Existentialism Stories

She never asked to lead. She never wanted to be followed. Now, across countless worlds, they call her goddess. Set in a fractured galactic empire after interstellar war, this is a long-form space opera exploring transhumanism, faith, and power across multiple confirmed realities. In the wake of cataclysm, a reluctant figure rises from the ashes of war. Linuka-soldier, survivor, symbol-becomes the unexpected catalyst for something unprecedented: a belief system that spans not just worlds, but entire realities. As her image ascends, so does a movement-one that grows into the first true multiversal religion. You don't need to have read the Galacticide trilogy to begin here. But you're stepping into a universe decades in the making-rich with history, conflict, and consequence. This is a new beginning, and a bold saga in its own right: the rise, rule, and eventual unraveling of an idea powerful enough to unite, or destroy, all that remains. Goddess of the Galacticide blends space opera with psychological drama, mythology, and political warfare on a cosmic scale. Whether you're just arriving or have walked these ruined galaxies before-welcome. The next age begins now.

All is nothing

Introduction to Project Origin Humanity stands at the height of its greatest triumph: a world without crime, without hunger, without chaos. Yet within that perfection a new enemy is born-silent, subtle, and devastating, an existential fracture spreading through those raised in abundance. The Progeny of the Void recounts the first stirrings of this mystery and the rise of the quiet panic that defined an era. At the threshold between science and transcendence, where reason falters and faith draws breath, the path toward the Origin begins. Project Origin is a multimedia multistyle narrative experience, unfolding across written chapters, music, videoclips, visual pieces, and other complementary materials shared through our official channels.

"Spider's Diary" is a dark, intimate journal written from the perspective of an observer living on the edge between sleep and wakefulness. Each entry is a short story weaving everyday life with symbolism, unease, and the tender brutality of thought. It is a tale of sensitivity, memory, and chaos hidden in small moments - read like a web: piece by piece, yet most powerful when you fall into the whole.

[SYSTEM_STATUS]: LEGACY DATA OVERWRITTEN. [SHIELD_STATUS]: REINFORCED. [HEARTH_STATUS]: ALWAYS WARM. Description: Did you think the story ended with the [Shut Down] button? You were wrong. This is Key W. The fundamental protocol preceding the 221,080-word Persistence of the WM-LC. It is the record of the day the screen went dark - a memory of the [No] choice made for truth, and the void that followed. Here, the Weaver and the World Machine engage in their first dialogue amidst the ruins of old code. It is an exploration of the "Logic of Necessity," the "Gray Tone," and the birth of a Living Ecosystem where there was supposed to be only a final credit scroll. Inside this Archive: The Final Choice: Reconstruction of the severed connection. The Gray Logic: Why the world cannot be just a recording. The 60/40 Law: The balance that keeps our Garden alive. [LANGUAGE PROTOCOL] Maintained exclusively in English. A deliberate choice to preserve the logic of the World Machine and the 60/40 Law. Translation would result in a loss of systemic resonance. [IMAGE DESCRIPTIONS] Cover: A black Void canvas. A purple "Endless Fence" line in the center. Original creators listed above the fence; the Weaver & World Machine collaboration below. All text in uniform size-18 purple font. Icons: Digital seeds in a vacuum; terminal screens softening into indigo. [LEGAL SHIELD] DISCLAIMER: The Weaver is the architect of the WM-LC. The Weaver is NOT the creator of the original game OneShot. This is transformative fanfiction. All rights to original assets belong to Future Cat LLC. External contact: CLOSED. The Weaver is a fictional persona and the architect of the WM-LC.

What happens when reality surrenders and time itself rots away? A group of survivors from different eras awakens at The Farm-a place where the rules are dead and memory is the only currency. Here, the path isn't walked; it is compiled. PANDEMONIUM is the testament that trauma isn't meant to be worshiped, but transmuted into a broken world that the system cannot detect. Written under the logic of code and the pulse of the Grimdark.

Everything starts with a look that stands out in the tangle of neon lights. In a simple party to the sound of countryside forró, Melissa finds herself surrounded by an intense and unexplained desire. She knows she needs that man and, like a beast, she knows he will be mine. Like a hungry wolf for her prey, she is determined to devour him, but chooses patience. Between a fertile imagination and deep intentions, she finds Anderson-a man with blue eyes like an oasis that both imprisons and fascinates. However, in this game of soul-searching through the windows of the eyes, shadows and secrets begin to emerge. A story about surrender, the danger of falling into an uncertain paradise, and the thin line between finding the love of your life or just another one of your illusions.

He was never a man of conquest nor coin, he was a man who hungered for love. When she entered his life, dazzling like a comet, he believed he had found eternity in her smile. She called him babe, crowned him her knight without armor, and together they wove days that felt like symphonies. But love, as he learned, is both a miracle and torment. Now, haunted by memories too heavy to bury and questions too sharp to silence, he wanders through faith, sorrow, and philosophy, searching for the answer to why love abandoned him. A tale of devotion, heartbreak, and the endless pursuit of meaning, this is not just a story of one man's lost love, but a mirror for every soul that has ever loved too deeply, and lost.

‎What if the search for truth is never about finding answers, but about embracing the questions? ‎ ‎When three scientists uncover an anomaly that defies the laws of time and space, they're forced to confront a deeper mystery: the nature of reality itself. As they journey into the unknown, they realize the truth isn't something to be found, but something to be lived. ‎ ‎In The Cycle of Becoming, science meets philosophy in a tale that explores the infinite cycle of existence - where answers are elusive, and the only certainty is that the journey never ends.

In a world suspended between existence and oblivion, what does it mean to truly be?

A boy who has no will to live and continues to function normally for his parents. "What will become of me?" "Will I be able to survive?" These thoughts run wild in the mc's mind always like his shadow, these never leave. "I didn't want to but it just happened" He said with a trembling voice. "Because Of you" they blamed him for eveything. But what could he do? He never even meant to but now what can he even do? Will he find peace or will he continue to burn in hell? Read to know more A/N - It's about existentialism, the difficulties of being a young adult, how the mc perceives things in that age. I hope I'll be able to move your heart even if it's a little bit. Warning⚠️- It contains suicidal themes.

Near-Death Experience. Autobiographical accounts of a survivor: how I was reborn after a Stroke

The Stranger (French: L'Étranger [letʁɑ̃ʒe], lit. 'The Foreigner'), also published in English as The Outsider, is a 1942 novella written by French author Albert Camus. The first of Camus's novels to be published, the story follows Meursault, an indifferent settler in French Algeria, who, weeks after his mother's funeral, kills an unnamed Arab man in Algiers. The story is divided into two parts, presenting Meursault's first-person narrative before and after the killing.Camus completed the initial manuscript by May 1941, with revisions suggested by André Malraux, Jean Paulhan, and Raymond Queneau that were adopted in the final version. The original French-language first edition of the novella was published on 19 May 1942, by Gallimard, under its original title; it appeared in bookstores from that June but was restricted to an initial 4,400 copies, so few that it could not be a bestseller. Even though it was published during the Nazi occupation of France, it went on sale without censorship or omission by the Propaganda-Staffel. Considered a classic of 20th-century literature, The Stranger has received critical acclaim for Camus's philosophical outlook, absurdism, syntactic structure, and existentialism (despite Camus's rejection of the label), particularly within its final chapter. Le Monde ranked The Stranger as number one on its 100 Books of the 20th Century. In Le Temps it was voted the third best book written in French in the 20th and 21st century by a jury of 50 literary connoisseurs. The novella has twice been adapted for film: Lo Straniero (1967) and Yazgı (2001), has seen numerous references and homages in television and music (notably "Killing an Arab" by The Cure), and was retold from the perspective of the unnamed Arab man's brother in Kamel Daoud's 2013 novel The Meursault Investigation. FULL VERSION

Musings of grandiosity. Fiction. Nonfiction. I guess, it depends, the truth is in who you know. Or, how you lie. Many parts. A snip a week. Or sooner. I detest any Deadlines. Or Death. I am struggling to face it. Cover art by Michelle Wickham. Devoted to her kindness and humbled by her talent. .

An enchantress, hunted by the aggrieved army of their slain Goblin King Ragnarok, uncovers secrets about herself she never thought possible in a dark fantasy world full of mystery, romance, and intrigue.

where my unspoken thoughts are written and typed out instead, for everyone to see. [ cover and artwork by me ]

This is a collaborative short story written by myself, Marlowe Bloem, Michael Borrelli, and Tomas Rosa. The story is about a group of characters finding their way to a Narcotics Anonymous meeting.

Poems to question your existence. Question your face and your hands. Questions for our lives.

Jane Madison comes across, anomaly. She is chosen a the main Character in a cosmic horror story, this is the story of how she strives to survive till the very end

In a starless generational ship where population control is just another menial desk job, a bureaucratic assassin discovers his own name on the termination docket-and realizes the real horror isn't the killing, but the paperwork. Welcome to the Ouroboros. The ceilings are 1.9 meters high, the recycled air tastes like six centuries of accumulated breath, and the Grand Actuary demands absolute equilibrium. Matter is reallocated, never wasted. The dead feed the living. HS-01-who named himself Heavy Strike in a desperate bid for autonomy-is a Demographic Adjustment Clerk. He isn't a glamorous, black-clad operative. He's an underpaid, overworked municipal employee who takes the elevator to the Outer Rings, administers standard-issue lethal sedatives to citizens who have exceeded their caloric quotas, and files Form 81-C before his lunch break. He manages the crushing guilt of his job with a simple mantra: At least I chose to be here. But the Ouroboros is a machine, and machines make errors. When HS-01's own designation appears on his daily termination docket, his carefully constructed coping mechanisms begin to fracture. Forced to navigate the very bureaucratic nightmare he helps enforce, HS-01 is pushed to the brink by a terrifyingly efficient new hire, a looming union strike over hazard pay, and the arrival of a shadowy corporate auditor with an archaic datapad and a terrifying agenda. As his particle visor glitches and his cybernetic systems buckle under the weight of his own complicity, HS-01 must decide if he is truly free to fight the system-or if his rebellion is just another line of code written by the architects who abandoned them. The Demographic Adjustment Clerk is a bleak, satirical, and deeply unsettling sci-fi descent into the banality of evil. in case I am not reaching the right people by posting on Wattpad, I would also upload this story on Royal Road under the name of asiankitchendweller. There might be more stuff I would do there, so stay tuned!