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Maxwell Dont Starve

Caged Within an Artificial Eternity

In this cage...there was no afterlife... Within the birdcage...there were neither deities, nor captors... Life was simple and meaningless. Death was truly and bluntly, an end. The birds held captive in their cage were unable to escape, for no matter how starved or frantic a chick was, they couldn't dent steel with their soft beaks. Who could feed the starving birds? They couldn't even feed themselves? The birds, trapped in their infuriating prison and desperate for any food at all, celebrated in joy when a banquet started! Food for as far as their eyes wished to imagine! And what a FEAST it WAS! The survivors stood over the leftovers of their meals, their ravenous beaks licking away the blood staining their tainted feathers. They knew this solution wasn't sustainable, and rather than waste away by praying to a non-existent heaven, they grafted their own Gods out of the bones of their former kin. ___________________________________ "The Birdcage" is a world with a barrier made of an indestructible material at its edges, from earth to sky. Inside this confined land, lavish resources filled the fields for as far as one could wish for, though its inhabitants were alone without any other living creatures outside of themselves. The world was peaceful and prosperous, until an unknown cataclysmic plague swept the land, poisoning and rotting almost all natural resources and food that existed. The people, starving and in despair without so much as a god to pray to for help, resorted to the only food left in the entire birdcage. Themselves. After the ensuing frenzy, they forged a ritual for a chance at salvation. They created their own Gods known as, “Concepts,” that embodied their artificial beliefs and ideas, though their desperation only furthered the destruction of what was considered natural. The world is fading away. There’s no point in family, society, nor unity. Either find a fleeting, pointless escape, or succumb to your fate and be devoured by the starving.
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The Starving Dogs

After a mysterious gas was released into the planet's atmosphere, the population suddenly found themselves with mystical powers. Ranging from superhero abilities known only in comics, to incredibly specific and hardly practical. When your worth is now decided by birth, how does one live? When talent merely becomes a word to explain a fortunate ability, how do you stand out? Heroes, Villains, Vigilantes. Stories and myths of such beings became commonplace. Governments requiring powerful abilities to keep order. The Hero Association attempting to keep its influence through monetization. Villain groups abusing their powers. Vigilantes attempting to fight against such tyranny and unfairness. Corruption rampant as always. Like stated, these stories are commonplace. Mass produced even. So what about a narrower focus? A lawless city ruled by an order of Street Gangs. This isn't the story of a selfless uprising Hero, or a Villain who wreaks destruction, or even a Vigilante who wants a better world. Rather it's a story of the struggle of the strong. People who gather others underneath them, and fight against rivals. All to rise to the top and rule this city. Would you care to join? This isn't a grand story, it might not be to your taste. Can you stand beside those who struggle, without a guarantee for a satisfying end? As they fight to stand at the top, or be consumed? If so, allow me to tell you this story. (WARNING: THIS VOLUME CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND STRONG LANGUAGE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED)
UnableToOpenDoor · 22.2K Views

Strongest Extra Survival

A fantasy story of a boy named William in search of something that could help him, overcoming the curse he unknowingly invited upon himself. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the center of a vast city stands a towering building that nearly scrapes the sky: the Tower of Babylon. A marvel of humanity, this tower was constructed using nothing but science and primitive tools. Though credit for its creation is largely attributed to an unknown architect, that very architect can be found not within the tower itself, but rather in the alley behind it. In this alley, a young man can be seen rummaging through trash cans in search of food. "One advantage of being near a big building is that there's always some good food here," he chuckled to himself. Despite his unkempt appearance—long, dirty hair, a scraggly beard, and a face smeared with dirt—his striking blue eyes remain his most prominent feature. Maxwell, as he's known, glanced up at the towering structure of the Tower of Babylon and muttered, "Who could even believe that I designed this building?" With a sigh, he began to eat the meager meal he had scavenged for the day. Suddenly, a black portal materialized before him, prompting Maxwell to eye it suspiciously. "Rich folk sure have weird tastes, mixing drugs into food," he mumbled as he discarded his meal and resumed his search. Unbeknownst to Maxwell, a young girl briefly emerged from the portal before it vanished, snapping her fingers in his direction. Oblivious to this, Maxwell continued his search, only to look up in shock as trucks began to rain down from the sky around him. "Now, trucks are raining from the sky!" he exclaimed in frustration, his voice echoing through the alley.
Boring_World · 213K Views
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