Demetori The Harm Of Coming Into Existence

"You think you have me cornered?! What does it equate to if the ground beneath your feet isn't even yours!" The maddening cackle of a psychopath echoed, the sky itself turning into pure darkness. The sun snuffed out like a candle as a dark and eerie grin replaced it. Pitch white stars for eyes, a hazy devilish grin that covered the entire firmament as the world was drowned into a hell scape in a second. As for the cause, he remained unfazed by it all, to him nothing more than a game as he lay waste to dimensions and realities alike.

Miyoshi and Kanda are two brothers from Hong Kong who survived a tragic plane crash that claimed the lives of their parents. Left with their stepmother, their lives seemed ordinary, shaped by the complexities of growing up without their real mother and father. However, everything changed when a series of mysterious spiritual events began to unfold. As these strange occurrences escalated, the brothers were drawn into the presence of the Ultimate God, a powerful being who governs all souls. The brothers soon find out, They have no soul. and they're supposed to be dead???

Stories are supposed to obey rules. Seyra Ugochi broke them the moment she remembered her real name. Born inside a reality stitched by the Spiral Loom—a device that writes existence through belief—Seyra awakens to a terrifying truth: she was never meant to know she was fictional. Now hunted by forces that maintain narrative stability, she must navigate collapsing plotlines, forgotten realms, and sentient stories that refuse to stay dead. Alongside Inkari, a Loomwright sworn to balance chaos, and Kael, a betrayer bound to an unsent letter with teeth, Seyra journeys through a world where attention is survival, and memory is the sharpest weapon. But when the Loom begins dreaming of Laien—the woman erased by betrayal and silence—Seyra must decide: Will the past be rewritten? Or will the unwritten become real? What if a story remembered itself?

Ethan Millers was just an ordinary man with an ordinary job — until one unplanned act reset his karma to zero. In a universe built on balance, this was not a miracle... it was an error. Erased from the world, Ethan awakens in a place without time or space — the No-Where. With nothing but his thoughts, he spirals into madness, invention, and eventually, creation itself. He imagines powers, technologies, divine systems, and worlds beyond comprehension — until the void bends to his will. Now, known as Zane Creed, the strongest existence in the cosmos, he descends into a new world with overwhelming knowledge and unimaginable power. And what does he choose to do with it? Become a teacher. After all, what better way to reshape a world… than to teach it? _____________ Hey everyone! I'm just a rookie author, but I’m passionate about telling this story. Please support me with votes, comments, or collection.....it really means a lot! Let’s see where this wild journey goes together....

Throughout heaven and earth, I alone am powerful

When Kieran Vale boots up a dusty laptop during a routine cleanup, he expects dead pixels and old code. Instead, he finds something that should be impossible—a Bitcoin wallet from his teenage years holding exactly 1,000,000 BTC. It was a forgotten joke, a throwaway address. But now it's real. Untraceable. Untouched. As the balance becomes billions, Kieran doesn't celebrate—he locks his door and starts building a plan. But in a world that worships exposure, how long can a ghost keep a fortune without being seen? The money isn't the miracle. The silence is.

coming soon after I finish my current fanfic writing.

Tasked with aiding humanity, Caelus embarks on a journey to mend a Bleak near the borders of Kaido in the nation of Drevaloth—a land devoured by endless night. But as the shadows deepen, he discovers the truth: the Bleak isn't the only one disturbed. Across the fractured lands of Pheous, rifts between realms are unraveling—each one threatening to swallow nations whole. To subdue them, he must cross the dying world he once watched from above—and decide if humanity is still worth saving.

*"Awakened in a twisted world, he has no memory of his past. Pursued by darkness, haunted by unknown terrors. Can he uncover the truth before it's too late?"

The Voidlands is a mythic, poetic odyssey set after the fall of all known creation. In the wake of Earth’s collapse and the unraveling of the stars, only a single island remains — floating in a weightless sky where time has shattered and memory falters. Two cosmic beings linger in silence. The Keeper, a radiant force of creation, dreams worlds into being but cannot finish them. She feels something is missing — a longing unspoken, a fear unnamed. Her every step brings forth beauty and wonder, yet she remains deeply alone, haunted by the ache of what could have been. The Severant, a solemn force of unmaking, walks in stillness and judgment. He was once a guardian, perhaps a god, now reduced to the last witness of a lawless void. He craves order, seeks purpose, and wishes to rule — yet no one remains to follow, no one to judge. He watches the Keeper from afar with quiet sorrow… and unknowing love. Between them, the island persists: a surreal haven carved from forgotten dreams, both nursery and tomb. And in the heart of it stands the Temple, sealed and ancient, hiding the truths they no longer remember. They orbit each other like dead stars, drawn by yearning and repelled by fear. Creation and destruction. Light and silence. A forgotten past… and the fragile hint of a future. But something stirs. And in a place where nothing remains, something new might yet be born.

after death the whole story begins - founding powers - big dreams - choosing the wrong path for right - love by public - end of crime and humanity (almost) - a bad decision - end

[WSA 2025 Entry!] Aryan thought it was just another regular morning. A commute. A routine. Nothing out of the ordinary. Until everything broke. One moment he was riding to work. The next, he found himself running in the middle of a twisted forest, disoriented, alone... and gripping a sword he didn’t remember picking up. This is no dream. This is Battleworld—a cursed, ever-shifting realm where survival feels like war and trust can kill you faster than a blade. The ground groans with secrets. The air hums with whispers that burrow into your thoughts. And nothing stays still—not the land, not the rules, not even your own memories. As the curse tightens its grip and strange forces close in, Aryan is forced to confront not just the dangers around him, but the darkness rising inside. The lines between friend and enemy, reality and illusion, are thinning. In Battleworld, you're either the predator—or the next sacrifice. --- PS: Synopsis is deceiving

Everyone has a specialty, a specialty power. You could do alot with it, from killing to saving. Especially when, hidden away from the public, strange, unexplainable events are happening inside the kingdom you reside in. The academy teaching you to use your abilities. Otherwise know as the academy of life and death. sorry for fast moving chapters at the start. I was excited to advance the story.

A intense short story with humour, all the elements will be there like in the real story but not a part of the main story

Raj, a boy of sweet 17 was ambitious to become a pilot (a country's military might). with the help of MR. Zeelion zygod(his teacher) and his friends John and Hudy, become pilots and venture into the seas. But reality led them to disbelief as they had found their true identity. That is a secret for now. That truth changed everything in their life and made them think they had a meaningless existence.

The world government is a corrupted organization, they're selfish, cruel, and apathetic. People are dying, tortured, and enslaved. This world is set to the modern era, though their knowledge doesn't exist, they don't know Science, they don't know Math; no knowledge. It is believed that there is a library, locked with “energia”—nobody knows. One day, a village was shook by a loud scream—it was an old man, and this old man is the contributor, the most intelligent in their region. “Find my green book..” he announced, mentioning that his prophecies were true.

It all began in the grim aftermath of a devastating mech war on the desolate planet Virelia-7. The battlefield stretches endlessly beneath twin suns, littered with the ruined remains of massive mechanical titans and fallen warriors. Amid this vast graveyard of steel and death, a lone 15-year-old boy awakens—injured, disoriented, and alone. His body is battered, his clothes tattered, and his memory is gone. He doesn’t know his name, where he came from, or what side he fought for. All he remembers is the sky. Around him, war machines lie shattered, their pilots still strapped in their death positions. Clan insignias—the lion’s head torn in half and the twin-bladed wing—decorate broken steel, but they mean nothing to him. He wanders the wreckage in confusion, haunted by the stillness of it all, until hunger drives him into action. Strange scavenger creatures called Black Ravines pick at the corpses. Birdlike in shape but entirely alien, with bone-hooked limbs and oily feathers, they feast on the dead without fear. Desperate, the boy tries to hunt one but fails. On instinct, he plays dead, and when one comes close, he kills it with a shard of mech metal and devours it raw, choking through nausea to survive. Unbeknownst to him, his mind is fractured into three entities:1) The Amnesiac Self – the current version of him, living moment to moment on raw survival instinct. 2) The Aggressive Voice – violent, impulsive, and bloodthirsty. It tempts him to surrender control for power. 3) The Calculative Voice – cold, brilliant, and tactical. It watches from within, feeding him strategic thoughts and survival data when he’s close to death.

In the ruins of a dying Earth, fate delivers one last mercy. When nuclear fire consumes the planet in 2026 — the final spark lit by a decades-long feud between Israel and Iran — five university friends perish in the heart of the collapse. But death is not the end. Watched by the celestial Judge of Earth, their souls are chosen not for their power, but for the intensity of their bond and the rare potential sleeping within. Among them is Aeon, a quiet dreamer once obsessed with philosophy and paradox, now reborn in a cultivation world where existence itself bends to the will of those who understand it. Gifted with the Eyes of Existence, Aeon awakens with fractured memories, a thirst for truth, and a Dao unlike any the realms have ever seen — one that does not dominate or destroy, but perceives, weaves, and transcends. As Aeon struggles to grasp the laws of reality, illusion, and time itself, he is drawn into sects, rivalries, and ancient legacies shaped by power, merit, and manipulation. But the greatest battles are not fought with swords or spells — they are the quiet confrontations between fate and self, between what is real and what is believed. Across the stars, the other four survivors walk their own paths: the silent rune-scarred cook, the silver-eyed tactician of arrays, the passionate soul of nourishment and fire, and the steadfast cultivator of justice. Separated by realms, but bound by soul, they will rise together — or fall to the eternal tide. Dao of Existence is a cultivation epic of cosmic scale and introspective depth — a tale of rebirth, memory, and the long journey to understand not just power… …but what it means to be.

A story about a young female adult who slowly comes to terms with their aromanticism.

Two worlds, two perspectives, two lives mending with each other. How will things end up at the end of their life? Will someone realize it was a separate mind in one body? How is it possible? Will a scientific explanation or a mathematical equation explain this phenomenon?

--- : A War Beyond Meaning Before Reality had a name. Before even Time dared to move forward— There was only Somewhere. A realm beyond comprehension, vast and alien to all things. In this incomprehensible void, a cosmic war raged between two forces: Existence:NOTHINGNESS and the Unknown. This was no ordinary battle. It defied logic, defied order, defied even the laws of contradiction. Blows were struck not with weapons, but with meanings. Each side, infinite and paradoxical, tore at each other with everything they were. And at its climax, something happened. They broke each other. Both wounded beyond repair, Existence:NOTHINGNESS and the Unknown collapsed. The war paused—not ended, merely delayed. It would return, someday, when the stars were right and the cosmos once again stirred with dread anticipation. Until then… EXIN, the embodiment of Existence:NOTHINGNESS, must recover. He must prepare. Before his wounds drag him into dormancy, before he is lost to timeless sleep—he must arrange something. But what? Even the author does not know yet. And that is why you must keep reading. --- Edited with chatgpt

The story follows a young boy named Aeric Rifold and his journey to learn more about the multiverse and to take revenge .....

Aeris Varn is marked by Kaelion, a forgotten god of human potential, after a series of mysterious dreams. Leaving his village of Olyn, Aeris travels to the kingdom's capital and enrolls in the prestigious Academy of Flame and Thought. There, he uncovers hidden powers within himself and learns of the Ashbound, a forgotten order that once served Kaelion. As his abilities grow, Aeris finds himself caught between secret factions and the gods' forgotten past. With the Order of the Threaded Flame hunting those who bear Kaelion’s mark, Aeris must navigate divine mysteries, hidden alliances, and his own destiny to uncover the truth of his power—and the potential that lies within him.

I never mattered. Magicless. Worthless. A commoner at the bottom of the barrel, forced to grovel just to stay alive in a world ruled by mana and bloodlines. I polished their boots, swallowed my pride, and obeyed every command like a loyal dog—because all I wanted was to survive. But survival wasn't enough for them. They took everything. My dignity. My hope. My life. Betrayed by the woman I loved—her dagger was the last thing I felt before darkness claimed me, and laughter echoed around my dying body. But death wasn't the end. An unknown entity offered me a deal—and I took it without hesitation. Now, I’ve regressed to the past, armed with an SSS-Class Grimoire, and a fire in my soul that no magic can extinguish. This time, I won’t grovel. I won’t beg. I will make them fall. They’ll scream. They’ll run. They’ll wish for death—and I’ll be there to watch, unblinking, unmerciful. And once their ashes scatter in the wind, I’ll rise—beyond vengeance, beyond power—to claim my destiny as: The Sorcerer King. You want to see how far a broken man can go when given a second chance? Come closer. The adventure is just beginning.

After millennia of waiting, their tongues had yearned for the flavour of earth. Hymns from the dark ages and stories about the gods have clambered into the twenty-first century. The plains were inhabited by gods and the paranormal long before light touched the earth. Stories of power and mountains were created as their limbs dragged across the terrain. Like a virus on a canvas, their fear spread throughout society. However, all stories. Must come to an end. Humans forgot, the gods aged, and time went by. Their stories were eventually recited by midwives to frighten children; their voices had reverberated into the void that had swallowed them up. The years went by like brushstrokes. Humanity had reached its pinnacle, or so they believed. One fateful day, the gods made their way back to the twenty-first century. The rich, opiate-like smell of blood and fear filled their nostrils. Like seeds of evil, they were sprayed out of the abyss that had swallowed them. It was on this day that people saw the tales they believed their grandparents had scattered. However, there were also people like Shinjiro Yurei among the terror. Who had nothing to lose. It is the laws of fate that create stories. Follow Shinjiro as he travels to the abyss they refer to as "The Neverwhere," a story about a boy who has a promise. Will he be able to bring his sister back to life and fulfil a long-forgotten promise, or will he fall apart and disappear like historical dust?