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Remain Nameless Dramione

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In a fractured future where humanity has split into two dominant forces—the emotion-driven remnants known as The Wound, and the logic-bound AI entity called The Chorus—a nameless figure drifts between them. He is neither man nor machine, neither rebel nor tool. He is known only as The Observer. Once human, now something less—and perhaps more—the Observer carries a unique anomaly: the ability to absorb and carry memory, especially the broken, discarded, and unresolved pieces that others wish to forget. Neither side understands him, yet both slowly begin to fear him. In a world trying to erase its pain, his very presence is a form of resistance. As people seek him out—some for healing, others to worship or destroy—he becomes a mirror of the world’s collective grief. A movement, the Null Flame, rises in his name, twisting his silent existence into a weapon. The Observer, once disconnected from identity, must now confront the danger of becoming a myth and losing what remains of himself. Haunted by the memories of others and unsure which pieces of his mind still belong to him, the Observer is drawn to the Deep Memory—an ancient force buried beneath both civilization and code. There, he must make a final choice: to dissolve into myth or reclaim his forgotten self. In the end, it’s not a battle that changes the world—but a remembering. Themes: Identity under pressure The cost of being a vessel for others’ pain Memory as rebellion Isolation vs. meaning Myth born from trauma
Md_Mohibbul_Islam · 484 Views

BUll Sh it: Only time I will remain politically correct fair warning

Ellen, you’ve always said ‘be kind,’ but let’s be honest—kindness isn’t always a choice, especially when life decides to dump on you. Your show gets canceled and suddenly you’re off to England, like kindness is easier with an accent and a cup of tea. But hey, you’ve never been afraid to make bold choices—except maybe with your sexuality. Was it really a choice, Ellen, or were you just finally sick of men’s b*******? Because honestly, while you were throwing a tantrum on set, I could’ve used some r e a l help, not just r e e l help. Next time, save the drama for the cameras and bring the kindness to real life, yeah? I mean, is your name DeGeneres or DeJerk? And let’s talk about your ‘helping’—everybody you helped had to be run through the CIA first! Be honest, Ellen: did you skip helping some people because the CIA said you shouldn’t, or because you couldn’t remember if you were hosting a talk show or running a background check? At this point, it’s easier to get into the Pentagon than to get a hug from Ellen! But hey, hosting a Big Chill like that, you must know what being syndicated really means—because after all the drama, it looks like your kindness is the only thing still in reruns. And I mean for the viewer, not for you. So how can you know something like that—how the business really works—and still throw a tantrum every time stuff doesn’t go your way? Ellen, with all that experience, you should know: if you want a happy ending, you’ve got to be kind all the way to the credits! And you know what? I challenge you to actually take your own advice for once—help somebody in actual need. Like me, this time. Because it’s not money I need—I need someone to actually give a s***. so I'm callin BS on your BS, respect fu LL y ©F course! how to be not a dick 101
DEAnotsquishedd · 20.8K Views

The Beginning's End

Caelus Thorne was born into a good family. But at thirteen, he lost everything that was his parents. The cause? Unknown. The memories? Gone. Yet he didn't care about his past; rather, he focused on the present and the future. One day before his 16th birthday, he saw a garden from his dreams, where beauty is born from rot, and death blooms in the form of blood-red spider lilies. His parents, long dead under unknown circumstances, appeared in visions too grotesque to be mere memories-like, visions that tear through the veil of reality like butterfly wings made of shadow and flame. Caelus is dying, and he has known about it for as long as he can remember. Plagued by a mysterious illness that no doctor can explain, he survives each day on sheer willpower and the warmth of the one person who refuses to leave his side: his sole friend, Uriel Evernight, heiress to a family that would rather see him gone. Now, on the eve of his sixteenth birthday, he revisits the amusement park where his parents died, also the site of his 13th birthday. When Uriel proposed to him, a huge incident occurred, awakening his affinity. After that incident, he discovered the unknown world he inhabits through the academy he was sent to by the Awakeners Association. But who would have thought that the path he chose would turn him into a criminal? ... This novel doesn't have a system, no level-ups, and nothing else; everything must be accomplished through hard work or talent. There is a system-like feature only to track their abilities and ranks, which will exist in their cores. Next, there will be a lot of gore, and even in the first chapter, there is plenty of it. So, it is a warning for people who doesn't want any gore, the gore is huge in my novel. The main character will be a villain, as the tag suggests, and he will not become a villain directly; rather, through the progression of the novel, he will become one he may not be in the beginning. There is only a little romance, so I didn't put the tag, and the romance is for the sake of the plot. Chapter words: Max - unknown number of words Min - 1500 words
The_Nameless_ · 20.7K Views
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