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Death at my door

Have you ever wondered what happens during death—or what lingers after it? I have. I saw it. I endured it. And it is a story I wish I could forget. Ann Jones lived an ordinary life, indistinguishable from millions of others, until the cruel hand of fate closed around her and shattered everything she knew. What followed was not a single death, but many—each one different, each one more horrific than the last. There are countless ways to die. Accidents, poison, drowning etc. Now imagine one person forced to experience all of them. Ann is trapped in a living hell no human should ever know. Every death strips away another piece of her sanity. Every rebirth drags her back into suffering she cannot escape. With each return, her hope erodes, replaced by a single desperate wish: for life to finally end. To Ann, she wonders what can end her suffering But when she is forced to relive the torment yet again, she begins to question the purpose behind her suffering. Why her? Why this endless cycle? And what unseen force stands at the door between life, death, and rebirth? “No… I don’t want rebirth,” Ann sobbed, clutching her head as her thoughts unraveled. “I just want it to be over. Once and for all. Why me? Why me?” As her sanity fractures, Ann must confront a terrifying truth: Rebirth is not a gift. It is the cruelest form of torture. Rebirth is good when you're able to change what pain you felt before but when rebirth increases the pain what's the point. And if she cannot change what happens at the door of death, she may never truly escape it. Genre: Thriller / MysteryTone: Dark, haunting, yet threaded with fragile hopeCore Themes: Survival, human experimentation, the meaning of death, the cost of rebirth
light_feathers · 2.5k Views

The Brocade-Clad Beast of the Forbidden City

Inside the red walls of the Forbidden City, the most dangerous predator isn't the Emperor's political rivals—it is the man who guards his bedroom door, a beast in silk robes waiting for the moon to bleed. The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival was supposed to be a celebration of celestial harmony in China. Instead, the Forbidden City was bathed in the copper scent of blood. Three high-ranking officials were found shredded within a locked treasury, their bodies bearing wounds that no human blade could inflict. Lin Xiyao, a physician ignored by her peers, is summoned to analyze the remains. Using her Heavenly Forensic extraction technique, she discovers a single, silver-white hair—a clue that leads directly to the Emperor’s most trusted shadow, Lu Yan, the Commander of the Jinyiwei. Lu Yan is a man of cold steel and lethal silence, but beneath his embroidered uniform beats the heart of a feral beast. He is the victim of a hereditary lunar curse, a secret that would lead to his execution if ever revealed. When he realizes the young physician has found his secret, he doesn't kill her. Instead, he traps her in a deadly pact: she must find a Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) cure for his transformation before the Blood Moon arrives, or they will both be devoured by the palace's shadows. As the investigation deepens, Xiyao uncovers a conspiracy involving forbidden alchemy and ancient folklore that threatens to topple the Ming Dynasty. In a world of incense and irony, Xiyao must navigate a path where the man she is falling for is the very monster she is hunting. Can a silver needle restrain the hunger of a wolf?
HaoooZhang · 6.4k Views

Eternal Mortality: The Fugue of Despair and Futility

A tormented man flees through a cosmic void, haunted by fractured reflections of himself and the crushing weight of existence. After enduring starvation, terror, and physical agony (including being flayed alive), he reaches the Cathedral of Cosmos – a realm of terrifying, incomprehensible divinity governed by the Indomitable Magistrate. The Magistrate, a being of chilling indifference and cruel mockery, confronts the man. He resurrects the man’s greatest pain: the memory of his wife and child, incinerated in war. A tormented man flees through a cosmic void, haunted by fractured reflections of himself and the crushing weight of existence. After enduring starvation, terror, and physical agony (including being flayed alive), he reaches the Cathedral of Cosmos – a realm of terrifying, incomprehensible divinity governed by the Indomitable Magistrate. The Magistrate, a being of chilling indifference and cruel mockery, confronts the man. He resurrects the man’s greatest pain: the memory of his wife and child, incinerated in war. Forced to relive this trauma, the man is then compelled by the Magistrate to ritually flay his resurrected wife using a "Bayesian Blade," transforming her suffering into a perverse sacrament called the "Liturgy of the Flayed." Her final words affirm eternal hatred born of suffering. When the man attacks the Magistrate in rage, his defiance is effortlessly crushed. The Magistrate concludes with a musical performance underscoring the Cathedral’s core truth: all meaning is inverted. Pain is love, cruelty is compassion, and suffering is the only transcendent sacrament in a universe devoid of gods, hope, or redemption. The man’s journey ends not in salvation, but in the absolute acceptance of torment as his only reality. Dramatis Personae: Deuteragonist: The Flayed Man/Reverend Agony Deuteragonist: The Flayed Man's Previous Wife/Matriarch Despair Deuteragonist: Nikolai Rozhdestvensky Paradigm of Deconstruction: Triune of Null Domain: 1. ​Architect of Error 2. ​Compass of Deviation 3. ​All-Seeing Eye of Transgression First Estate: The Clerics of Ineffable Domain: 1. ​Pope of Determinism 2. ​Cardinal of Relativity 3. ​Archbishop of Uncertainty 4. ​Bishop of Probability 5. ​Deacon of Decoherence Second Estate: The Suzerain of Abstract Domain: 1. ​Emperor of Origin 2. ​Archduke of Morality 3. ​Duke of Chaos 4. ​Marquis of Order 5. ​Count of Pragmatism 6. ​Viscount of Idealism 7. ​Baron of Reason 8. ​Baronet of Wisdom 9. ​Provost of Instinct Third Estate: The Parliament of Irreducible Domain: 1. ​Indomitable Magistrate Parliament Substrate: The Overseers of Panopticon: 1. ​Potentiate of Omnipresence 2. ​Sovereign of Omnipotence 3. ​Philosopher of Omniscience 4. ​Justiciar of Axioms ​ Genre: Metaphysical Cosmic Horror, Satire, Tragedy, Fusion of Classical and Post-Modern Literature, Graphic Violence, Politics and Science Fiction Warning: Contains cognitive hazard depiction of disturbing graphic violence, verbal and psychological abuse. Please, proceed with warning for not easily disturbed.
Jaschna · 3.6k Views

The Perfect Path To Insanity

Would you give up your humanity in exchange for power? To never die, a chance to be a god? Humans had lost all will to try. Their existence had been reduced to a single, self-destructive purpose: to entertain and please the cosmic gods, known as Forces, in hopes of gaining a 'favour'. After 7 years of these continuous deadly games that suddenly appeared, the Earth we know is no more. Now an apocalyptic playground for the Forces to enjoy. To survive in this ruined world, every single player is compelled to participate in these weekly deadly games. All to win prizes, be granted one of the four Paths designed for Awakeners— those who earned ‘their’ affection and favour. Until Fateless, a ‘humble’ wanted thief, stumbled upon a unique Force, one of the creators of the games. It was then he discovered the grim truth behind his name - 'Fateless' - deemed worthless and discarded at birth, exempt from all four Paths. Consumed by despair and hate, he took a risk and accepted a proposal from a shady cosmic god, granting him a fifth Path, giving him the ability to absorb human life essence to grow stronger, all for a small price. [ “I shall grant you the Fifth Path.” ] [ “The Path of Insanity.” ] [ “No mortal seeks forever without unraveling. Madness is the toll, the tariff paid at the gate.”] [ “You will no longer fear death. Nor die of age. Nor plague. Nor wounds that mortal hands deliver.” ] [ “But immortality is fed… not gifted.” ] [ “Just a tiny tithe. 10% of your humanity.” ] ‘What more is there to lose a bit of humanity, anyway? It only drags one down from their full potential. I could do just about anything without being bound to death. Anything… What a thrill it would be to spit on these cosmic slugs' faces.’
CrimsonJell0 · 4.6k Views

chronicle of the last dragon Lord

Tokyo never gave Hajime Sadori a break. At Nexus point High school, he was a basketball prodigy with speeds, talent, and the stubborn hope that someday a girl would say yes to him. After forty humiliating rejections, Kari Monata finally agreed to go out with him — a miracle he never saw as a warnings. Because Kari was not just a girl. She belonged to the Black Pool. That night, in an alley slick with rain and bloods, Hajime was murdered for a secret he never knew he carried. His heart stopped beneath neon lights, his future erased before it ever truly began. But something ancient refused to let him die. Sanji Novara the wounded, hunted Last Dragon Lord was fading from existence when Hajime fell. In an act of desperate defiance, Sanji tore his own soul and forced it into the boy’s broken body. Hajime wakes with fire in his veins. Now he lives two lives: the ordinary student pretending nothing has changed, and the reborn vessel of dragon wrath — a sorcerer bound to a forgotten bloodline sworn to protect humanity from extinction. His only hope of survival lies in finding Champion, the mythical Red Dragon said to rule storms, drown continents, and tear mountains apart. With Yaze Yushiko and Kira Kushina — dangerous prodigies from Jyotu High, Hajime is dragged into a hidden war spanning alleyways, abandoned shrines, shadow realms, and burning cities. an ancient foe Loki Danara the Black Pool psychomancer who wants the Red Dragon for himself and will sacrifice the world to claim it. Between ambushes, forbidden soccererys, and enemies who once wore human faces, Hajime must master the beast coiled inside his soul or be consumed by it. And all the while, one thought haunts him He never told Amanda Halle — the girl he truly loved.
Dannyduffeild · 4.1k Views