Aiki Nightore
Stories (16/0)
The Traveler: Beyo
Yes, yes, I still think that people like me, the Travelers, are monsters, but I changed my mind a little. Every person in Amaris is a monster in his own way. Maybe we've been monsters all this time and blamed the lost people. I don't know ... I don't know what to think.5
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in Confessions
WHAT IS METAVERSE AND WHAT IS THE POTENTIAL OF THIS CONCEPT?
Metaverse" has been a very current topic lately, Facebook and Microsoft being interested in exploiting digital facilities to integrate them into people's daily lives. But what is the metaverse and what is the potential of this concept?
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in 01
The realm of mysteries
Everything is white, pure white, magnificent. I'm waking up... I hear screams, many screams. I turn my head to the right and see injured people, on the left things were no better, everything was just blood. I try to get up but I can't. By my second most desperate attempt to get up in the end I succeed. I don't know if this is reality or just a nightmare. I wipe my eyes with dust, and the first thing I see is a girl trapped in a vine. I walk towards her but the forces let go and I fall. "Is this my end?" I ask myself. Then fall asleep ...
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in Fiction
The Player Next Door
When I first wrote Chapter 1, this story came to life in a way I didn't imagine. Partly because I had no idea if I would last 10 chapters. But, here we are with a finished book *pats self on back* that you may or may not enjoy... only time will tell ;)
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in Confessions
Heiress to the Thro
Another Monday, a new beginning of the week. But something is not the same as before. Today is my first day in a new high school. I moved recently, and these days are endless. I thought I would have a day of peace and quiet, but that day turned out to be Monday. I'll probably hate it from now on.
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in Fiction
Forbidden
I blink bored at my reflection in the car window, everything around me being buried in a grave silence. It's past midnight, and I'm in a car as black as the cloudy sky tonight. I wish I could stay home, but someone is so annoying you can't resist. I lower my eyes to look out the window and notice that we have stopped walking. I blink a few times in a row, then look back at the boy who had dragged me out of the house more by force. He gets out of the car without waiting for me, slowly slamming the metal door. I sigh for myself and rest my head on the piece of glass, not wanting to follow him.
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in Fiction
The story of a demon
My hair is flying and the motorcycle is driving on the highway to nowhere. The speed continues to increase, and my thoughts become just a memory of the stars. The clock reads three minutes and forty-five minutes. I lean against my old lady and light a cigarette. The cold penetrates every part of my skin, and the smoke soothes my tense muscles. 1
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in Fiction
The World of the Blind
- Can I talk to Mr. Miller? trying not to stutter, I cleared my throat, and my voice sounded hoarse. -He's pretty busy right now. The answer was accompanied by a bang in the background. You don't hold that arm well! the one at the end of the line had shouted, pushing the phone away from his ear for a second. Can I send you a message?
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in Fiction
Unknown
Lily, come on! They play truth and challenge, cried my best friend from the other end of the school.+ - I'm coming, I'm coming! she screamed back, running at her. Once I reach that whole group of strangers, I stand next to Vi, walking, watching and listening to the challenges that others receive. When I got there, I was a little convinced that I wanted to take part in this childish game, but Violet asked me resolutely, shattering my thought of refusing the classic question:
By Aiki Nightore2 years ago in Fiction