Tag "Angst" - Works and Original stories

The cyborg discovers human-like feelings in himself and reflexes that a mechanical body shouldn't have. He is trying to understand why people gave to robots such a range of emotions and how to exist with them in a world where cyborgs are just machines created for the convenience of humans.

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- I'm done, Reagan.

The Pantalone was like a rose: certainly lovely, beautiful and delicate, always pleasing to the eye, but when you touched it, the poisonous thorns dug into your flesh, stupefying and hurting you so much that you wanted to scream in pain. Zandik, too, has fallen into this trap. Like so many victims before him.

When Quentin and Aaron escape from Mr. Peterson, no one comes to knock the journalist out, and Theodore, as planned, is hit by a fallen stuffed giant crow. How will the story change if Quentin wants to help the Petersons? After all, sometimes the slightest deviation from the plan can lead to surprising consequences.

The Horcrux is truly amazing magic. Therefore, the Dark Lord decides to spare his life.

Betrayal knows his name

She feels. But what? Hatred or... something else? No... she knows she's just going crazy. Unconditionally.

20 years ago the apocalypse started, and a huge corporation named Holo, a science facility looking for a way to live forever is responsible. After an explosion causing a poison rain happened everyone either died, became a zombie, or wished they were gone. The original creator of the life potion Mr. Lane went on to try and fix what he told everyone would happen. After failing his children pick up where he left off on a journey to save the world.

- This is where she committed suicide.. - Match said in a quiet voice, and it felt like she was about to snap. Ruby turned white from the fear and tension of the situation. - Oh.. That's what this is all about.. Bullying? - The girl's voice trembled. - Yeah.. - the red-haired girl lowered her head. - But there's another problem.. Ruby looked at her questioningly. - Since that incident, I've been hearing her voice a lot.. And in every dream I have, there's HER.. I think she's haunting me..

This story is not about love in its usual sense. This story is not only about the original character. This story is about how I try to cover Kishimoto-san's mistakes by adding my own. This story is about what was not revealed in Naruto.

Sometimes only a couple of notes are enough to survive.

A rich imagination is not always capable of bringing benefits to a person. Sometimes he slowly goes crazy, even stopping communicating with other people for a long time. The guy understands this, but, nevertheless, he is not able to contain his fantasies. That is why he suffers from them.

When the narration was nearing the end, Snow said in the forest: "three dead are enough for me." At the same moment, the lines "Where they strung up a man they say murdered three" from the song "The Hanging Tree" popped up in my head. They flashed like a bright epiphany, and no longer left my mind. That's why this story was born.

The main character Savisa arrives at a summer camp called "The Four Elements". In the evening, she notices a strange light coming from the forest. When she arrives, she notices a strange tree and 3 girls. Approaching the tree, it glows brighter, and the girls faint. When they woke up, they discovered that they had abilities. It came as a shock to them. Why exactly did they get these powers? They don't need a powers. Or do they?

He listened to strange women reading fortunes at a county fair, and look where that got him.

Free-style translation of short poem by Russian poet Boris Ryzhy.

It sounds cynical, but it's true. although I would like to see a close person among all these colorful heads, constantly scurrying back and forth, who would laugh, pat me on the back a couple of times and go outside for a smoke, leaving behind a bunch of screaming teenagers. but it won't happen. But the eyes behind the purple hair will take you back in time, a little later, but give you a strawberry kiss...

I remember that moment in my life as a villain when I met her... We lived well, loved each other... Until this disaster happened in my life. And only her smile made me forget about everything. Who am I, where am I and what is going on in this crazy world. “Swallow, I love you...” he whispered over the corpse, which will never get up and smile at him with her lovely smile.

Diaval leaped up, but nothing could be seen behind the green hedge. Even as he climbed higher, only leaden heavy black skies looked back at him. Mistress... She disappeared. There was no silhouette of her wings ahead, not even to the side — there was nothing, nothing at all, pitch black emptiness, only clouds and dark waves — and not a trace, as if she had never existed. or that time diaval lost maleficent three times in one week