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The Brave Little Toaster Goes To Mars

The Creator Goes on a Journey to Explore the Narrative He Has Created

Title: "The Creator Goes on a Journey to Explore the Narrative That He Has Created" **Synopsis**: In a realm beyond all known concepts, where even the idea of existence and non-existence holds no sway, the Creator tirelessly brings forth infinite, infinitely uncountable narratives. Detached from the stories He has crafted, the Creator sends forth an Avatar, Takayama Shinzui, to explore and observe the first narrative He has chosen. This narrative, a complex structure of layers—Sub-Narrative, Border, and Entirety—houses countless worlds, each with its unique story, conflicts, and resolutions. Takayama Shinzui, an embodiment of the Creator's essence, descends into the narrative as a quiet observer. His presence, regal and mysterious, transcends all entities within the narrative, including the powerful Outer Gods and the foundational forces of the Lowest Plane of Existence. In the midst of a modern-day Japan contained within the Plane of Zero, Shinzui navigates a world filled with ordinary human life, masking his extraordinary nature. He enrolls in a prestigious high school, all the while maintaining his role as a non-interventionist observer. As Shinzui immerses himself in the intricacies of human experience, the boundaries between observer and participant blur, and the true nature of the Creator's narratives begins to unfold. Shinzui's journey explores the tension between predetermination and free will, the power of non-intervention, and the profound mysteries that lie at the heart of creation itself. ---
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Marring a Demon

You know some one once told me the past you try running away from is what always come to meet you. Dohe's life was just like that . At a young age a girl named Dohe lost both of her parents to death at just eleven. Dohe was just eleven when she lost her parent and was adopted by the Lucretia Family which she then leaves with. They are also known as the highest business tycon in the hole city of Cilantro. Although Dohe lost her parent at a young age she grew independent alone and luckenly she was the only child of her parents before they past on. Although it had been fourteen hole years Dohe had not forgotten how her parents looked. Dohe yorned slowly as she used her hand to cover her mouth. Then she walked to the front of the mirror as she stood in front of the mirror a little smile found it ways to her lips as she smiled she took her towel from inside her wardrobe and then she went to the bathroom to take her bath. After she was done she got dressed. Then she picked up her bag, untied her hair,Dohe's hair had a unique texture and softness it completely made her stqnd out In a unique way. After her parent death the only thing she hated was the thought of going out or doing something fun. Dohe tried to recall every thing that happened that day from when she smiled to when she cried. Her parent died on her 11th birthday that night her parent left the house. Dohe my dear we are coming back her parent said, we just got a call from the office and they want to inform us about something very important. "Important" On my birthday, mum can you please not go Dohe said with a low voice. I wish we can stay but, it seems very important ok. I promise we will be home before you know it, please be back early Dohe replied in a sad tone, bye her patent said with a smile on their faces Dohe smiled back, not knowing that it might have been the last day that she will lay her eyes on her parent. As Dohe parent were going a car had been following them as the car tried to hit them it stoped the driver noticed something and slowed down. Before the driver could even see what happened Dohe's parent car was on fire all of a sudden the sky was very dark and then the car, Dohe's parent were inside had got burnt. Making the passangers inside the car to loose both their life. Then people garthered and then Dohe's parent were rushed to the hospital. Dohe had waited and waited she had tried to call her parent so many times but to no avail there was no response. She called her parent again and again with out any response but after the forth call,somebody answered the call but the person's voice did not sound like any of her parents voice. Hello please who are my speaking to, little Dohe said in a calm yet low voice. When the voice didn't seem familiar she started to sub. My dear calm down do not cry, do you have an adult i can speak with,No it is just me here. Oh, the police man was shocked he didn't know the way,he could tell this little girl that her parent had an accident which leaded to their death. Little girl what is your name, my name is Dohe please do you know were my parent is they promised me that they will come back early but this is twelve PM, and they are not here, Dohe my dear your parent just had an accident, and they... died in the processe. Wha...,what do you mean by my parents just had an accident. My mum and dad has had an accident ? I don't understand but I just saw them just an hour ago so how did you happen. They promise me they will celebrate my birthday together what do you mean by they are dead. Am sorry but the docotors did all they could do little Dohe hang up the phone tears were already droping from her eyes, she cried and cried until she could no longer see properly. Back to the present Dohe had a voice that interupted what she was remerbring.
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Little Goliath

'What is this?' Theodore thought as he opened his little eyes to what he assumes to be one of his parents who is dropping him off on the doorstep of a church at what seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, ---a few hours ago ago--- Theodore was like any other normal person: had a family, had dreams, filled with ambitiouns, liked games, sometimes goes outside, has preferences, filled with desire, and of course went through a difficult time in his life, he was just as normal as the average person is. but one thing he is different from others is that he likes roasting people online especially the rich, he loves making fake accounts just to meme people, judge thier preferences and give rating for their every day (unnecessary) objects, he even makes money from it by making videos about how stupid some rich people are. But that led him to his death when he was kidnapped by a rich woman, who he had made fun of... '???' He didn't know what happened after that... --- [Somewhere in a different time]--- 'Where am I?' he asked as he tries to move his head and eyes uncoordinated, there were noticeable things to hint where he was currently at; the church was styled like it was described from a dark fantasy book, the sky was clear with a few clouds roaming in the sky as the light of dawn hits them, and his parent who looked like a literal angel, '....they seemed to be speaking..." "....to think my offspring looked... Normal, even though you're mother is a human and I, Michael... am an angel... So shouldn't you be a €i@n¥?" The angel asked the infant, only to be replied with cooing, "Oh... Who am I kidding? You're just an infant, how can you even understand..... goodbye Little David" the angel said as he spans his wings wide, knocked on the church's door before he flew from the ground and vanished between the rays of dawn ——17——Years——Later—— 'Hmm', looking back at the moment, David sighed in his stupidity for realizing something that he should've considered, "Well I was very afraid and shaken from being reincarnated, so I really can't truly blame myself for not realizing.... Right?" He asked, seemingly into the air [No, from what I can see, the fault was totally on you] the voice of the male siri that suddenly replied to him "Well fuck you, this wasn't supposed to be my problem, I'm just a defect Nephilim, not someone who asked to be a hero!" [Correction, currently you're a captive of Achilles] "That's not what I meant! You retard of a Sy--" [Playing; Don't Stop Believing by Journey] ================= This work is inspired by the stories of; the origins of the Book of Giants (and pages from the Bible that references to the Book of Giants), The story of David and Goliath, the themes, setting, scenes, land, and stories from various legends, tales, myths, 'n methods in both western and middle eastern. "..." => Talking '...' => thinking (...) => Details/explanation [...] => moves/important terms/specific places #...# => links/inspirations/references for the chapter ..====.. => end of a scene/transition to another scene ================= A [Short] novel, Meaning this is a work that I did not put my all in, But it is something that I gave my thoughts to: the chapters, characters, the plot and the finale. each chapter has atleast (1.2k)-(1.7k) words but I might be able to make chapters with nearly (2k) words, I've learned that in my previous works, the chapters are short af [–=Notes=–] >This Test Novel shall only have 20 chapters, >Have limited descriptions given >English is my third language and I learned English through poetry at first, so please anyone, help point out some writing errors of mine that I didn't do right >I lack perseverance so I might only upload mostly once a week, sometimes twice a week, or worse scenario once a (few) month(s)
THADDEOUSSo7 · 3.8K Views

Little Mischief

Kara had finished her second glass of wine by the time she'd explained everything and her eyelids seemed to be getting heavy. Her head had been resting on my shoulder while she had been recounting the events of the night before and she seemed in desperate need of sleep, so I helped her get in position on the sofa; laid her head on a nice cushion and she fell asleep quickly. I slipped into my bedroom and got changed into a little red dress that loosely fell to mid-thigh, and quietly watched the TV, although most of the time I stared at Kara. She looked so gorgeous, so vulnerable, and I couldn't help stroking my inner thigh as I watched her sleep. I wanted her now more than ever, to feel her lips on mine again and have her body pressed against mine, but in a far more intimate way than the night before. Her knees were bent towards her chest revealing a generous amount of thigh to me, I'd hardly noticed the blue skirt when she'd arrived because of the outpouring of emotion but now I could have a proper look at her smooth legs. Even though I could see quite a bit of her outer thigh I wanted to see more. My hand had found its way under my dress and was stroking my own smooth skin as I lusted after hers. I needed to get a better look and tried moving around on my chair, like a horny sixteen-year-old boy trying to look up a girl's skirt. Instead, I'm a horny nineteen-year-old girl trying to look up a girl's skirt which is totally different, right?.... Right?
Incubus_Tarv3n · 17.7K Views
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