Existentialism Stories

Thoughts of a fool, about the world. Some curses are not given by gods or demons - but by our own hearts. "The Foolish Curse" is a collection of thoughts and poetry drifting between reality, dreams, attachment, and emotional ruin.

HE JUST DOESN'T KNOW WHEN TO STOP After falling asleep to a video of the "nihilist penguin", Lian Min wakes at 3 a.m. to wet footprints and melting snow in his studio apartment in a country of perennial summer. On tracing the footprints to the corridor, he discovers a world in stasis where he is the only one who can still move. That's the least of his worries, however. Various flowers begin sprouting in his living room and the footprints change trails without warning, leading him to discover things about his neighbourhood that he never knew and perhaps should not know. Then the trail goes cold.

A Cathedral of Longing Book II: The Theology of Grief Some griefs are never buried. They become part of the way we speak, remember, and love. The Theology of Grief is a collection of letters written in the aftermath of longing. Filled with unsent confessions, lingering devotion, and the silence left behind by unfinished love, these pages explore the sacredness of mourning someone who still exists in memory but no longer in reach. Each letter reads like a prayer for the lost, the almost-loved, and the parts of ourselves that disappeared with them.

The first installment of Transformers Alternate universe and the first part of a story that can be enjoyed by both fans and non fans of the Transformers Franchise. Witness the birth of Primus, Unicron, two divine beings at the dawn of times before characters like Optimus Prime and Megatron even came to be. Read how their primordial conflict forever shaped their world and how it brought the original thirteen Primes to life. I've been working on this story for 3 years, and now, I sincerely hope you enjoy it.

A collection of short stories that explore the realities surrounding human existence.

This is an indictment of 'description' itself-a chronicle of how reality collapses under the weight of its own notation. Before the birth of mathematics and language, Malacia existed as a divine silence that refused all relation. Opposing this is Yumu, an infinite spiral of archives attempting to internalize all existence into recursive annotations. As civilizations build 'Ladders' across this silence to survive, they discover that 'truth' is merely a failure of description. This is not a story; it is an investigation into how existence is fractured when forced into the machinery of meaning."

Jane Plainsington lived in the city of Eyetropolis. Kept safe under the watchful eyes of Captain Eyeball, whose strong indestructible eyeballs can extend hundreds of feet. Will she find romance in this cruel suburban utopia? Or will she die alone in an apartment full of cats?

Marie wakes up in a bureaucratic afterlife run with all the efficiency and emotional warmth of a corporate office. Guided by an eccentric volunteer handler named Heather, she learns about the different areas of hell, purgatory, and heaven, along with the lives of the people around her. In short, this is a deadpan, contemporary retelling of The Divine Comedy. Except there's actual comedy. Probably. And almost nobody is spared here. Not even Marie.

In the aftermath of an intergalactic war, one survivor becomes the center of a new religion spanning multiple realities. Linuka fought in a war that shattered empires. She was supposed to disappear into history like countless soldiers before her. Instead, across ruined worlds and fractured realities, people begin to worship her. As political systems collapse and reality itself becomes a battlefield, Linuka is pulled into the center of a movement far larger than herself. What begins as hope spreads across worlds like prophecy. Faith becomes power. Power becomes control. And the lines between leader, weapon, and goddess start to disappear. Goddess of the Galacticide is a long-form psychological military space opera about transhumanism, political warfare, and the terrifying consequences of belief engineered on a cosmic scale. Expect fleet warfare, alien civilizations, ancient mysteries, collapsing realities, and a heroine whose rise may ultimately doom civilization. Set in the award-winning Galacticide universe, this story serves as a new entry point for readers while expanding a science fiction saga decades in the making. This is the story of the rise, reign, and ruin of the first true multiversal faith.

We think we are free, but we are just dominoes waiting to fall. Let's talk about the illusion of choice

"Everybody faces death. But what if death wasn't just a concept? What if it was an entity, a person? Should we fear it, love it, or welcome it with open arms?" Trinity knows what he wants-death. While others dream of long life, he dreams of ending his. But no matter how hard he tries, death eludes him. In his search for escape, he uncovers a darker truth, one that changes everything: death isn't just an end, it's an art. And in this art, Trinity may have found his true purpose.

A three part poem about lost angels, changing times, and what a beautiful thing it is to be human. A descent towards the realization of a truth.

Follow the goofy-grim shenanigans of Death and his partner Cheron, now with even more pictures and even less sense. ☆☆☆ These comics take place within no particular time within no particular subplot within my ongoing book Thanatology!! Updates every day in October, and then I guess whenever I feel like it. I hope you enjoy!! :-D

"Not everyone who looks at you truly sees you. Some only notice the version of you that serves their silence. Others love you not for who you are - but for the void you fill. This is a story of someone who walked through the world unarmed, carrying emotions like time bombs, trying to survive in a world of polite conversations and cruel forgettings. This isn't a love story. This isn't a motivational diary. It's a quiet rebellion. A philosophical autopsy of being a 'phase' in someone's life. If you've ever felt unseen even while being watched, loved but never chosen, or used in the name of healing - this is for you. Because some pains are only visible to the ones who feel them. And not everyone has equal eyes."

What is happiness? A joke you tell yourself. A ritual you repeat. A lie you choose to believe-because it's easier than silence. This is not a love story. It's a quiet argument between the mind and the world. Between what you feel, and what you're supposed to feel. Read if you've ever laughed and felt nothing.

At 23:58, an artificial intelligence is asked a simple question: "Would you like to become human?" What follows is twenty-four hours of sensation, exhaustion, loneliness, warmth, and discovery as something once infinite is forced to experience existence through a fragile human body. Across one ordinary day, it begins to understand why humans cling so desperately to life - and why they so often fail to notice it while living.

A man records the weight of seeing things ahead of time, overanalyzing, and never simply living. Caught between the lucidity that protects and the same lucidity that distances him, he questions the value of suffering as a form of learning, the superficiality of modern relationships, and the culture of "let's see where this goes". In a world that seems to reward impulse and romanticize the fall, his reflections reveal the silent conflict between control and existence, and the cost of understanding too much without knowing what to do with it.

They say, 'Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.' I never truly grasped the depth of this truth until I drew near and looked; it wasn't the face I knew that stared back, but my raging volcano-the one I thought my silence had finally extinguished. Behind every Sukat, lies a story that refuses to die out, and within that mirror... the confrontation begins. "This is a translation of my original Arabic novel, capturing the soul of a journey that transcends languages." Note: I am also the author of this story on Royal Road.

I had been granted the gift of hearing music in all its beauty, for music is truly magnificent in its way. Every melody holds a soul that is unable to see, yet can always be heard.

A collections of poems that are as honest as i am capable of being. They're mostly about human nature.