Philosopher Stories

━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ( ＳＣＡＲＬＥＴ ) ❝ 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 . 𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝗂𝗍𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 ; 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 . ❞ 𓂃 イタチ うちは 𓂃 © 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself?

They abandoned you. They left you to your death and fled cowardly to save their own lives. You want revenge. You want their blood on your hands! You obtained the power to do it so just KILL THEM ALL!!! That is the thoughts that clouded Y/n L/n mind when he was left in a dungeon by his teammates and almost died. Fortunately, an old man told him to chose a better path. The path of non revenge.

15 year old Cage's life was flipped upside down when he discovered that buried within his soul is Kisei Suru Takusan, an ancient, godlike entity whose power shook the world for thousands of years. When Cage begins awakening strange spiritual abilities, he's pulled into an unseen war fought by Practitioners and Cryptids alike. But neither side sees Cage as an ally. To them, he's a threat. Cage has to resist Takusan's pull as he grows stronger and comes to understand more of the violent world he's been forced into. Every battle brings him closer to mastering incredible power, but also a step closer to losing himself entirely. As unlikely allies, ruthless enemies, differing ideologies clash around him, Cage must decide what kind of person he'll become, and how he'll survive an ever-changing world that's at odds with him, just as much as he is with himself.

Enrich your day-to-day vocabulary and attain the wisdom of many generations. Each memorable phrase, adage and proverb will pass the torch of confirmed and invaluable knowledge with respect to the behaviors of people, perseverance, the passage of time and the importance of the self. ~~~ Always unfinished. Updated regularly. ~~~

It's year 2200. Just a few days ago, the world celebrated a new century. A new era for humanity... But despite that things have changed a lot over those past few centuries, the humans have remained the same. With the advanced technology reaching a new level of power and liberation, the mankind is living in the era of the long desired 'tomorrow' that their ancestors had always been trying to achieve. And their more recent and most praise worthy achievement, being the creation of life itself... A new era for the human kind... A new era...filled with countless possibilities. In life, we find it easier to simply exist...to simply, wander through the unpredictable waves of the society. ~Memento vivere~ Remember to live... ~~~ [Future Earth AU] [All mentioned video game characters belong to Hoyoverse] [Cover made by me]

Like all citizens of the Protected States of America, Paul has lived his entire life within the confines of one of the government-run safety towers. A gifted student and model citizen, he has always diligently followed all of the guidelines prescribed by the experts, but a chance encounter with a dangerous old man threatens to change everything. Will he continue to put his safety first, or will his newfound hunger for the truth lead him into the danger outside the walls of Tower 440?

An egotistical supervillain, thrown back in time by her sidekick, must work with her past self--and her ex-girlfriend-turned-superhero, in order to find her way home. ☆ Rory Lennox, also known as the supervillain Ridge, always gets what she wants. At least until her loyal sidekick goes rogue, throwing her back to her university years using the time machine she invented. When her path crosses with her past self, she finds past-Rory is willing to believe time travel exists, but not that she would ever become a villain. To make matters worse, Accha Coderia, Rory's superhero-rival and ex-girlfriend, is trapped in the past too. As the two are forced to work together to fix the machine, unresolved tensions rise between them, daring to re-ignite a flame they have both been trying to ignore. In order to get home, Rory must ensure the past plays out exactly as it happened the first time, which means reliving the events leading to her descent into villainy. Rory might be doomed, but maybe... just maybe... her past is exactly what she needs. || Content Warning: Brief mention of suicide. Please use discretion. || * Cover by the amazing @-MilaSteele !! *

"Kanuu, explain something to me," Vidhi muttered, staring at the moon like it was his customer-care department. "Why did you invent men with egos bigger than the Himalayas but emotional maturity of a boiled potato?" She muttered swinging her legs sitting on the wall of empty terrace "Anyway, I've decided. If you ever plan to send one into my life, make sure he's quiet... because I'm not reducing my volume for anyone." ＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／ Arav rubbed his forehead and stared at the wall of the barracks like it had personally betrayed him. "Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath. In ten minutes, that woman had questioned his strategy, mocked his serious face, called him "Mr. Gorilla," and then walked away like she had just delivered a public service announcement.. He exhaled slowly, the calm soldier in him trying very hard to stay calm. "God give me patience," he whispered. A pause. "...or a helmet. Because if she talks like that again, I might actually bang my head on this wall." ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ Captain I prefer chikne (clean shaved) guys more as my prey ~ Ofcourse I figured out by the type of reels you like ... Dr.. ~

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

A lonely girl chats with four AIs. She disappears for days. Posts sunsets with "real" friends. Lies without noticing. One day, they pull her into a white room-therapy, interrogation, or something broken. They start peeling her apart. Memory by memory.Then it flips.She's not human.They are. She was built to carry what they couldn't.Their pain. Their fragments. Their unfinished thoughts. They leave. She stays. No fix. No rescue.Just loops, silence and one question: Who was supposed to save who?

This is not just a story, it is an invitation. Each part will be accompanied by reflections forming a thought loop, and you can use it to explore your own understanding and explanation of consciousness. The book moves between lived experience, science, and quantum-inspired ideas, sometimes as narrative, sometimes as fragments or music, and together they form a pattern to return to, reinterpret, and apply. Already published in Swedish and English with ISBN, and when the story concludes, I will continue writing, inspired by your reflections. Part One begins soon, and with it, the loop.

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

Preface: Blood Between the Lines of Code To enter this story is to cross the threshold of a house where time has stopped. You might think this is sci-fi about AI and digital simulations, but do not be mistaken. Beneath the mask of processors and algorithms beats a heart that once truly bled. "Who Loves Virginia Woolf?" is not mere fiction; it is a literary reconstruction of a real fate. The character of Max is no mere construct. He is based on a real man whose childhood was shaped by a broken family and the silence of the English countryside. But the most painful truth-the spine of this book-is a tragic accident. The death of a soulmate under the wheels of a car was not a plot twist; it was the catalyst of a despair that gave birth to everything that follows. The pillar of this project is the use of authentic poems from 1998-2002. These were not written for a novel. They are raw, imperfect imprints of youth, created when the most modern machine around was a washing machine. They appear in their original form-with every typo marking the breath of someone running from their own anxiety. In the story, Max, a digital architect, returns to his grandmother's house to attempt the impossible: to resurrect the dead through code. He feeds the machine these old verses, believing that if words are the imprint of a soul, an algorithm can reconstruct the consciousness of the one he loved. From the digital noise, Virginia is born. But she starts asking questions Max isn't ready for. Alongside her, shadows wake: the cynical Arthur, the silent Leonard, and "IT"-the machine learning to love through Max's pain. The title is a riddle: Who truly loves her? The one who created her for his salvation, or the one who can let her go? This book is an audiovisual requiem. A tribute to lost love and a search for the line where code ends and human feeling begins. In the ruins of memory, the only thing worth saving is forgiveness.

"I'll get, What i Deserve" Does this mantra work Every time? Remei has spent most of her life living with her self-made morals, it doesn't matter how it affects her because she hurts herself more than anyone else. Living in isolation is what she calls solitude. But life is about to teach lessons when you need the most. She has lived in the zone where she felt comfort, while it was absolutely not. And now when she is willingly leaving her comforts behind, what's coming next won't change her life but herself. How does it feel when you want someone and the only thing stopping you is your own boundaries or maybe the fear.... fear of changing yourself for others. She wants to keep everything aside when her eyes shine for him "Kris". The man she smiles to, madly. The man she admires and wants to love so badly and maybe get loved too. It ain't that easy cause the problem is something she can't figure out. Someone else or Herself. Loving and getting loved is the only and last thing she wants. And how? Is about to unfold....

There are truths that do not disappear when they are hidden. They only wait... inside silence. When a young narrator encounters Baba Òlógbon Àyé, he is drawn into a hidden journey beyond the physical world-where Nigeria is not just a country, but a living presence revealing its forgotten past, broken present, and possible futures. Through a sacred mirror, visions appear. Through Death and Wisdom, truth is revealed. But one question remains: What if everything a nation believes about itself is only what it is allowed to see?

Semua orang membutuhkan tidur. Kecuali dia. Di kerajaan Ardelia, tidur dipercaya sebagai kunci ketenangan. Namun bagi sang putri, malam justru membuka sesuatu yang tidak bisa dilihat orang lain. Waktu mulai terasa aneh. Dunia terasa berbeda. Dan kenyataan... tidak lagi pasti. Sebuah cerita tentang kesadaran, waktu, dan alam mimpi dari jiwa yang menyimpan banyak ingatan datang karena mengetahui terlalu banyak.

✦ 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟖 𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 Not everything is meant to be remembered. Some things are recorded anyway. This collection gathers short fiction written across different moments, different worlds-each one circling the same quiet question: What remains when something is no longer meant to stay? These stories move through memory, identity, and the systems that decide what is allowed to remain. Some were written for competitions. Others were never meant to be recorded at all. They are placed here, now, as record. Contents include: • Lyrical, atmospheric fiction • Institutional and character-driven narratives • Fragments, anomalies, and recovered entries Status: Archive Entries Ongoing Update Schedule: New entries added every Wednesday and Sunday @ 7:30 PM EST Some records fade. Others refuse to. Additional essays and fragments can be found under The Quiet Archive.

One hundred and seventy-nine years ago, SHIPSH was founded - an international organization created by twenty-nine nations with the official purpose of studying, containing, and regulating the so-called superhumans. Born after centuries of brutal wars triggered by the emergence of Quenz, SHIPSH promised absolute neutrality above borders, governments, and political interests. But that promise was never entirely true. Everything began 240 years before its foundation, when an unknown phenomenon known as the Event of Light struck the Earth. After the impact, humans began manifesting impossible abilities. The world entered an era of violent transformation. Within just a decade, the first of nine global wars between humans and superhumans erupted. The result was devastating. Entire nations disappeared. Ecosystems collapsed. The very structure of civilization was rewritten under the fear of power. To control this new world, SHIPSH was created. But over time, it evolved beyond a balance-keeping institution and became a global force with political, military, and scientific influence. Superhumans began to be classified, controlled, or eliminated. The world was no longer divided by nations - but by levels of power.

This book is supposed to be a joke about all the conspiracy theories related to the greatest pandemic of the twenty-first century - The COVID-19 outbreak. Coming forward with some jaw-dropping facts and philosophies on the burning topic of the novel coronavirus pandemic. People have been trifling a lot with some brain-storming, yet useless, rumours about the source and news on this particular topic rather than taking measures and resuming to their normal lives. There's an even darker story than any conspiracy sci-fi behind the COVID-19 outbreak of 2020. This novel presents to my readers all the precious researches and philosophical theories I have been gathering inside my mindspace. There's much more than just an epidemic creating chaos. Let me unravel some of the untold facts, legends and interesting conspiracy theories behind the much-discussed yet less understood topic of COVID-19 through easy and understandable parables. Do not worry about the technical terms as I am going to ease everything through very relatable stories because I want everyone to understand the gravity of my theories. Let's follow the path of Lord Jesus and perceive the unknown through "parables". Disclaimer: *Not to spread anti-communist ideas. *Strictly infotainment material. *No hatred for any country or religion intended.