From the very beginning, I was enchanted by stories — not just the ones I read in books, but also the ones I imagined during long walks, rainy afternoons, or quiet bus rides. Words danced in my head like fireflies, waiting to be caught, shaped, and turned into something meaningful. Writing, to me, was never just a hobby — it became my way of breathing, of seeing the world more clearly, of turning chaos into clarity.

From the very beginning, I was enchanted by stories — not just the ones I read in books, but also the ones I imagined during long walks, rainy afternoons, or quiet bus rides. Words danced in my head like fireflies, waiting to be caught, shaped, and turned into something meaningful. Writing, to me, was never just a hobby — it became my way of breathing, of seeing the world more clearly, of turning chaos into clarity.

Haii everyone. First of all, I hope you enjoy(ed) reading this story.

I got to this idea after watching the animes Another and Erased (also my inspiration for this story) and decided to write a horror story. It was also kind of a challenge with me and a friend to write a good horror story!Enjoy it (Read it at your own pace *sob*) <33

The sight of body after body streaming down from hundreds of conveyor belts all over the country as they enter the processor, then flowing into and filling giant tubes of the centrifuge for organelle purification has been nothing less than a nightmare. As a distinguished O.R.E. inspector with the highest level of clearance unknown to the public, I’ve had to visit and become part of various projects on black sites all over the continent. The numbing and constant desensitization is the least disturbing aspect of my job. After we turn on the centrifuge, we separate pieces of the organelles into fragments; the purified remains are used as samples for genetic splicing- -for the elites- -while the rest is for the creation of clean chemical energy C.C.E., which is the crucial component to the public as organic renewable energy or so-called, O.R.E.

A little over 250 years ago, around the 2050s' the world was divided into 195 countries, and their leaders and policies governed each. At the time, there were world superpowers: The United States of America, located in North America, Russia, and China were both located in Asia; they were the top three countries with a formidable military, economy, international alliances, and political influence. Other honorable mentions, such as Germany and The United Kingdom, are still around today and continue to reside in Europe. As you know today, six continents with countries within their borders still exist, but after the last World War, not many countries had much of a choice; they had to align themselves with one of the five superpowers. Most countries chose to side with the United States or China, some sided with Russia, and the remainder either went neutral or found themselves part of Germany or The United Kingdom.

As of today, in 2301, only one world government controls the world. The UN disbanded, and then a year later, Russia and China cyberattacked the United States, knocking out the entire power grid. Washington D.C. was the first location to get its power back up and running, and then the tech giants in San Francisco managed to be the first city. The top tech companies rebuilt and fortified every military, bank, and government firewall nationwide. Working on powering and protecting New York City was crucial due to the Stock Market plummeting. Individuals and companies lost so much money, and those who didn’t have cash were hopeless. The banks had no control or access to facilitate any form of business. Credit and Debit cards held no value anymore, plastic mementos with random numbers that used to mean something.

By the time the Stock Market was fully functional, which took 33 days, almost 10 million people committed suicide after 14 days, then another 40 million by the 30th day; in total, a little over 50 million people took their own lives. In Chicago and Los Angeles, grocery stores were raided, mass shootings skyrocketed, and homes/apartments were burned to ashes after the cash, food, and weapons were stolen. Several citizens in the cities throughout the country followed suit, and almost 100 million people fell victim to heinous crimes; at least 70 million people were killed before the military became involved. The police did as much as they could, but with their reputation in the eyes of the public tarnished, the amount of respect and authority dwindled after a couple of weeks.

Almost half of the United States population was decimated before the terrorist attacks on American soil. The country was in shambles, cities were burning, and the streets were littered with debris and the bodies of innocent victims. Unfortunately for China and Russia, the Allies joined forces. The alliance, which was formed during World War II emerged once again, but this time, they came in to assist and save the United States. The previous allied countries, the United Kingdom and France came together with Germany and Japan, the former Axis powers. Germany and Japan replaced Russia and China in this War and vice versa. Japan had boots on the ground in China 54 days after the cyberattacks, taking over the island of Hainan and then destroying a significant amount of their navy in Zhanjiang. As the Japanese continued their strike, the French, British, and Israeli Air Forces flew into Belarus and bombed their military bases out of existence. This is where Germany would take their tanks, artillery, and infantry into Ukraine as they made their way to Moscow. The Ukrainian Army gave as much help as possible even after the war with Russia. At the same time, the Polish armed forces sent their troops into Belarus to prevent any aid or communications with the Russian Military.

Once Belarus was out of play, the German and Ukrainian Forces began their march into Moscow. As they fought and gained ground,  making their way into the Capital, The British and the French Air Force got more reinforcements, ammo, and fuel in Belarus. After Poland had taken control, they helped clear the way for the German and Ukrainian infantry. Moscow was under the control of the Allies within days. Japan was doing everything it could to keep control of both naval bases, but they were fighting a losing battle. As they were retreating to regroup, then sending in a second wave to finish the job, Tawaiin’s navy showed up, giving the Japanese forces a massive boost in morale to propel them to take control over both Hainan and Zhanjiang, crippling China’s Naval Forces.

From that point forward, all the Allies needed was time and patience after a couple of years of fighting against the Axis powers. They were overwhelmed, and eventually, the confiscation of nuclear weapons gave their leaders nothing to threaten the world with; a treaty between the Allies and Axis powers was agreed upon and signed with several conditions, which took over 30 days to finalize. It seemed like for a few years, the world held its breath, waiting for the same countries to revolt and abandon the terms and conditions of the treaty, but for the next century, everything stayed the same. The world will always need opposition if there is only peace and no war. We will be left with nothing if there is only war and no peace. A balance, one way or another, must be sought and protected at all costs.

As the years passed, A.I. had taken over the world completely, but not in the way we all thought. Some robots became sentient, while others were confined by the strict boundaries that lie within their coding. As a species, we thrived even more than anyone could have imagined. Many of us, possibly the entire human race, had their bets on AI destroying and siphoning our lives from us for their benefit or vindication. Don’t get me wrong, several years were stained by the blood of men, women, children, and the essence of sentient beings, but in the end, the AI and humans created a symbiotic relationship that saved Earth and everything that had life from within. As more time passed, our civilization grew to a point where the world needed one governing body, one with humans and AI as one, making everything under the sun, shine as bright as the stars above when it sets.

A century has passed, and with the evergrowing success of our world government, EROS, we’ve performed what people a few hundred years ago would call miracles. Our civilization has colonized the Moon and reached undiscovered planets near the edges of the Milky Way and distant planets we could only see through telescopes of the highest caliber. Advanced forms of energy do not take and destroy the life filling our ecosystems but provide them with the resistance to elements that once plagued them. The life expectancy of humans has risen to almost 150 years of age. Diseases come and go because cures and treatments are so advanced that the deadliest illnesses and pandemics haven’t existed since the late 21st century. Hunger, the starving of nations and their people has almost vanished entirely. Technology flourishes like a plant that has control over the sun and provides its own warmth, waters that feed the soil where it grows, and the earth where the roots dig into building a foundation strong enough never to perish.

When It Gets Too Quiet is a short, emotional story about depression, isolation, and the quiet ways people try to reach each other when words feel too heavy.

Lena lives alone in a small city apartment, struggling with a silence that feels more like suffocation than peace. She’s trying to disappear without leaving.

Marcus is her older brother, stubbornly refusing to let her drift too far away—even when she won’t answer his calls or open the door.

This isn’t a love story. It’s not a perfect fix.

It’s about those moments when someone decides to sit beside you in the dark instead of telling you to get over it.

If you’ve ever felt too tired to explain why you’re tired, or too sad to ask for help—this story is for you

【Divine Narration｜Species Pact｜Dark Fairy Tale｜Emotional Fable】

In the world of pigs, death is not the end —— it is the beginning of legacy.

The Braised Pork Contest is the tribe's most sacred ritual ——a final dish prepared for departed friends,to recover memories and preserve their flavor.

《Pigs Never Leave a Pig Behind》

A farewell told through cooking,a memory written in taste.

I created you, just like the prophecy, it is your end and you are the end of everyone.

Sometimes just a word or sentence said by somebody holds unbelievable value in your life but what if till the point that they turn into nightmares?People might think I have gone crazy or lost my mind but I know it's not true because the dreams of the people who once lived whisper to me every night about 'The Dreams of The Dead'​​​​​​​

In a city where silence is sold,and every truth buried under rubble and ruin,one woman dares to lift the lens — and pull the trigger.

Alishba, a photographer with fire in her veins and secrets in her shadow, never meant to become the story herself. But when her brother vanishes without a trace and the whispers around her turn into warnings, she steps into a world where cameras aren’t weapons — they’re threats.

Reyan, a disavowed pilot with a past drenched in classified smoke, returns not as a savior, but as a storm. Bound by blood and betrayal, their paths don’t cross — they collide. And what begins as a rescue, soon unravels into a rebellion.

From the heat-slicked streets of Lahore to the cold embers of desert secrets,Midnight Emberis a tale of two broken souls who were never meant to be heroes — only firestarters.

Because when villains fall in love,the world doesn’t burn by accident.

It choosesto.

Missing pony reports are skyrocketing, and investigations are leading nowhere. The ordeal is causing panic among Equestrians. Little did everypony know, a particular research organization is to blame for these disappearances, and they continue to withhold information.

WARNING: THIS STORY (AND STORY DESCRIPTION) CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE MY LITTLE PONY: FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC SERIES. IT ALSO CONTAINS MANY SENSITIVE TOPICS SUCH AS DEATH, TRAUMA, MENTAL HEALTH CRISES, AND IS DARK/ANGSTY IN GENERAL. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

This is a story I started a while ago on a different account. I figured it would be fun to pick up where it left off again, since I'm getting back into My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic (commonly abbreviated as MLP, or more specifically, MLP:FiM). I watched this show over and over when I was younger, and though I haven't quite caught up on all the lore, I still deeply appreciate the role this series played in my childhood.

This story takes place during the earlier seasons of My Little Pony, before Twilight became a princess. This is to accommodate for my poor memory of the newer parts of the show, and because this is the time period I am most comfortable writing in.

For those questioning why I would write such evil angst about cute little ponies getting traumatized, killed off, and maybe even tortured, just know that this is a creative work and does not reflect on my values and morals as a person. Lots of people partake in the MLP fandom's darker side to cope with their own traumas, relieve personal tension and stress, and express themselves in their own unique way. Think of it as punching or screaming into a pillow.

Each chapter will have appropriate trigger warnings listed at the very top. As a general warning, though, this will be emotional and uncomfortable, and will most likely contain descriptions of gore, death, mental struggles, and more. If you are uncomfortable with any of the topics listed, do not continue reading, and find other material to keep you entertained. I am not responsible for your actions, nor your mental health, but I do want you to take care of yourself. You don't have to trigger yourself for any reason whatsoever. Put yourself first, always.

Just a continuation of the first volume, but in a slightly different style.I hope people will like it.

Life is collectively referred to as a dark fantasy, although many of us attempt incorporating ideas in our head, searching for ways to escape reality. I for one believe anything that can befriend you, can kill.

Every creature has a dark side but mine doesn't have my best interests at heart, I mumble short prayers, locking all the doors and windows shut.

Every step I took upstairs, made the wooden stairs creek, I keep having this feeling am been followed but every time I look back, am left with goosebumps and my head increasing in size.

I swallowed an imaginary saliva down my throat and continue walking up slowly otherwise I will freak out and run upstairs, that will mess up my night.

If you know anything about darkness, you'll know it leaves no room for the weakest heart. This foreign presence happens whenever am home alone, I made a research on the life beyond and discovered that the level of one's fear determines how far we're willing to let the darkness in.

I gently crawl under the duvet and sleep on my right side facing the door, my heartbeat was accelerating, you could hear every beat of it. 2,3,4 minutes later, the gruesome feeling was gone and I accidentally took a nap that lasted for two minutes until my ears picked a creaking footstep 👣 approaching in the direction of my room, dragging a metal object on the wall,  I froze on the bed.

I searched for my phone under the duvet and my eyes found it far on the table which was close to the door, this wasn't a normal circumstance so,  my mind is blank.

"Do you wanna play", the voice said, sounding distant but very  near. That was when I remembered all the short phrases used in horror movies, I stupidly find myself screaming them one by one.

Is anyone out there?

"Who the hell are you?"

Show yourself coward.

"What do you want from me?"

The noise died down and just when I thought it's over, the door to my room was kicked open with full force.