This is something I'm writing for myself. These are all my thoughts and feelings, they're real... not something I'm creating and writing for the audience because I can't move on at the moment.

It was dark. I was cold & wearing nothing but a thin white robe that was torn at the sleeves, hips, & back. There was an iron-like smell wafting through the room, blood. It was definitely blood. But, who's? Mine? Or, someone else's? I slowly got up & onto my feet to look around but, as expected, ...

it's what the title says. Just some random stuff that I decided to publish. A diary or a memo of sorts. But its public.

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Shizuku can not sleep for if he does, ghost will take over his body

John died and wants to become bily bob joe. Then he reincarnated in a magical fantasy world and is billy bob joe.

After being rejected from the 300th job he applied to, Zayn tries to recall the last time he felt true happiness. Nowadays he was met with disappointment and frustration wherever he turned. Once a promising athlete and sociable person, he's been reduced to a former shell of himself. As he reminis...

After failing and dying for what seemed like dozens of times when questing with her party, Mera quit as an adventurer and decided to become a receptionist in the Hero's Guild instead.