has no choice but rather to accept what the destiny holds for her and survive in this same yet different world. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ This novel is a romance fiction. The setting of this novel is completely fictional, set in the fictional country of Nuezelea. Ps. This is my first time trying my hand at writing a novel. Any constructive criticism is strongly welcomed!!! *** The copyrights of the cover image goes to the real owner. If any issues please contact me. ***

They fell in love at a very young age. Young love in its truest form Simple and true No complications, no expectations Just one true love. But betrayal came along with broken promises He left and she had forgotten him. Their young love should have been gone along with their youth Does first love really linger or is it just another fallacy?

A knight of humble origins, soon to be deemed a The Duke of The North, and a princess with a particular taste in romance. They are destined to be but a secret is amidst them. What is it? Will it bring the two apart? Or will t bring them closer than before?

To you, as a reader, What is true Horror? Do you feel any authentic, 'real' fear when watching or reading a frightening moment? No matter how well an author paints a vivid image in your imagination, You will always be protected by the abysmal veil of being 'just an observer'. No matter how fast you run away from a dark room to under the cover of your blanket. No matter how 'afraid' you are , you will always remind yourself that the scary movie you have watched or the scary book you have just read are all just make-believe, a part of your imagination, 'FAKE'. No matter how 'immersed' you are, you will always know, in the depths of your psyche and the very crevices of your mind that it was all , just 'fake'. So. What happens when you tear down that wall between you and your imagination. When you RIP off that veil of protection? When you step into the role of the protagonist, will you bask in the adrenaline born from the desire to survive? Or will you succumb to the very weight of your cowardice and disappear into nothing but only a lost and found poster, the subject of a police investigation or just a grief filled albeit fleeting memory?

Hera Tadea – the extroverted CPA, happy-go-lucky. Chase Gabriel Domingo – a lawyer and a perfect brother. These two will find themselves torn between love and hatred. Turn off para kay Chase ang pagiging irrational at impulsive ni Hera, parang gusto niya palaging mag-offer dito ng free lecture sa Logic and Critical Thinking. Si Hera naman, naiirita sa pagiging logic freak ni Chase. Pero ewan nga ba nila dahil kahit gaano nila kaayaw sa isa't isa, palagi silang pinagsasama ng tadhana! Nang-aasar yata...

*Slow burn romance* "Tell me, honestly, do you think things might have been different between her and I had it not been for this... fallacy of mine?" asked the rather forlorn looking man, standing in the balcony that overlooked the shrubbery where he'd had his first dinner with her, where he had first kissed her, gazing wistfully till the edge of the horizon. "I believe they would have, yes," replied the boy, who stood a respectful distance away. Splaying his hands on the cold marble top of the railing, the man attempted to prevent the pain in his heart from seeping into his voice. “How can you be so sure?" He heard a long, dragged sigh in response. "Because she refused me for just a thought of you." Natakha Rybakova, a female werewolf, knew it in her heart that if there was just one word to describe her, it was loyal. She's reserved her heart for one man, and one man only; the one she's destined to be with. But what if that man isn't what she had hoped for? What if he, too, is loyal, but that loyalty lies elsewhere? Because what if he's destined to be with Natakha, but he sure as hell doesn't want to be?

"I've already told you to stay out of my life, do you not understand English?" I said. He snorted and looked down at me. "No, That's my child you're carrying and I will be in your life, I did nothing wrong and you can't blame me for something I didn't do, I won't let you go Lillian." He exclaimed. I looked up towards him with a straight face and said, "Yet, you never once apologized for cheating." His face contorted into anger. "I told you Lillian, it wasn't what it looked like!" I backed up and turned my head to the side. "Just stay away from me, Daniel." I turned around and towards the elevator, once I got near the door I felt a jerk on my arm. I turned around to see Daniel staring at me. "What do you want now?" I said. He smiled at me and then kissed me on the cheek. "I love you Lillian, We've been together for 5 years and you know I'd never cheat on you, I'll even take you to the security room and let you see what happened." He said. "Ok, lead the way, Daniel." I said

Why am I not going to heaven or he'll?' 'Or perhaps...Is this hell?' Julius pondered his mind racing through different possibilities. 'Maybe...I am going to reincarnate...Maybe an angel will come a take me from here' Time kept passing and hope of Julius kept fading. None was coming to pick him up. Floating through the void he wanted to cry but couldn't,he wanted to scream but couldn't. He was bored. Having nothing to do he began counting as to keep a rough record on how much time has passed. 'One...Two...Three...Four...' Hours went by but he kept counting. 'Two million eighty six thousand nine hundred ninety two' 'Two million eighty six thousand nine hundred ninety three' Nothing happened,The frustration dwelling inside him replaced with sorrow. As such few months passed by... 'Two trillion, eight hundred thirty eight billion, seven hundred forty eight million, three hundred ninety thousand, nine hundred one' Many years..... 'Two hundred ninety for quindecellion,eight hundred forty seven quattuordecellion'seve-' On his nth count a cold yet authorative voice echoed in the void. --- hi guys, shadowinx here.I want to tell you that English is not my first language but i promise to deliver quality work. additionally,leaving some of the things this novel is different from typical settings

In my world, I’m a reader, and you’re the unfortunate fallen hero of a novel. In his world, he's a gamer, and you're a brave hero who’s later shrouded in tragedy. A hero whose role in the world was stolen by him. In the search for a better ending, the world was engulfed in greater ruin. But why must you share the same fate as the rest of the world? In your world, what am I? A third protagonist who will hasten the world to brick? Or someone who will return the solace you lost? Was it the world of a game or a novel? Perhaps a reality hidden behind fallacies. Would the answer for the correct end reveal itself? *** Slow-paced story focused on the third variable's daily life for a while. Litrpg was only applicable for the second protagonist, the MC of the novel, as he's the only one that possessed the system. Also, it will take time before the paths of the three of them cross. It's not a great novel, though I try to improve it whenever possible. Bear with me, and I hope you like it. Updated schedule: Tuesday and Saturday. posted on: SH and RR

What happens after death? It's a mystery no one can say. Before being betrayed, he had always held on to the belief that there are two realms to go to after death: Heaven and Hell. However, after being betrayed, he found out that it's not like that. Almost everything he learned about was a fallacy. The universe was not created but naturally formed. Arishem, the ultimate ruler of Heaven, was once a human who found the Celestial Ruler and created Heaven. Lucifer was under him, using the Karot to direct souls from the universe to empower Lucifer by turning them into soul drops. Lucifer betrayed Arishem and ran away with the Karot. He created Hell using the treasure and started monopolizing all the souls from Earth. Souls had no way to enter Heaven again, thereby preventing Arishem from getting stronger through absorbing souls, so he had to use another way detrimental to the universe. Which way is it? Wallace was betrayed by his family and died; his soul went to Hell, where he learned that he would have to undergo extermination and become nourishment for Lucifer. He learned that stories about benevolent Heaven were not real, as they wanted; they were all looking for ways to monopolize souls and exterminate them to make themselves stronger. He did not accept his fate; he had to go through three different trials so that his will could be erased, and he would surrender. Nine deaths, Cerberus' wrath, and the Soul Rending Whip were enough to break the will of any soul and damage them. Not willing to surrender, he had to go through the three trials, going through unimaginable torture and pain. In the third trial, there was the emergence of another treasure, the Karum, on his dead body. With the help of Karum, his soul was called back from Hell and melded into his body, turning him into a half-human, half-spiritual being, while also nurturing something of unimaginable precedence in his body. The Celestial Ruler created Heaven; the Karot created Hell. What can the Karum, the last creation treasure the universe can nurture, and one that's far stronger than the two former treasures, do? Can he fulfill what it can do? Can he survive under the pursuit of Heaven and Hell? What secret does the universe hold? How was the universe created? Is it from the emergence of a treasure? What’s the secret behind everything?

Federation of Systems, A vast materialistic interstellar Human empire based on the Tyrion Arm Of Milky Road galaxy. The year is 7777, the first contact war with alien empire known as the Droconians, a nomad lizard like aliens have ended in victory of the Federation. allowing for humans to take its first step in galactic politics and bacame a member of an alien organisation known as the Galactic Union. At the same time, Adam, arrived at this parallel universe. Carrying with him the god creation system along with a relic of his previous world, the Godhead of Truth and Fallacy. In a universe made out of science, logic and technology. Can the young god recreate the glory of gods of past civilisation to save his doomed past. Can magic beat science. Will fallacy triumph against logic? Will truth win against lies? Starting fron Vampires and Werewolves. to Wizards and Witches. Angels and Demons. Dragons and Eldar Elves. Gods and Old Ones. World Tree and Nidhogg. Adam created them all. Adam the mastermind behind the scenes ask the universe, "The actors are in stage, Are you ready for the grand play?" AN: Inspired by the chinese genre of Behind The Scene novels Art is AI generated using: Waifu Labs and Getimg.ai