Dystopian

The Curse of Wolfenstien . Content Warning.
The boy, whose face was covered with long brown hair, his clothes stained with dust and dirt, with a strong and muscular build and sharp, watchful eyes, appeared like a Werewolf. Once again, he enters the abandoned palace. Streams of red blood flow down the palace walls, with a dense fog surrounding the area. Several torches, burning for centuries, hold within their dim yellow light many painful and terrifying stories. A deadly silence always prevails in this palace. Once, it was home to a happy royal family, but now only their sorrowful souls wander here, tormented for centuries, under the possession of demons.
By Karan w. about a year ago in Chapters
Hell's Arena: The Demon Sumo Wars. AI-Generated.
Premise: In a post-apocalyptic world, the fabric between dimensions has been torn, allowing demons to walk among men. In the city of Ashikagawa, the reigning entertainment for humans and demons alike is brutal underground sumo wrestling a far cry from its traditional roots. These battles are not just sport they are blood rituals, a brutal game where the winner takes all, including the souls of the losers.
By Abir Hayet Joyabout a year ago in Chapters
Misty Waters
Have you ever pondered the concept of lying? Why do people engage in it, and how many potential outcomes can it lead to? Will truth inevitably come to light, or can a lie become permanently woven into the fabric of reality? If so, what exactly is this reality that humanity discusses? After all, humans are the only living beings on Earth that lie and contemplate reality. You'll never witness a cat deceiving another cat. While they might maintain secrets, these secrets don't distort the fabric of reality; they merely conceal some threads. A cat will find a secluded location for its kittens and keep it a secret, but it won't lie to another cat about the secret location. But have you ever wondered why? Think about it; the answer is quite simple and lies directly in front of you. Have you figured it out yet? Cats and other animals lack our communication skills. Lies simply exist because we communicate better; they're merely a byproduct of our 'communication'.
By Equivox Storiesabout a year ago in Chapters
Misty Waters
Frieder was standing at the table, taking the lunch as usual. He was rather quiet while his colleagues were rambling nonstop about their everyday problems, their children, their future plans and many more subjects that he found totally uninteresting. He was often picked on for his lack of communication, the others were always trying to tell him: "You're young! You should be talking a lot more, you should be more positive, you should stop spending so much time in your own head!". Frieder wasn't always like this, he was a quite happy and funny guy, never stopped talking and making jokes, sometimes people associated him with a clown, but he didn't care as long as he made others laugh.
By Equivox Storiesabout a year ago in Chapters
Tides of Survival: A Journey Through the Storm
I was on a beach in the United States, alone, even though there had been warnings about dangerous weather. I didn’t worry about it much. The air was warm, and the sound of the ocean usually made me feel peaceful, but something felt different this time. There was a sense of unease in the air, as if the wind carried a warning. Suddenly, I noticed a change in the horizon. The sky turned dark quickly, and far out in the ocean, I could see huge whirlpools forming. Hurricanes started appearing like shadows on the water, and before I knew it, the waves were growing fast and getting bigger.
By Susana Mármol about a year ago in Chapters
When constipation comes, it does not come alone, see what diseases it brings with it.
Constipation is a common digestive issue that can impact people of all ages. While it might seem like a simple inconvenience, chronic constipation can lead to or be associated with various health problems. The following is an exploration of how constipation can be more than just a discomfort and the diseases and health complications it may bring along.
By Devender Singhabout a year ago in Chapters
Chronic Kidney Disease - Symptoms, Stages, Causes, Complications, Prevention
What You Need to Know You have two kidneys, located near the middle of your back, just below the rib cage. Each is about the size of your fist. Tiny structures called nephrons are inside each kidney and they filter the blood. There are about a million of them.
By Devender Singhabout a year ago in Chapters
Relocated (Chapter 5)
The girls made it to the bottom of the bunker. They stood still for a moment to let their eyes adjust to the darkness. Mitch found a light switch and flipped it on. The bunker was illuminated and they were amazed at the sight of the bunker. It was surprisingly quite large. There was a living room space, enough rooms for each of them, a kitchen and one bathroom.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Chapters
PYRAMIDS OF PARANOIA (Chapter 2). Content Warning.
He stopped reading, overwhelmed by the grotesque, simplistic hatred being spewed on every page. What was this place? What had he walked into? He glanced up at the other students, their faces emotionless, absorbed in their hateful readings as though they were the gospel truth.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Chapters
Pyramids of Paranoia (Chapter 1). Content Warning.
He sat down on a beige sofa while some frat boys attempted to throw a brutal analist rapist from the balcony. They were on the twenty-second floor, and Ivan, terrified of heights, was much too scared to watch.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Chapters
Morality. AI-Generated.
As it happens I am in Death Valley, in a room at the Enterprise Motel and Trailer Park, and it is July, and it is hot. In fact it is 119°. I cannot seem to make the air conditioner work, but there is a small refrigerator, and I can wrap ice cubes in a towel and hold them against the small of my back. With the help of the ice cubes I have been trying to think, because The American Scholar asked me to, in some abstract way about “morality,” a word I distrust more every day, but my mind veers inflexibly toward the particular.
By Someoneabout a year ago in Chapters
From Dream to Empire
The City’s Pulse Alex Carter gazed out from his tiny apartment window, his eyes tracing the illuminated skyline of the bustling city below. The city's vibrant pulse, with its sea of lights and the distant hum of activity, seemed both exhilarating and overwhelming. His apartment was modest—crammed with a small desk, an old, worn-out couch, and walls adorned with his sketches and design inspirations. The cluttered yet creative space spoke volumes about his passion for design and his desire for something more.
By Someoneabout a year ago in Chapters