Geometry

"The Nobody of Nowhere" emerged from that timeless space between existence and void, where consciousness confronts its own fragility. Five chapters written during those endless nights when the universe feels too vast and indifferent, when the walls close in and the silence becomes a living thing. In the gray fields and impossible geometries of this nowhere place, we follow a consciousness that has slipped between existence's cracks. Past the pretense of connection, past the hollow routines, past the point where loneliness transforms from an absence into a presence. It's about that ancient, nameless ache that sits in your chest at 3 AM, when you realize you're just one more person pretending to understand what it means to be alive. I wrote this during those stretches when time loses meaning, when days blur into nights and the face in the mirror becomes a stranger. When you realize that every generation before us probably felt this same weight, this same disconnection, this same sense of watching life happen from behind glass. It's not about hope, or meaning, or answers. It's about the space between being and unbeing, where the weight of consciousness becomes almost too heavy to bear. Where existence folds in on itself until even nothing feels like too much.

The whispers started with a murmur, a tremor that rippled through the astronomical community. On November 3rd, 2013, the sky wasn't just going to witness an eclipse; it was bracing itself for a phenomenon unlike any other. They called it the Hybrid Eclipse – a celestial dance so intricate, so precariously balanced, that its effects would shift depending on where you stood on Earth. In some parts of the world, the moon would become a perfect circle, a fiery ring against the sun's brilliance, in a breathtaking display known as an annular eclipse. But for others, the moon would take a bolder step, completely engulfing the sun, plunging the world into an inky blackness for a brief, awe-inspiring moment – a total eclipse. But the true spectacle, the one that sent shivers down the spines of seasoned astronomers, was the way the eclipse would morph. As the moon's shadow, a ghostly silhouette against the cosmic canvas, danced across the Earth's curved surface, the eclipse would transform. It would begin as an annular eclipse, then, in a breathtaking display of celestial geometry, morph into a total eclipse for a select few, before reverting back to its annular form. It was a celestial ballet, a breathtaking display of the universe's clockwork precision. However, what started as a marvel in the sky soon became a turning point in human history. The Hybrid Eclipse wasn't just a dance of light and shadow; it was a foreshadowing of change. The exact nature of that change? Well, that, my friend, is a story waiting to be unraveled. The Hybrid Eclipse had cemented its place in history, not just as a rare astronomical event, but as the day the world, as we knew it, began to shift.

In a hidden laboratory in Jakarta, Rizal, a talented young scientist, and his mentor, Professor Indri, work tirelessly to develop Prototype 01—a sophisticated machine believed to open a portal to the fourth dimension. Their experiments initially proceed smoothly until an unexpected energy surge triggers a series of strange and terrifying events. As Prototype 01 powers up, mysterious sinusoidal waves appear on the monitor, hinting at the existence of an unknown frequency. Professor Indri suspects these waves are related to the Kaluza-Klein hypothesis about extra dimensions. This theory posits the existence of an additional dimension curled around every point in our three-dimensional space-time. Driven by unyielding curiosity and excitement, they decide to send a modified drone into the newly opened portal. However, what they discover on the other side far surpasses their wildest imaginations. A surreal world of undefined colors and baffling geometry unfolds through the images transmitted by the drone from the fourth dimension. The tesseract, a four-dimensional object previously known only through computer simulations, now appears real and moves in ways that defy three-dimensional logic. Their excitement is short-lived, though. The drone's signal weakens and ultimately vanishes, coinciding with a surge of energy instability in the laboratory. Prototype 01 trembles violently, emitting a blinding white light, forcing Rizal and Professor Indri to confront forces they barely understand. In this critical situation, they find themselves caught in a vortex of energy, compelled to make quick decisions. Will they manage to harness the power of the fourth dimension, or will they fall victim to their own ambitions? "Fourth Dimension Portal: Mystery Behind the Waves" takes readers on a suspenseful journey across the boundaries of science and dimensions, exploring human curiosity about the universe and the hidden potentials within it.

At precisely 12:34 PM, they burst into existence, towering spires of impossible geometry that loomed over the cities and countryside alike. Some erupted from the depths of the ocean, their twisted spires reaching towards the surface like malevolent fingers. Others appeared in remote, isolated locations, as if they had always been there, lurking just beyond human perception. The towers were things of madness, things that defied human understanding. They were composed of materials that had no name, shaped in ways that could not exist in the natural world. Their corridors and chambers twisted and turned in ways that defied all logic, as if the very laws of physics had been twisted by some malevolent, unseen force. As the towers rose, the world fell into chaos. Governments and military forces around the globe mobilized in a desperate effort to understand and contain the inexplicable new arrivals, but their efforts were in vain. The towers remained inscrutable, immune to all human attempts to penetrate their dark secrets. And yet, there were those who could not resist the lure of the towers. Men and women of unshakeable will and unbreakable curiosity ventured forth, driven by an insatiable need to know. They came in search of riches and power, of forbidden knowledge and the ultimate thrill of exploration. Many never returned. Those who did emerge from the towers were forever changed, transformed in body and mind by the alien energies that pulsated within their walls.In time, the towers became the center of a new world, a world where strength and cunning reigned supreme. Guilds and factions sprang up, each vying for control of the towers and the secrets within. And always, beneath the surface, something ancient and terrible stirred, as if the towers were merely the first tendrils of some monstrous, unknowable force that sought to consume all of existence.

Set in the desolate and remote Antarctic wilderness, “The Abyss of the Pole” follows an international scientific expedition team, led by protagonist Jack Winter, as they embark on a secretive mission to investigate unusual signals coming from beneath the ice. The team, composed of experts in various fields such as archaeology, geology, and occult studies, initially believes they are uncovering traces of a long-lost prehistoric civilization. However, what they encounter beneath the frozen wasteland goes far beyond anything their scientific training could have prepared them for. After their helicopter crashes during an intense storm, Jack and his team find themselves stranded in the harsh, unforgiving cold of Antarctica. Struggling for survival, they attempt to salvage supplies from the wreckage and locate any remaining members of the team. Jack, alongside fellow survivor Sarah Foster, an expert in ancient cultures and esoteric knowledge, begins to notice strange occurrences in the environment—haunting visions, peculiar symbols carved into the ice, and the eerie sensation of being watched by an unseen force. As they venture deeper into the ice, the team uncovers the remains of an ancient and seemingly advanced civilization buried beneath the glacier. Their findings include cryptic stone structures, ominous relics, and symbols that eerily resemble those referenced in ancient occult texts. These relics, however, are not dormant. As the team disturbs the remains, they awaken a primordial force far older than humanity itself—one deeply tied to the Lovecraftian horrors of the Cthulhu Mythos. One by one, team members begin to succumb to madness, experiencing hallucinations and bizarre physical transformations. The boundaries between reality and nightmare blur as Jack begins to lose his grip on sanity. His journal entries, which serve as the narrative structure, become increasingly fragmented, chronicling his slow descent into paranoia and terror. Strange whispers fill the air, and Jack’s dreams are plagued by visions of cyclopean cities, non-Euclidean geometries, and grotesque, otherworldly beings. The farther they explore the hidden ice caves, the clearer it becomes that these beings are not simply dormant—they are waiting. Sarah’s deep understanding of ancient symbols hints at the presence of a sleeping entity, something akin to the mythological Great Old Ones. Jack comes to realize that their presence in Antarctica was no accident; they were drawn there by the cosmic forces lurking beneath the ice, manipulated into awakening an ancient horror that threatens not only their lives but also the fabric of reality itself. As the surviving members try to escape, they discover that the Antarctic landscape has been subtly and unnervingly altered. The ice shifts in unnatural patterns, and time itself seems to warp. The expedition’s path leads them to the heart of an ancient city submerged beneath miles of ice, where they confront the terrifying truth of their mission: the awakening of an unspeakable, godlike being that could bring about the end of humanity. In a climactic confrontation, Jack faces a choice: to sacrifice his remaining team and himself in an attempt to re-seal the ancient power or allow the entity to fully awaken and consume the world. However, the very act of opposing this cosmic force may cost him his sanity—or worse, his soul. The novel concludes on a disturbing and ambiguous note, leaving readers with an unsettling sense of uncertainty. Though Jack survives, the full extent of his mental and physical state is left unclear. His final journal entries suggest that the terror they faced in Antarctica may not be confined to that frozen continent alone. As the reader closes the book, the creeping suspicion remains: the cosmic horror still lurks beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment to emerge once more.

In the age of legends, no one was acknowledged as a mage without comprehending at least two baron's magic. Belial the king of fire, Azar the remembrance of winter, Kaesh the damnation of the world and Orpheus the prism of the soul. Four of them were the source of the ancient magic in the universe... About two thousand years ago, at the culmination of the Great Ocean War, two more appeared, called Black and White Regads. After the ascension, known as La Shiva and Al Candra. What was four became six and that completely altered the geometry of classical magic, as it is contemplated in the Treaty of the Gates... Lucius is twelve years old village boy, who tragically lost his family. Haunted by the dreadful memories of the past, the only thing that pushes him forward is his baby sister. They get separated in an orphanage where she is sold to a rich family. Lucius then, with his newly acquired friend Michael, decides to escape foster home and rescue his sister. Though events unfold drastically, suddenly the whole city is in a state of catastrophe, everything is engulfed in a fiery hellfire and dire creatures roam around terrorizing the townsfolk. In a world, where the old equilibrium is lost, unknown forces arise, now the only goal for youngsters is to self-preserve. As the journey for survival begins, along the way, they will have to master new skills, confront the enemies they never imagined before, even in their most bizarre dreams. And the most challenging part will remain to avoid losing themselves in the process. As there is a thin line between fighting the monsters and becoming the one yourself in the process...

"In the darkest recesses of existence, there lurk entities beyond human comprehension. Twisted, formless beings that defy understanding, their presence felt only through the whispers of madness they inspire. These eldritch abominations, born from the void, writhe and twist in unfathomable dimensions, their power seeping into our reality like a creeping, cosmic dread. Their realm is a twisted, ever-changing labyrinth, where impossible geometry and eerie, pulsing colors reign. Here, the laws of reality are but a distant memory, and the fabric of existence is twisted and distorted. Those who dare to glimpse these entities are forever changed, their minds shattered by the eldritch horrors that lurk beyond the veil of sanity..."

Certainly, her existence as the queen is grand in the numerical world. Where her mind unravels the arithmetic, her soul wanders around the decimals, and she interacts recklessly with geometry. Pi, roots, polynomials, trigonometry, and logarithms flirt with her fingertips. Xenthe Royce - who connects to the laptop, memorizes the machine code, explores various technologies, and learns from the electronic dictionary. Satisfaction in her heart and confidence in her eyes. Failure and Loser - such nonexistent words are not printed in her lexicon, and those words are disgraceful to her fame. What if those disgraceful words began to exist and go against her fame? Callum Malfoy - who began to exist as the tutor and proceeded ahead to discover the labyrinth of stormy nerd. He has an aura of mischievous sorcery and a passion to defy her non-existent words. He creates an abstract part of crimson dawn in her dusky heart. --- Will she ever accept his love like a bronze sunset? Read to find out! •••••••••••••••••••••••

We all know the meaning of parallel, it is always associated to parallel lines of geometry, which means parallel lines are lines in a plane which do not meet; that is, two lines in a plane that do not intersect or touch each other at any point are said to be parallel. But do you know that there is a Parallel Universe theory there is a concept that suggests that there could be other universes besides our own, where all the choices you made in this life played out in alternate realities. There is also a study about after you die you will be on the alternate world you used to live in. A sibling will be attached to this theory and will experience some unusual things that will make their world upside down and will bring chaos on the world they are currently living in. Will discuss the usual struggle of teenagers and how they will face reality to this world. Will their dreams do come true or will their dream bring them bad luck?

Time Traveller engages in a lively discussion with a group of individuals about the nature of dimensions, introducing the concept of the fourth dimension—Time. He challenges conventional ideas about geometry and argues that time is as real a dimension as length, breadth, and thickness. The Time Traveller shares his experiments and proposes the possibility of traveling through time using a machine he is developing. Skepticism and curiosity arise among the group as they contemplate the implications of time travel and the potential to explore historical and future events.

[Fake Noble + True Queen + Disguise + Heartthrob + Infrastructure + Self Growth] Lilith has transmigrated into another world, finding herself in the body of a lowly commoner who is pretending to be a noble lady to gain admission to a prestigious school. She is on the verge of being exposed, facing the scorn and ridicule of the entire school, and eventually being hanged in the marketplace. What does Lilith have to fear? Pretending to be a noble? Coming from the 21st century, she can pretend better than the real nobles! A noble lady tries to test her with expensive spices. Lilith takes one look and recognizes them as common seasoning in Western cuisine. As if she hasn't tasted them before! They say she can't do geometry because she's a commoner. Lilith smiles gently: Isn't it just trigonometry? She learned it in middle school! What? They say she's poor and penniless. She casually takes out an entire bolt of silk fabric to make pajamas and fills a box with silk handkerchiefs, using them one by one. They claim she's not a real noble without a fief? Ha, she earns money by day and cultivates land by night, attending school while farming. She has millions of square kilometers of fertile new land all to herself. She builds her own country and enfeoffs herself! Eventually, her old acquaintances expose her identity, and the church seeks to put her on trial, presenting evidence that she's not a noble—there’s no record of her ennoblement in the Kingdom of Mist. Lilith: A title? Sorry, she doesn’t have one because she is the King of the Kingdom of Mist! In the end, she abolishes the nobility, establishes a new nation, and becomes the deity in the hearts of millions of commoners. She grants them peace and prosperity, and they offer her loyalty and faith. She ultimately becomes a god through their belief!

Laeta Isogai and her mother moves to a small town in the middle of nowhere to inherit her aunt Himiko's house but the town itself holds more secrets than the Government itself. Her first day at Tsuki Academy is a strange one indeed for what normal school has classes like Advanced Stealth, Weaponry 101, Mana Uses, Mortal Combat, Self Defense and the Worst of All, Geometry. What mysterious things will she uncover and who is Ryonusuke Shiota?

Azathoth, Yog-Sothoth, The Dreamworld, The Ultimate Void, and even Outer Gods. This is a novel of Lovecraftian horror coming to life, tampering with humanity, forcing mankind to band together and fight back. __________________________________ “Mankind, we believe that we’re the only superior race in the vast cosmos of the never-ending infinity that we call the universe. We think that we are the only ones with free will and choice, but that is our arrogance speaking. We were foolish and ignorant creatures who only assumed that there was nothing beyond our planet called, earth. But there are watchers in the shadows, lurking behind the fabric of reality, outside of Euclidean geometry that we know and love. They look down upon us, akin to mankind Looking down upon insects. And now they decided to bring their amorphous bodies into the material world, invading our home. Yes, that’s right. Eldritch daemons from the vast reaches of the tenebrous void plagued our society with a cosmic disease, forcing us to suffer. There’s not one single soul on earth that hasn’t caught the disease known as Dreadbane; the most wicked and incurable infection that mankind has ever laid their eyes upon. The disease forces one’s soul and consciousness to separate from their physical body whenever one falls asleep. It is said that one’s soul is sent into a world of ideals, and this world is known as the dreamworld. Everyone and everything in this non-Euclidean world is nightmarish. There is no hope, there is no salvation, and there is no God but the daemons who brought us here. Sleep is an enemy, but without it, we cannot function and craft. We cannot learn and focus, and we cannot strive as the human race. In this dreamworld, we’re known as the Bloodscorned; hunters that banded together in order to fight back against the cosmic creatures who watch us in the abyss. But our fight won’t be easy, and our feelings of prevail are a possible illusion that these ichthyic daemons want us to experience. I am unsure if we have a chance at winning. Perhaps this may be the end of humanity, and we’re wasting our time fighting back in this gothic, cacodaemoniacal realm of nightmares. We humans are merely toiling all day among shadows and turmoil, our fight may be in vain, but we still try, however, hundreds have given up, and thousands have been driven to madness, relying on a quick death by taking their lives, though death doesn’t exist here. Merely taking your life won’t save you. Energy never dies, and energy is our soul. No matter if we kill ourselves, no matter if we pray to the God in the sky, no matter if we banded together and strive as people, we are bound here to suffer. Our greatest horrors are in this world. Mankind’s horrors are walking around with their grotesque appearances, ensuring our eternal torment. God help us all. Please, God! If you are out there, save us. We cannot do this without aid. Is our actions of rebellion futile? I have no clue what to do. I’m losing my mind! If you’re reading this, please, turn back, there is no hope, there is no religion here… only despair. Escape while you can, and don’t fall asleep.” ~ Sherlock Holmes _________________________________ If you love Lovecraftian, Cosmic Horror, Bloodborne, and other gothic horror, this is a novel for you to read. Warning: The novel may contain some harsh words and racism, as it takes place in the 1800’s.

Brunei “Bei” Nox, a (human/dark) eleven childe was reborn again to repay the accumulated karma of his previous two births. Reborn in modern day earth, before the world declared itself ready to communicate and trade with the rest of the cosmos by learning to harness the remnant souls on our planet, he must comprehend the sacred geometry of chance once more of he wishes to live rather than survive.