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Do Not Read This Journal is a dark fantasy short story inspired by the Western Cape of South Africa, blending gothic horror and psychological suspense.

The apocalypse went surprisingly smooth, turns out we actually know how to survive on this floating rock. No one knows what exactly started the apocalypse. Was it the gradually worsening world economics? Was it the climate gradually reaching its pollution limit? Or perhaps the supernatural ...

A student at a prestigious school, burdened by the weight of others’ expectations, drifts through life with an apathetic detachment. Tasked with menial errands by the enigmatic Haniuda, they find themselves lost in a cycle of disinterest, disconnected from everything around them. Despite their...

Upon the discovery of a Alien City on Mars, an expedition is sent to further study it. But unknown to them, something else lurks beneath the red sands of out sister planet, with disastrous consequences waiting.

In a world where magic is ubiquitous and mana is the source of all power, Ryo is an atypical detective. Lacking any magical abilities, he often finds himself on the fringes of his colleagues. Yet, a dark force has haunted him since his earliest memories, a void he can't seem to fill. Armed with h...

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In the heart of Petrograd, Mikhail Alexandrovich Petrov, orchestrates a symphony of intrigue and deception. Driven by a singular vision of revolution, he navigates the treacherous waters of politics with ruthless precision.

You, who showed me an ominous light. You, who had no reflection. You, who lived in the back of my mind, a voice only I could hear. You’re my grim reaper, an illusion of my greatest desire, and the end of it all. The despair that lived in the shell of what was me. Thanatos, my dearest...