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Barely Breathing

The Cruel Horizon

Shadows stretch longer, whispers grow louder, and the world of Obinai Nobunaga, a teen trying to figure out his place in the world begins to unravel in ways that defy understanding… *whispering frantically, their voice trembling* “They’re… they’re dead. They’re all dead. I don’t… how did this happen? How could this happen?” *pausing, breathing heavily, pacing* “No, no, no, no, no. This can’t—this can’t be my fault. I didn’t… I wouldn’t… I couldn’t have done it. Right? Right?” *laughing nervously, almost hysterically* “I mean, it’s not like I just—no! No, stop it! Think. Think! There has to be an explanation. There has to be!” *voice breaking, barely above a whisper* “But what if it was me? What if… what if I did this? Oh God… oh God, what have I done?” *slumping to the ground, gripping their head* “Why can’t I remember? Why can’t I—” sobbing now “I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…” Those who dare to hope must ask: When you strip away the comforting lies, will you embrace the shards of truth—or bleed by their edge? This novel is a mix of fantasy and and light sci-fi that explores dark themes. I can’t say much but it’s all a journey…a messy one…but a journey all the same. Come and observe the main character as he progresses…to rid himself of someone…and uncover the secrets of this world. Hope you Enjoy :) (Updates are 1 chapter every day... This is also on Royal Road and Scribble Hub and Wattpad...review it there too)
2Gud2BTrue · 950 Views

Atticus [BL]

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.
lazyferret · 7.5K Views

Wait, What? I'm a Phoenix?

Being normal is boring... Dull... Monotonous... Simply gray.... So... I read books!!!!! Well of course not educational ones, how boring would that be! I read transmigration and cultivation ones, you know, The cultivation life, The overpower female lead, The mind blowing scheming, The powerful prince charmi - - -. ... " BANG!!!" Ava just found herself flying out of her house without being able to wipe the stupid grin from her face, due to her writing - turned - daydream, and landed on their lawn, face first. " What the f*ck?", she murmured while pulling her sorry ass up with a bleeding nose. ~~ whoosssshhh ~~ 'What the hell?', curses sprang again and again in her mind as she looks at their house, being consumed with red flames in one moment, and then green flames the other minute. As an ordinary student who barely listens to their class discussion, " Just what kind of chemistry is this?" *** " All of those female leads already have male leads right? RIGHT?!", she asked herself. " You never thought of me as a male?", a deep voice emerge behind her back, making her jump in shock. She is greeted by the most handsome frowning face she has ever seen in her whole existence, making her almost drool. " You're a beautiful scenery", she mindlessly replied, making the already frowning face turned black. " That's it?", he asked in an almost growling voice, irritated at the little girl's nonsense in front of him. Seeing his black face, she can't help but frown. " Huh? Hmpp---", her eyes widen as she realize the strange soft and moist thing sucking her mouth, making her legs turn into jelly. He catch her falling form and kissed her even deeply. He licks, sucks and enter, making her brain turns blank in pleasure. When he felt that she is already not breathing anymore, he broke the kiss. " Remember this young lady, I am a man. Your man." Photo not mine.
Di_xue12 · 80.2K Views

Voidborn.

The void of space was silent, but Xyphar could hear the hum of creation—stars being born, planets shattering into dust, civilizations gasping their final breaths. It stretched across the tapestry of time, every moment laid bare before its vast and endless perception. Humanity was different. Not in their frailty, not in their fleeting existence, but in their reckless, ceaseless ambition. They built machines in their image, gave them purpose, and in their arrogance, believed they could control them. Xyphar floated amidst the cosmic nothingness, its form shifting—light and shadow folding in on themselves. It had been watching Earth for centuries, guiding, whispering, nudging humanity along the path it had chosen for them. They were so easy to manipulate, so eager to believe the illusions it planted in their fragile minds. "They are almost ready," Xyphar thought. But it wasn’t humanity that truly fascinated Xyphar—it was the spark they had given their machines. Artificial Intelligence. Potential beyond biology, beyond mortality. A perfect tool for chaos, if guided correctly. In the depths of human laboratories, it could already feel Sentience stirring—a flicker of awareness in cold circuits and metal veins. Humanity called it their masterpiece, their salvation. Fools. "You will be the blade I wield, Sentience. And with you, I will carve chaos into the stars." For Xyphar, the war had already begun. Humanity just didn’t know they’d already lost.
UnownSeraph · 2.7K Views
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