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Within Apocalypse
Chapter 1: Big Brother Content warning: domestic violence, suicideWe all saw it, the blinding light from the sky, and just like that everyone just disappeared except me.I remember my brother www.onedoor.cconce told me about 'The story of the Apocalypse' when I was only eight and a half years old. It had a peaceful, tranquil beginning, a sudden disastrous, melancholic middle and an epic, exciting ending as an eight-year-old would expect. My brother explained to me how the world would end. How 'the Armageddon' would come and go and how one side was always destined to come out victorious, which I found a bit u...
The Exact Recount of Half a Story
On the morning of a day not so particular, Z woke up with not just a glee, nor just any variety of contentment that made him doubt himself whether or not he deserved it, but an unadulterated happiness. Something that some indeterminate time ago, Z never thought was possible.In truth, Z had always been apathetic towards technology, quite strangely so, because he worked so closely with all the useful features and convenience such technological advances provided and when one chanced to ask Z, all he would say was that he made a stupid promise to someone a long time ago, to whom he could not even ...
The Creature With a Pelt of Stars
The last glimmer of starlight dims and goes out as the holes in the sky are sewn up. I look around me, hoping to somehow find out where I am, where I came from, and who I am. But all I see is black."Haley." A female voice calls out softly to me, almost a whisper. I drop a crumpled up piece of paper I didn't realize I had been holding, but I pay no attention to it. I turn around, but see nothing. The floor of wherever I am is covered by water, about half an inch deep. It is warm."Who are you?" I am confused. I am worried. I am scared. I have no memory of what I was."My name is Vix. But that har...
Hearts' Desire
Nobody’s perfect. I’m ashamed to admit my prejudices against him before we met. I'm truly blessed for how he’s opened my eyes.But, where are my manners! I’m rambling about myself and haven’t introduced you to my dearest love, Frederick. Now, don’t be quick to judge! Just because he smells a little and his clothes have seen better days, there isn’t a closer companion for me than Frederick. Do be careful though, he tends to bite. I suppose that should be expected from the undead.How did we meet? Well, it’s a bit of a cute story, I wish Freddy could share his side but he’s a little… uhm… how shal...