Rembrain, a group of neurological developers and AI biologists has developed "Ender Cell Therapy" in hopes of making permanent smiling faces the only faces of the world and ushering in the new faces of "peace" in the form of the "memorai".

A.R.M.A—Autonomous Robotic Military Arsenal—was created to serve as war machines without human involvement. However, nations used them to invade and conquer, igniting the Third World War, known as the A.R.M.A Conflict. After five years, the most powerful A.R.M.A, capable of hacking others, turned...

Three hundred million years ago, the mass continent of Pangea shattered - breaking the earth into five roughly, equal pieces. As their planet fractured, humanity scrambled across the cosmos, in search of a new home. Now, three hundred million years later, after voyaging across the entirety of the...

In Autumnal, the city of eternal Fall, Sienna—an apprentice witch, is tasked with lighting the sacred Jack O’Lantern, which keeps the balance between dreams and nightmares in their world, during the annual Halloween festival. But when the pumpkin is stolen by a mysterious group of shadows, Sie...

"The world I once thought was peaceful turn out to be worse than I expected. There is no such thing as you become good person, you will treated right. If you want to live, you need to take every possible chance you ever offered, even it not something you comfortable with." Ireda, the world of ...

Welcome to a world full of pain and suffering, this is a world that eveng God can't cleanse, I wonder if there is a hero that will cleanse this land.

A while ago..A horrible king ruled the lands of willow valley..Most Witches had assigned magic,If someone disobeyed his rule of magic and tried other magic then the king would imprison them..Though there are wild witches that are wanted by the Valley guards.

Vellan Volt a 17-year old child, suffering from depression and lost of purpose. He died and found himself in the world of Naradia, a world of possibility, and where everything is fighting to win a war, he will become the child of possibilities.

Scrap was a fitting enough nickname. I was kicked out of my parents house at eighteen. Begging for scraps until I was twenty-one. At twenty-two they found me looking for scarp parts. I fixed up the generator to make up for the stuff I stole. A few months later I was the only one left alive. They...

Three Poems about a singular place. Where horror meets Alice in Wonderland. And you’ll never want to leave. A strange, and horrific tea party. Poem One: Prey and Poems Poem Two: The Hunt Poem Three: Meat Feast