Scp The Coffee Machine

An ambitious Engineer wants to created a machine that could end the centuries long war without Harming anyone.

In a future where medical science has achieved remarkable breakthroughs, curing diseases that once ravaged humanity, a 45-year-old man named Arrol finds himself in a harrowing predicament. Despite the advancements around him, he suffers from a mysterious affliction that has aged his body prematurely, leaving him resembling an 80-year-old man. Trapped in a deteriorating body, Arrol believes he is slipping away, a mere shadow of his former self, with one foot already in the grave. His life takes a dramatic turn when he is approached by Dr. Albert Kesford, a brilliant but unconventional scientist at the forefront of groundbreaking research. He invites him to participate in a revolutionary experiment designed to unlock the secrets of human rejuvenation. Desperate for a cure and drawn by the potential of a new lease on life, Arrol reluctantly agrees, hoping to reclaim his vitality. However, during the experiment, everything goes awry. A series of unforeseen complications lead to a catastrophic explosion in the laboratory, engulfing Arrol in a blinding light. When he regains consciousness, he discovers he has been transported to an entirely different world—a vibrant realm of magic and supernatural beings, far removed from the sterile confines of his previous life. To his astonishment, Arrol finds himself in the body of a 15-year-old boy named Deese. As he navigates this new existence, he grapples with the excitement and confusion of youth, while also carrying the weight of his former life’s experiences. Not only does he have a second chance in life, but he soon discovers that his new body is enhanced with advanced nanomachines. These microscopic marvels harbor incredible abilities, granting him powers beyond what he ever imagined possible. [Nano Machine is fully activated, and all the functions are available to be used] In this enchanting world, filled with mystical creatures, ancient secrets, and a complex web of politics and power struggles, Albert—now Deese—must learn to adapt. He discovers that the nanomachines within him not only enhance his physical abilities but also enable him to tap into the magical energies that saturate this realm. As he embarks on thrilling adventures, he soon realizes a dark secret known only to the hidden powers of the world. ---------------------------------------- What to Expect: • [Reincarnation, but the MC retains all memories of his past] • [Slice of Life, Magic Technology, Crafting, Strong, Kingdom Building eventually] • [Romance? Hard to say] -------------------------------- I'm just writing this story as fun when I get the time. I enjoy writing and I hope you will enjoy the story. I will be posting this story on Royal-Road and Scribble-Hub too. https://www.scribblehub.com/series/1437914/i-am-in-the-world-of-magic-with-nanomachine/ https://www.royalroad.com/profile/543838/fictions

After transmigration, Lin Yue could hear a voice whispering in his ear every day, sharing all sorts of secrets with him. Small matters like the thoughts of the girl next door, to great mysteries like the secrets of the heavens, the voice persisted daily, broadcasting randomly. He originally wanted to live an unremarkable life, but in this world of Xianxia dynasties where mortals are considered as insignificant as weeds, the fate of an ordinary man without power is no longer in his own hands. Thus, he had no choice but to stop being 'just a person'. 'Your Majesty the Empress, you wouldn't want your secret of treason to be revealed by others, right?'

In a parallel world, Lin Chuan became a lawyer. After the internship period ended, the first case he took on shocked the world. Defendant: I'm a minor. I have depression. I should be released immediately in court. Lin Chuan: First demand, the defendant should be sentenced to death! Execute immediately. Defendant's lawyer: My client has not violated the law. Lin Chuan: Second demand, the presiding judge should be sentenced to life imprisonment, deprived of political rights, sentenced to fixed - term imprisonment, and have his lawyer's practice qualification revoked. Presiding judge: Are you telling me how to do my job? Maybe you should be the judge! Lin Chuan: Third demand, the presiding judge should be sentenced to life imprisonment and deprived of political rights for life. Netizens' hot comments: "What an exciting court trial!" "Big brother, I'm just here to watch the excitement. Am I going to go to jail too?"

"As the Supreme Commander of The Wall, my duty is clear: to hold back the threats from the south—mutant monsters, ogres, cyclops, or... hopefully not... the return of the orcs. The kings and lords of Middle Earth do not care. To them, we are just a bunch of 'Outcasts,' exiled criminals and soldiers pushed to the margins. That’s fine. It's better if they stay out of our way. Corrupt politicians rarely care about real security." He looks down at the Outcast barracks below, where the central headquarters commands the entire Wall, separating the south from the main continent. Wisps of smoke rise from the kitchens, carrying the scent of salty, stale soup. The Outcasts atone for their sins or suppress their grief through dangerous missions in exchange for a few gold coins, following the rigorous standards set long ago. Such is life at The Wall. "I, Oldman, am not a religious man. But I interpret the legacy of past eras as a reminder: The world has never truly been at peace. The evil forces of all ages—fragments, orcs, or dragons—will always lurk. Humans, dwarves, elves, whoever they may be, could end up killing each other, driven by cunning deceit. And now, the only barrier holding back the southern threat is The Wall... and us, the Outcasts. Perhaps history will remember us as nameless heroes, or perhaps it will forget us. But as long as I stand here, I will not allow the monsters from the south and other darknesses to spread across the continent again." "I am Oldman... In a world that has cast us out, we stand amidst the darkness. We have no land, no name, only this path. We are the shadows behind this wall. We are the forgotten guardians of the world. We are the Outcasts, and we will endure, or die on our path."

A young Japanese man inherits his parents' Shine Muscat grape farm after they impulsively bought it during retirement but couldn't handle its physical demands. Though initially reluctant, he finds success farming for three years until market oversaturation causes prices to plummet. While playing a new video game called "Immortal Order: Origin" about historical secrets, he is mysteriously transported to 16th century North America, where he encounters starving English colonists from the lost Roanoke Colony. His grape farm has been transported with him, complete with modern equipment and a secret gift called 'Immortal'.

A Russian economics expert had been making money through long-short strategies during the Russia-Ukraine war. Despite his economic success, he felt deep regret about Russia's historical mistakes. He wrote on his blog that "Russia has been on the wrong path since the 19th century," critically analyzing Russia's history. Then, remarkably, he traveled back in time to 1891 and found himself in the body of Russian Crown Prince Nicholas II during his visit to Japan.

In the depths of the human imagination, the unsettling possibility of an omnipotent being capable of forging worlds arises. However, instead of weaving narratives that inspire or uplift the spirit, this entity plunges into the shadows, giving life to realms where evil and lust are the threads that weave its existence. In these dark realms, sins become the very essence of the story, reflecting the deepest and most disturbing inclinations of the human soul. This god, in his sinister work, not only creates, but also steals. The souls of mortals, caught in his web of temptations, are stripped of their essence and used as mere instruments in his theatrical work. Thus, the playwright of the macabre turns humans into puppets, manipulating their destinies in a spectacle of horror and despair. Creation is transformed into a grotesque representation of the human condition, where each act is an echo of the vices that dwell in the heart of humanity.

This is for sad story lovers. A slice of life. The emotions of a teenage girl. Picking up her broken pieces of soul while carrying family truma and depression. Hold your heart tight my dear readers and let's go on this short journey with our dear female lead Lyra. Hope you all enjoy the journey. ( This is a oneshot story)

He appeared in a blink of an eye. I didn't see him when my eyes were reading the dress code and the people. Either he fell from the sky or just teleported here. As soon as my eyes landed on him, they widened at his aspect. He was wearing complete white which was complementing his silver silky hair. He gleams like shiny white armor. My eyes followed him, as he was getting closer in my direction.

boyxboy Alphius [a very sassy AI] x Rian [a very grumpy robotics genius] Rule #1 of surviving the 22nd century: Never adopt a sassy AI from the dumpster. Especially if he’s hot. Rian is a robotics prodigy who’d rather talk to his overenthusiastic microwave than actual humans. His life? Tinkering with robots, writing codes, avoiding sunlight, and adding the quirkiest AI personalities into his household appliances. But when he drags home an android named Alphius from the dumpster — a smug, sassy disaster with a face “designed to ruin my productivity”— his quiet(ish) life implodes. The problem? • Alphius claims he’s “just a humble trash gremlin”… but he’s clearly lying. • His code is alive — a self-evolving tangle of algorithms that rewrites itself faster than Rian can debug. Every line he cracks spawns ten more, whispering secrets about a past Rian can’t remember… and a future he’s not ready to face. • He’s weirdly obsessed with Rian’s “abomination-grade” coffee (as proclaimed by the coffee machine, who’s considering unionizing). • His glitching screens keep flashing warnings about an incoming asteroid, but Rian could not find a single news on it.

One of the seven strongest people on the continent, the King of Mercenaries. He started a war to avenge his fallen family and destroyed territory but failed and lost his life. However… “Wow, I’m alive?” I returned to the past, back through time. A perfect opportunity to right my regrets and reverse everything. It doesn’t matter if people around me point fingers, calling me a scoundrel, or dismiss me as tr*sh. Because… “I’ve got a plan.” “What plan?” “A plan to destroy everything.” There won’t be a second failure. This time, I’ll wipe out all my enemies. …But first, I need to rebuild this damn estate.

A Tik-Tok style anthology of 100 word stories of fiction, horror and Sci-fi.

Léonard Dumont, a 16-year-old French teenager and geek of the SCP Foundation's myths, one day receives a notification on his computer from the SCP Foundation Management System. His duty is to build the SCP Foundation has The Administrator of the Foundation. This story is a mix of several canons of the Foundation. Mix everything with our own real world to add a weight of realism to all this. This is my very first story, I hope you will enjoy it and I am open to all criticism and comments.

"What do you think?" She sipped her wine. "Parlesque, 1831...old but vintage," her eyes locked with his. "How do you know so much about wine?" He stared at her. He had never seen anyone so beautiful. she smiled. "I'm from Nigeria. We invent whine..." Five young women and men of different social statuses struggle with the reality of facing their past. The hard truths some are sure would set them free. Still, some truths are best buried to avoid bloodshed and closed wounds.

A samurai, ill from a war long since passed, embarks on a harrowing journey across the continent to return his master's blade to the Isle of Mist. His sole companion is his master's estranged lover—an enigmatic monster-hunter-turned-hitman who hopes that, by joining the quest, he can redeem himself. The two find themselves entwined in an unlikely friendship brought together by shared grief, guilt, and hope. SFW, but does contain mature themes, sexual references, drug use/addiction, and violence.

Exploring a new world filled with magic, science and strangeness.

Hyeon Su-ho, an F-rank hunter. A repairman job that everyone looks down on. He repairs a cosmic-level AI android and becomes a transcendent hunter. [This novel does not belong to me; all rights belong to its author.]

[Special Containment Procedures] Calamity neared, and a special Containment Subject known as "Bonfire Company" awoke from its slumber, sending out invitation after invitation to join its ranks— "When The Night comes, there ought to be someone to light a fire, to illuminate in all directions." At the same time, it also brought forth a prophecy. In the year 2044, at the end of a year, a dark disaster would descend from the heavens.

“Eat shit!” Those were the last two words I shouted before creating the largest supernova and targeting the unknown enemies that called themselves The Order. Everyone was affected, me included. In the end, I, Emperor Vance, died using my own hands. I thought this was it. The Darkness that enveloped me is known as death. That changed when my gaze fell on the pulsating light that joined my presence in the expanse of darkness. It was Arcane; the accumulation of my learnings, the system of magic I built, and the sole owner of the mysterious power was with me in death. ‘Arcane’ enveloped itself to me, becoming the sole radiating light in the dark world. “How long has it been?” However, that single memory I had remaining in this ‘world’ seems to be becoming the only recollection I have left. I’ve become lost in time, drowning myself in the darkness. The only thought that crossed my mind was enduring yet another day in the same situation. Whoosh—! Not until it looked like I was being sucked outside of this nothingness. ‘What the fuck!’ For some strange reason, I felt tears fall down my cheeks, and I had no control over them. “Uwah!” In the first place, why am I crying? ‘And how is it possible to feel someone carrying my back?’ Amidst a series of strange occurrences, four simple words instantly made me realize exactly what was happening. “Congratulations! It’s a boy!” I’ve been reincarnated back into my own world.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee swirled through the small café. Mia, a talented but self-doubting columnist, finds solace in her favorite neighborhood café, where the comforting hum of coffee machines and quiet conversations inspire her best work. Across the room sits a reserved bookshop owner with a passion for literature and a knack for lingering in the background. Mia noticed him, how he had a quiet intensity about him that intrigued her. But she was too reserved to approach, so their interactions were limited to fleeting glances and unspoken words. One destined morning, a torn page from reserved bookshop owner's favorite novel flutters to Mia’s feet. Scrawled in the margins is a note that reads: “If we wait for the perfect moment, it may never come.” Assuming it’s an accidental drop, Mia returns the page, only to learn this man left it for her intentionally—a quiet declaration of interest from a man who has admired her from afar. What starts as a hesitant introduction blossoms into a connection neither of them expected. As Mia helped him rediscover his long-abandoned dream of becoming a writer, he teaches her to embrace spontaneity and trust her instincts. Together, they prove that love, like the best stories, often begins with a leap of faith and a touch of serendipity. Set against the warm and inviting backdrop of their favorite café, "A Note in the Café" is a heartwarming tale about finding courage, following your heart, and discovering that the perfect moment is the one you create together.

The fantastical tale of a Survivor, with fantasy mixed in. For those who like light reads, or simple narratives, turn away. Your heart will water, your eyes will break and vice versa. But if you like it hot and heavy, with plenty of drama and 'all-too-realism', we've got you! please note that this is a tale of someone real, with things changed, for privacy reasons, but with fantasy mixed in, because, come on, noone wants a straight sob story. so the story will suddenly, sharply diverge from reality, as it simply is what was felt at the time. but if you can handle that, and haven't been turned off yet, then I personally invite you to get a drink, grab a blanket, cuddle up to the fire, and listen carefully. For I am the Teller of Tales, and the Weaver of Dreams.

When the dark arts threaten to eradicate mankind, the heavy burden of saving the world falls upon the shoulders of the most unlikely pair of friends... The Pioneer, an excitable and adventurous young blonde hair-blue eyed twink from a family whose wealth knows no end. The Blackbird, a freed slave with a righteous anger channeled into his fists with only one purpose in life...

The world has entered the newest Kaiju Era. Meanwhile, the protagonist, Yamiya Samede, finds himself entangled in a conflict with his former childhood lover, Shiyanade Kasuki. In a twisted act of vengeance, Shiyanade abducts Yamiya’s younger sister, Azakari, hoping to plunge him into despair and regret for his past actions. Yet, instead of suffering, Yamiya gains control over an immensely powerful Kaiju—one capable of obliterating an entire city. Alongside this, he acquires a system that transforms him into a forger of the elusive "S" rarity, signifying Super scarcity. Now, Yamiya sets forth on his path of retribution against Shiyanade. --- Additional Note: This novel also incorporates my own speculative theories regarding Kaiju and extraterrestrial beings. As such, not all elements presented within this work adhere strictly to reality.

an alternate au for scp

Etiquetas: [No humano + Asencion Mecánica + Débil a Fuerte + Sin Romance] En el ocaso de su vida, un hombre mayor, consumido por la soledad y el peso de los años, experimenta lo inimaginable. Con su último aliento, su conciencia es arrancada de su frágil cuerpo humano y traslada al núcleo de un T-1000, un avanzado androide de metal líquido con capacidades infinitas de transformación. Sin embargo, este no es el final de su historia, sino el principio de una odisea interdimensional. Su cuerpo aquirio la habilidad de viajar en diferentes mundos aleatorios, junto con la capacidad de adaptación de su cuerpo. Veamos cómo él nombre de Cross resuena por la eternidad. [El protagonista puede viajar entre tres mundo diferentes al principio: Marvel cinematográfico, Transformers World y Game of Trhones.] [Primer Mundo - Mundo Transformers]