Haris Raheem
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Quest Beyond the Loading Screen
For most gamers, the loading screen is a momentary pause—a brief breath between one adventure and the next. It’s a spinning wheel, a countdown bar, or a few words of lore meant to distract while the game prepares the next scene. But what if the real quest didn’t start after the loading screen, but beyond it? What if what lies behind those pixels is a hidden world, waiting to be explored by those who dare to look closer?
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Gamers
The Last Save Point
In the world of gaming, few moments carry as much weight as the last save point. It’s more than just a spot to preserve progress; it’s a beacon of hope, a sanctuary before the storm, the final chance to gather courage before facing the ultimate challenge. For Ethan, a veteran gamer, the last save point wasn’t just a game mechanic—it was a metaphor for his life.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Gamers
Glitch in the Kingdom
In the world of gaming, glitches are often seen as annoyances, funny surprises, or sometimes even gateways to hidden treasures. But what if a glitch wasn’t just a bug in the code? What if it was a crack in reality itself — a glitch in the kingdom where gamers reign supreme?
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Gamers
The Mage Who Forgot the Controls
Meridian the Magnificent was, by all accounts, an exceptional mage. His robes were embroidered with the constellations of the Seven Skies, his staff hummed with crystalline energy, and his beard flowed like a silver river down to his belt. He had defeated dragon swarms, toppled tyrant kings, and once stopped an avalanche by yelling at it very sternly.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Gamers
Unlearning Who I Thought I Had to Be
For most of my life, I believed I knew exactly who I was supposed to be. At least, that’s what I told myself. Growing up in a small town, with its quiet streets and sharp opinions, the expectations felt like a heavy cloak draped over my shoulders from the moment I could remember.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Fiction
A Letter to the Father Who Left
Dear Dad, I don’t know how to begin this letter. It feels strange even calling you “Dad.” The word feels foreign in my mouth, like a name I was never meant to say. But here I am, writing to you after all these years—years that have shaped me, scarred me, and, strangely enough, strengthened me.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Fiction
Becoming the Person I Needed
When I was thirteen, I used to wait by the window for hours after school, hoping my dad would show up. He rarely did. I’d convince myself that maybe his truck broke down again or he had a long day at work. But after a while, the excuses stopped coming. He just wasn’t coming.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Motivation
From Breakdown to Breakthrough
The night was unusually quiet, the kind that rings louder than thunder in its silence. Maya sat at the edge of her bed, staring into the dark abyss of her room. The ceiling fan spun above her with a soft hum, but even that seemed distant. Her phone lay beside her, lit up with unanswered texts and emails, each a reminder of the life that seemed to be crumbling around her.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Motivation
The Day Everything Changed
It was a quiet Tuesday morning in the small town of Maplewood. The sun peeked through the blinds of the Carter family’s modest home, casting warm streaks of gold across the hardwood floor. Everything about the day started just like any other — coffee brewing in the kitchen, birds chirping outside, and the faint sound of a local radio station humming in the background.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Fiction
When the Game Glitch Ate Me
I used to laugh at those online creepypasta stories about cursed games and haunted consoles. You know, the kind where a glitch pulls the player into the screen or a ghost hides in the code. I thought they were all nonsense. That was before it happened to me.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Horror
Leveling Up in Virtual Shadows
Evan sat alone in his dimly lit room, the glow of his computer screen casting long shadows across the walls. Outside, the city thrummed with life—cars honking, distant chatter, the occasional bark of a dog—but inside, it was silent except for the steady hum of his rig. Tonight was another night spent in the world of Eldoria Online, a sprawling virtual reality MMORPG where thousands of players fought, traded, and forged alliances.
By Haris Raheem5 months ago in Fiction
