Existential Novels & Stories

“Come on, just a sip.” “Oh…no.” I insist. “Yeah…I want to… feel this ‘feeling’ sober. I guess you could say that.” I finish as I gesture at the gravestones around us. “Nothing gets people recognising their mortality like the dead and dying.” He utters before taking a swig. “So, how do you deal with this?” “‘This’ as in existential depression?” “No!” I chuckle slightly. Have we ever had such a light conversation before? It feels good.

“Actually, that’s my advice for you. Hold out as long as you can because the moment you break, I lose my interest in you.” I scoffed, “I have no reason to keep you interested in me.” “Oh, you do,” the voice said, breathing on my neck. “The bitches I have interest in survive for a long, long time. At least, longer than many. However, the moment I lose interest in them, they cease to exist.” “You killed them?” I asked, my voice betraying me by being shaky. I heard the voice laugh, “It’s a little too early to be scared but yes, you’re right. That’s what "cease to exist" means.”

And suddenly— Luke realized something horrifying. The thing beneath reality wasn’t entering existence. Existence was falling toward it. Like gravity. The crack represented the absence underneath all constructed meaning. And the more realities doubted themselves— The stronger the pull became. The awakened network pulsed weakly: “Collective existential destabilization increasing…” Luke clenched his fists painfully. No. No. He refused. Maybe meaning wasn’t permanent. Maybe connection ended eventually. Maybe existence had no cosmic guarantee. But that didn’t make it worthless.

He leaned against the doorway, watching me with unreadable eyes. "I deleted what you wrote. That useless garbage is what's getting ideas in your head.” "You don't actually think you can leave me and survive on your own with that worthless trash, do you?"

, she was going to be the damned death of him. Glossary Ankhas- Currency used in Pythas Pythas- One of the numerous planes of existence, Populated by Magical Beings

He used a transporter to send us into a vacuum, to rid us without a trace, and because of their information, they were able to get to us before we shifted or, for our understanding, before we died. “If we died, we would just have gone back in time, right?” James asked. “No boy, because death doesn’t exist”. She replied, “What?” We were shocked by her statement. She explained that humans or life in general doesn’t die but shifts to a similar dimension where it exists, and continues from there, with no memory at all of what has happened to said life. “So, what makes us special?” I asked. “Because you can remember”, she replied. “And…... we call any life form that can recall shifting events, Pr

"For every moment of happiness, there are countless moments of pain. The mathematics favor non-existence." David, through Wisdom, saw the logical spiral. "Reality is applying cost-benefit analysis to its own existence. By pure calculation, suffering does outweigh joy." "Then why continue?" reality asked, and the question caused more stars to flicker out. "If logic itself argues for non-existence, what possible reason justifies being?" The mad gods sang understanding. "Welcome to madness, cosmic self! To be aware is to be insane, for sanity cannot comprehend its own existence!" Through divine authority, I tried something I'd never attempted—providing therapy to existence itself.

I twist the stalker around and pin him against a wall "Who are you?" I spit with a growl, he says nothing What do you want?" I growl again, still, he says nothing "Fine, I have no use for you, so ill just kill you and be on my way" "Wait!!!! he quickly says I just stare at him waiting for him to continue "My names Mathew" "And you were following us because?" I ask with raised eyebrows "Well because my boss wanted to know who you are, he sensed you at the explosion site earlier"

Sadie I. Am. So. Doomed. This is it. This is where my life will end. Fucking hell kind of life am I living at this point? This is where I’ll be going to jail and bring people around me down. I will bring Agon down...I’ll see you all in the afterlife. I hope Anya’s mother will give me a chance to pray and bid farewell to my family and friends and future. Now I close my eyes and put my hands together. God, you lead my way now.