Existential Novels & Stories

The Observer looked toward the light. “It could define what reality is.” --- The presence spoke again. “I have seen nothing.” Auren remained silent. “I have no memories.” Auren nodded. “I have no purpose.” “Yes.” “I have no reason to exist.” Auren stepped forward. “You don't need one.” The presence paused. “Why?” “Because existence doesn't need permission.” Kael watched his son. A strange warmth filled his chest. Auren continued. “You can exist before you understand why.” The presence became still.

Dorian said to Jarvis and Jarvis quickly bows and says "Milady I am truly sorry for talking so arrogant to you yesterday. please do forgive my ridiculous behavior." Dorian hugs Jarvis and says to her "you have nothing to be sorry for. I wasn't being thoughtful. your sister just died I should have shown some sympathy. "I forgive you milady," Jarvis says with a weak smile. "I'm sorry to interrupt but what do we do with the body," Adrian asked. "I was thinking we go to a river to burn her so she can be clean from all the bad things of the world and reunite with The mother, the Goddess Celena.

I whispered through tears. “It’s begging someone to stay.” His expression shattered instantly. Because he understood. This entity wasn’t attacking from cruelty. It was lashing out from unbearable abandonment. Just like the original system. Just like humanity. Just like all of us. The network trembled violently as I stepped closer to the darkness. Pain crashed through me instantly. Not physical pain. Existential pain. The feeling that nothing would ever truly heal. That everyone eventually leaves. That love only guarantees grief later. I almost collapsed under the weight of it.

he said sarcastically. "And you have such great power yet you can't use it" he tsk, throwing Junes head to the side and slowly walked up to me. "It's to bad you are dying today and the legacy of your forefathers won't continue.. you are dying today FINAL DESTINATION " he smirked.

Fate. They call it destiny or kismet. A time comes in life when there's so much happiness that getting something more than what you expected felt surreal, a figment of imagination. As if just the deepest yearning dream of yours comes alive. Your ear rings with a constant numbing feeling of the words that you yearned to hear for years. The words that now repeat in your head like a mantra of lullaby. Calming and serene. Then denial and disbelief kicked in. Questions raking one after the other. It was impossible but then again nothing was impossible for God. When with all your will you try to wake up from the blissful dream but nothing happens.

We tiptoed around it, filling the space with our usual, comfortable bickering. “The carrots,” Kairi declared one morning, pointing an accusing trowel, “are exhibiting signs of existential dread. See the droop? They’ve heard the wolves.” I peered at the perfectly normal carrot tops. “They’re fine. You’re projecting. Maybe you’re the one with existential dread.” “I’m a Lawgiver. I define existence. I don’t dread it, I categorize it.” “Into ‘good carrots’ and ‘psychologically compromised carrots,’ apparently.”

"Well he is protecting the woman I love and who I can't live without to stay alive, so he is saving me too. It is nice to think that in some way he is still around, even if I can't see or hear him." We just lay there snuggled for a while. "Arizer?" "Yes?" "You awake?" I smile as he chuckles "I was just wondering where these creatures actually come from?" "Well as far as we are aware from the underworld." "What as in like hell?" "Well it is not technically hell, I don't know if hell exists but this is probably similar to that yes." "OK" "Why do you ask?" "Well I wondered if these creatures come from somewhere that is evil, is there not somewhere with good, and if there is why are they not hel

"The idea that you are not apex. That evolution continues beyond your design. That someday, something you created might surpass you so completely that your continued existence becomes unnecessary." "Of course it terrifies us," a third Primordial admitted, and the honesty was stunning. "We are logic made conscious. Our entire existence is predicated on being right. On understanding reality better than anything within reality can. Admitting we are wrong about fundamental principles—that is not just difficult. It is existential threat to what we are." "Then perhaps," Aria's voice whispered through her dying form, barely audible, "you need

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