Labyrinth Memes Novels & Stories

“A London that serves the people. Labor you can depend on! Guaranteed food and shelter! We are immortals, sent by God to save you from the squalor and sin you have known all your lives.” I squeezed my way through the walls of people until I had reached the wall of Reapers at the edge of the crowd. They let me pass through them, which only further angered the mortals behind me. As I moved down another alley, the incubus’s magically-amplified speech cut through the mob’s angry yells:

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I muttered. On looking at the notification, I could see 99+ notifications. “LET THE LGBTQ COMMUNITY BREATHE!” “LAURA'S KARMA HAD JUST MET HER NIGHTMARE” #JUSTICE FOR ERIC SLOAN# #SANCTION TO LORA KARMA# #THE WICKED MUST NOT GO UNPUNISHED# All the notifications read. The one that got my attention was an anonymous poster that made a meme video clip of me with ruined makeup and some captions that struck me hard. This particular caption was directed to my last post Eric had forced me to make.

There were another few dozen texts, all along the same lines and starting around the time I’d met Zane. Could they be from Scott? Maybe. They might also be from anyone else whose name began with “S,” or any other letter. You couldn’t tell anything from online names, except sometimes that someone had a sense of humor or when they put their ideology in their name, like KillAllHumans142. I went back to my main feed and found a photo of Jordan giving his brief speech, along with a few-dozen comments about his age and declaring him attractive. It seemed harmless. It was there, however, that I found a meme I greatly disliked. It showed my face on a white wolf’s body with wings. The wolf was also d

"Someone hotter and less grumpy for me to do this with?" Lily's response was blunt. "Arc's the ugly, deformed waiter you kissed at your father's gala after finding out about your ex's infidelity." Chelsea winced. "Thanks for the reminder." "You needed it," Lily said. "Kevin's stealing the spotlight, and even Larry's Italian charm is overshadowing your drama. Those memes aren't helping. Almost ten memes of you crying that night has surfaced, including one with a thundercloud hovering over your head." Chelsea's anxiety spiked. Being meme-ified meant you were either ridiculously silly or famously notorious. Chelsea knew he'd become a meme for both reasons.

My foot I say to all those foolish uncultured creatures. But back to the plan... I know exactly what I'm going to do, little miss perfect aren't going to be so perfect after I'm done with her. She will be equivalent to Lilly's disfigured paintings. With a dark grin spreading on her lips, one similar to the grin the devil himself would be spotted in. The chills that run down one's spine after witnessing it would certainly crawl down your spine like a lone drop of water running down one's exposed back. •●•

"Wait till you see the Labyrinth of Shattered Memories," I continued, expanding another section of the hologram. "It uses their own regrets against them. Every wrong turn leads to a personalized nightmare." Dad clapped his hands together. "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" He turned to me, his face split in a wide grin. "You know, sometimes I forget just how much like me you really are." I rolled my eyes, but couldn't keep the smile from my face. "Don't go getting sentimental on me, old man. I learned from the best, that's all."

Tara walked beside her down the hallway, clutching two coffees and grinning like a gossip columnist. “They’re calling you The Muse of Cross. That’s either a curse or a compliment. Haven’t decided yet.” Lena groaned. “I want to disappear.” “Too late. You’re trending on the student board.” Tara showed her phone. Sure enough, someone had made a meme of Damien staring at a blank canvas with the caption: Thinking about Lena (probably). Lena buried her face in her hands. “I hate everything.” Tara sipped her coffee. “Honestly? It’s kind of iconic.”

"Make it punchy, Carlin. We're not just serving tea here." Carlin rolled her eyes but followed his advice, weaving words that ignited curiosity and sparked outrage. Vasky, in his element, enhanced the content with his signature memes. As he clicked away on his laptop, he couldn't help but mutter, "Memes are the modern hieroglyphics, after all." ‌

They are almost in the center of labyrinth while the other team are struggling fighting the danger beasts they are facing because they have no teamwork. “Those danger beasts are just illusions. I also put middle-ranking demons in the labyrinth. I get the idea from the concept of my late mother’s writing simulation magic. I can also create those kind of illusions using Mind Magic. That’s why that labyrinth is named the Labyrinth of Phantasm because it’s full of illusions that become true to the eyes and mind of the targets. Archmaster Leonard was the one who helped me in adapting my mother’s spell and developing it furthermore,” Lotus revealed to us, making us bewildered. We almost fall for t