Coldest Lines Said

[The Great Wyver She/Her]

5 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

“It’s a beautiful day outside. Flowers are blooming. Birds are chirping.”

”On days like these,”

”kids like you,”

”deserve to be”

”BURNING IN [damnation]” - Sans undertale

 

of course, of course Undertale

"My brother really wants to see a human. Be nice if you kept pretending to be one." Sans Undertale on Geno route

[CoderDrag0n8 He/Him]

54 minutes ago, The Great Wyver said:

of course, of course Undertale

"My brother really wants to see a human. Be nice if you kept pretending to be one." Sans Undertale on Geno route

Ohhhhh dang!

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

WaT

Spoiler

Taravangian... I call that a bargain

 

[al_lan_mandragoran]

8 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

“It’s a beautiful day outside. Flowers are blooming. Birds are chirping.”

”On days like these,”

”kids like you,”

”deserve to be”

”BURNING IN [damnation]” - Sans undertale

That's not really cold. I would say its more unpleasantly hot.

[Keke They/he]

“I thought angels were supposed to be guardians. Fluffy wings, halos, not (beep).”

”read the Bible”

Dean and Cas- supernatural

 

”you either help me now, or when you need my help, then dont come knocking.” - Dean spn

“And if the prophet was in the same room as (shshs)?”

”then the most fearsome wrath of heaven would rain down upon (shshsh)”

Dean and cas (this whole scene is very cold)

 

”some people are just born tortured. And when they die, their spirits are just as dark.” Sam

Edited September 12, 2025 by Hawks
It got weird idl

[CoderDrag0n8 He/Him]

||| This was the story just for that one reader |||

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

“I just ate a flower”

-Odysseus 

“My mom, 500 men gone, this can’t go on”

-Also Odysseus 

[TruthwatchingRadiant He/Him]

LANGUAGE LESSON OR LESS LAUGHTER!

-Duo the Owl…

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

Spoiler

enough said

Edited September 14, 2025 by ChipsAHoid

[The Great Wyver She/Her]

19 hours ago, ChipsAHoid said:

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enough said

What can I say? Hyper Ice(TM)

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

On 9/15/2025 at 1:19 AM, ChipsAHoid said:

“I just ate a flower”

-Odysseus 

“My mom, 500 men gone, this can’t go on”

-Also Odysseus 

"No"

     - Also Odysseus, to Athena

Ody: "You're going to call off that storm."

Poseidon: "Or what? You can't kill me,"

Ody: "Exactly."

[KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him]

"Impossible is what I do"

        - Gavin Guile

[Brightnerd Zoodle they/them]

"Do me a favor, die for me." - Zombie Cleo, Last Life ep. 5 

[ChipsAHoid He/Him]

“They may take your swords, your spears, your shields. They may take your friends, your families, your lives. 

But they cannot take your hope.

For hope is not taken.

It is relinquished.”

 

“War is not won by the death of men. War is won when the will to fight, to live is slain. War is not won by might but by hope.”

 

“You have no idea the horrors I've witnessed. The things I've done. Every time I close my eyes I hear the screams of men as they die. I smell the scent of blood and death. I see my friends, my brothers die before my eyes. I feel the blood of the women and children on my hands, whimpering in fear as they die. You don't know what I am. The monster I've become. You should be horrified. You should hate me. I certainly do. Even my own comrades, the only family I had left distanced themselves after every line was crossed, every carnage dealt. Next time do not ask such questions so carelessly.”
 

-All things I intend to write into my book, haven’t quite decided who I want to say what yet

[CoderDrag0n8 He/Him]

ORV Spoilers:

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Ch 283:

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【 It isn't salvation. It is a curse. 】 - Secretive Plotter

Just the begining of Ch 1

「 There are three ways to survive in a ruined world. I have forgotten some of them now. However, one thing is certain: you who are currently reading these words will survive. 」

 

[Akimikoisthecutest]

I can forgive you... but my kingdom cannot. - Elend

[CoderDrag0n8 He/Him]

3 minutes ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

ORV Spoilers:

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Ch 283:

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【 It isn't salvation. It is a curse. 】 - Secretive Plotter

Just the begining of Ch 1

「 There are three ways to survive in a ruined world. I have forgotten some of them now. However, one thing is certain: you who are currently reading these words will survive. 」

 

More ORV Spoilers (armed with an Ebook reader, i can now ctrl-f properly) Ch 216

Spoiler

"I think there is a huge wall."

<snip>

"You and I are talking like this but we're not really communicating. There is no such thing as communication in this world."

<snip>

I felt like I was mistaken and that the moment I spoke these words, everything would change. This optical illusion was broken by Jang Hayoung's words."I might be different from others but of course, there is no such thing."

"What?"

"Everyone has a wall and communication is impossible… that's obvious."

I couldn't believe the friendly Jang Hayoung thought so. It was a bit surprising. Then Jang Hayoung continued, "However, we still have to talk. Even if there is a huge wall, there is a person behind that wall."

"…What can we say when there is a wall?"

"Write on the wall."

My mouth dropped open at the brazen words.

"If you rust or pee, you will leave something on the wall. That way, the other party will recognize it."

"Why would you do such a thing? The other person is beyond the wall anyway…"

"Still, you should leave a mark." Does that make sense?" "There is no apparent meaning."

"Then?"

"It is just important that you left it."

"The other party won't know so why?"

"At least the wall has changed." I was speechless for a moment. Jang Hayoung spoke in a resolute voice. "Then one day, someone might read it."

 

[Keke They/he]

Season 8, episode clip show spoilers supernatural

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"What's the line? "Saving people, hunting things – the family business." Well, I think the people you save, they're how you justify your pathetic little lives. The alcoholism, the collateral damage, the pain you've caused – the one thing that allows you to sleep at night, the one thing is knowing that these folks are out there, still out there happy and healthy because of you, you great, big, bloody heroes! Sarah? They're your life's work, and I'm going to rip it apart piece by piece because I can, because you can't stop me, and because when they're all gone, what will you have left? You want to keep those people alive. I want complete and utter surrender. The tablet, the trials – you'll give them up, or we'll keep doing this dance. Your choice, my darlings."

And mark Sheppard delivered it PERFECTLY.

[al_lan_mandragoran]

I am your father.

 - The Empire Strikes Back

[CoderDrag0n8 He/Him]

ORV Ch 496

Spoiler

⸢[Ah, ah. Can you hear me now? Well, deary me. I ended up working extra because the Korean patch wasn't installed yet.]⸥

I felt this chilling sensation and quickly took a look around. A Story could be heard coming from somewhere. And it was something I was intimately familiar with.

⸢[This is not a film shoot.]⸥

Something else popped up in the air right after that. It was a small shadow covering the sky the moment that dark, sinister summoned thing exploded.

I hurriedly scanned my surroundings.

⸢[This isn't a dream, it's not a novel, nor is it 'reality' that you people used to know. You get it now? So everyone, shut your mouths and listen to me.]⸥

Definitely nearby. He was somewhere nearby, for sure.

Just how long did I wander around this plain for?

Eventually, I spotted him collapsed on the field of reeds.

"Bihyung."

I carefully picked him up. He used to be as big as a grown adult male after becoming a Great Dokkaebi, but now, he had shrunken back down to the size of a baby.

Just like on the first day that I met him.

"Bihyung!"

The starting point of all my tragedies.

If I hadn't met this guy, I'd have probably remained as a regular contracted worker for Mino Soft even now.

⸢[Hold on. Are you saying that you want to sign the <Stream Contract> with me??]⸥

If I hadn't signed the damn contract with this guy, I'd not have been able to come this far.

Crumbs of Story fell from Bihyung's body. Their falling speed got progressively faster and faster.

⸢"Just what have you contributed to the <Kim Dokja's Company>'s Story? Why are you shamelessly involving yourselves in their Coin compensations?"⸥

⸢"Aren't you fed up with such a story by now? For how long are you going to seek out Stories that conform only to the Bureau's standards?"⸥

Bihyung's Stories that I didn't know of were crumbling away.

I shook him again, trying to wake him up. I even resorted to smacking him in his cheeks, too. That prompted a frail voice to enter my ears.

"…That hurts. I'm beginning to pity Bawul you smacked around back then."

Bihyung opened his eyes and smiled bitterly.

He spoke not in the true voice, but in a trembling, faltering regular voice. It was Dokkaebi Bihyung's real voice, heard for the first time after such a long while.

A voice that I hated.

This bastard was responsible for turning people into Incarnations and spreading scenarios everywhere, changing this world into a kingdom of voyeurism. And that was precisely why I had to ask him.

"Why did you save me?"

The reason why Bihyung ended up in this state was because he touched the Probability he shouldn't have.

Just like those Great Dokkaebis being extinguished after forcibly interfering with the scenario, Bihyung too ended up in this miserable state by jumping headlong into the aftermath's storm he couldn't handle.

⸢Bihyung would die in this place.⸥

Stories I possessed began trembling.

This wasn't my plan. This wasn't the Story I longed for.

['The Fourth Wall' is violently shaking!]

Instead of a reply, Bihyung vomited out a mouthful of pitch-black Story. His body was getting smaller and smaller.

"…I'd like to sit up for a minute."

I helped Bihyung up.

The flights of stars could be seen in the cold night sky. Stars that went along this way and that according to the flow of the scenario. The flow of the distant stream of stars…

Bihyung was staring at the ⸢Star Stream⸥.

"I've transferred all of your companions. And the majority of the Constellations, as well as the Incarnations near you, should've survived as well. This place is safe from the external shocks."

"You…"

"You'll soon figure out the details yourself. You're a smart cookie, after all."

Several stars were falling in the sky. While I searched for words to say, the number of falling stars gradually increased.

Stars were dying in the distant 'context of constellations'.

Bihyung should have lived his life while dreaming the dreams of those stars.

"Kim Dokja. You and I aren't companions."

He must've enjoyed the stars' Stories, and must've watched their tragicomedies together. He must've witnessed the deaths of countless stars. And, on one hand…

"You are an Incarnation of the scenario, and I'm just a storyteller."

…He must've thought that those deaths looked quite beautiful.

It was true that I hated Bihyung. I tried so hard to stoke the flames of that emotion.

[Story, 'King of a Kingless World', is looking at its storyteller.]

[Story, 'One Who Opposes the Miracle', grieves for its storyteller.]

[Story, 'One Who Hunted the King of Disasters', mourns for its storyteller.]

My Stories scattered like fading screams and spoke to Bihyung.

He chuckled. With a proud face, no less.

"I actually wanted to witness your Story till its end, though."

Beyond the skies he was looking at, was the ⸢Final Wall⸥. The dream Bihyung had been dreaming. The place where the king of all scenarios, the 'Dokkaebi King', resided.

I wanted to say something. I wanted to ask if he really was giving up here. Ask him if he had forgotten about the promise we made back then.

⸢"Dokkaebi Bihyung, sign the contract with me. If you do, I shall make you the king of all Dokkaebis.⸥

I still hadn't fulfilled that promise yet.

⸢He was the first reader of the Story Kim Dokja had compiled.⸥

My hands grew lighter. I slowly lowered my head, but Bihyung wasn't there anymore. As befitting a damn storyteller, he made sure to leave behind his story even as he died.

I staggered back up to my feet.

⸢He wanted to create a Story where no one had to be sacrificed.⸥

[Your great epic has encountered an opportunity to change!!]

Blood seeped out from my tightly clenched fists. All of my Stories were wailing out. They screamed towards <Star Stream> and at the [Final Wall].

⸢This story hasn't ended yet, Kim Dokja.⸥

That was the dead Bihyung's Story talking. The Story he left behind moments before his death circled around me and was exhausting its own paragraphs.

Bihyung was dead, yet the Story he left behind was still alive.

ORV Ch 533

Spoiler

– I've found him.

"What? Where? N-no, hang on. Where are you now?"

Her heart began pounding away.

Kim Dokja had been found. Finally.

However, the next set of words was something that not even her [Predictive Plagiarism] could have predicted.

– I'm currently, well… I'm in the place called a hospital's emergency ward."

 

 

Han Sooyoung avoided the guard's eyes and climbed aboard an early-hours taxi cab. The hospital itself wasn't too far. Doctors and nurses were busily going about their businesses despite the hour being what it was. Screams of pain from the patients intermittently rang out. And empty beds were deeply permeated with the lengthy tendrils of death's scent.

 

Even in a world without scenarios, people continued to die.

These were very small apocalypses. This was where lives not recorded went to disappear.

Han Sooyoung, currently half in a daze, scanned all the stretchers.

"Ah…"

And that's how she found the 15-year-old Kim Dokja lying on one. His face, deeply sunken and pale. An IV needle was stuck in the boy's wrist wrapped tightly in bandages.

"I'm telling you, it's not our fault! In his school, he…!"

That came from a face not closely resembling Kim Dokja's. A married couple, seemingly cousins once removed from the unconscious boy, were shouting at a doctor in clear bouts of irritation.

Han Sooyoung stared at them, before demanding an answer from the Dokkaebi King. "How did this guy end up like this?"

"Apparently, he jumped out of the classroom window."

Han Sooyoung slowly reached out and checked Kim Dokja's current condition. Crude cast and bandages wrapped around his body. Swollen bruises all over his face. His arm where not one solid muscle could be felt lay powerlessly on the bed.

Han Sooyoung held the boy's hand.

It was as small as her own.

"Do… Do something," she muttered out.

"Please don't worry. These aren't fatal wounds. Thankfully, the classroom floor wasn't high, and he collided with a tree on his way down, so…"

"That's not what I meant!"

The married couple walking in closer from the distance could be seen. They must've discovered Han Sooyoung, since they seemed to be shouting something or rather in her direction.

However, their voices didn't register in her brain.

Just why…

⸢"If it weren't for that novel, I'd probably have died back then."⸥

She wasn't sure if this was her own memory, or the 3rd turn's.

⸢"You, you. You and your exaggerations."⸥

⸢"I'm telling you the truth."⸥

Ancient, creaky memories rushed in like tidal waves while hiding within all the ringing noises in her head. The Dokkaebi King supported her and they left the hospital. She saw the medical staff and the paramedics hurriedly moving the new patient into the emergency ward.

"We managed to find him somehow, didn't we?"

"…"

"Now that I've seen him personally, it was true all along. Did you sense that incredible aura coming out from his entire figure? And now, as soon as he opens his own world, then…"

As if it was looking forward to the apocalypse soon to visit this world-line, the Dokkaebi King continued to yap on and on.

Han Sooyoung muttered out as she stumbled ungainly. "Kim Dokja said he read that novel when he was fifteen."

"Yes. So, soon it…"

"What if he didn't get to read that novel… What will happen to him?"

"Pardon?"

If the 'Ways of Survival' didn't start, then this world would not be destroyed.

However, what would happen to Kim Dokja, instead?

"Uhm, hello?"

"…"

"Are you actually crying?"

Kim Dokja's tragedy was a rather common one. If only a small number of gazes fell upon him, if only just a tiny little bit of goodwill was shown his way, then it'd have been easily overcome. However, he couldn't exactly expect those small gazes or goodwill in the situation he found himself in.

Realistically speaking, could a 13-year-old elementary school kid be able to save anyone? One who can barely regain herself only during early hours, no less?

"But, why are you crying?"

That didn't mean she could entrust it to this Dokkaebi King, either.

Not only did it speak weirdly, but it also couldn't use the system, and its character couldn't even be trusted, so how could she expect such a bum of a Dokkaebi to…

Han Sooyoung dazedly stared at her own hands.

⸢"That novel saved me. So, I should pay my debt to its protagonist."⸥

The way to… save Kim Dokja.

"Hey, you have any money on you?"

"Pardon?"

"Give me five thousand, no, ten thousand Won."

Han Sooyoung quickly snatched the Dokkaebi King's cash and rushed towards the nearby PC Bang.

The latter screamed and chased after her. "That's all the money I have!"

She sneaked past the PC Bang's owner dozing off, stole a charge card, logged into an unused computer, and clicked on the internet browser. She typed in the address of the webnovel platform she always connected to, and searched for a certain author's name again.

– There are no matching results.

Even now, tls123 hadn't shown up yet.

The end of the year was fast approaching, yet the serialisation hadn't started yet.

Han Sooyoung quietly glared at the monitor for a little while, before clicking on the platform's [members registration] icon.

She didn't know who tls123 was. However, if tls123 was, at least, not Kim Dokja – if the author of that damn novel was someone else, then…

– The applicable username is currently not in use. Would you like to use this username?

Perhaps it didn't really matter who it was?

Her hand gripping the mouse was trembling hard.

The tragedy's button rested against the tip of her finger. If she clicked it, then… the apocalypse of countless world-lines would begin.

However, if she didn't press it…

– Yes.

…The 'small world' she witnessed would disappear.

– Dear tls123-nim. Congratulations on your registration!

Han Sooyoung confirmed the remaining time.

[Three hours remaining in the self-regulated activity period.]

[Once the main ego wakes up, your control will forcibly be rescinded.]

She opened up the word processor and began typing away immediately. As if she was unspooling a manuscript stuck inside her head for the longest time ever, her fingers continued to move in a brilliant fashion. She showed not a single error in her typing. Her exquisite sentences that seemingly carved out a world in its entirety. However, arrangements that lacked any consideration towards the potential reader, and expositions that had no immersive devices to speak of. She typed, and typed some more, of this boring story.

All the while expecting that…

…Without a doubt, one person would definitely get to read this story.

⸢This is a lie.⸥

Countless worlds were destroyed by her hands.

And countless characters died because of her.

⸢At least, until it can become the truth.⸥

All the possibilities that her [Predictive Plagiarism] could guess were overflowing inside her head. Some of them became the narrative, while some others became expositions.

And so, how long passed by like that? Han Sooyoung's fingers eventually came to a stop.

⸢Yoo Joonghyuk stood before the vast, endless calamity pouncing on him and spoke.⸥

It was not possible to figure out every facet of the story through the [Predictive Plagiarism].

⸢"Until I witness the end of the scenario, I shall never give up. That's why…"⸥

She wasn't sure whether Yoo Joonghyuk really said something like that or not. Because all of this was from her imagination, after all. Because she had created everything. That's why she wanted to write

these very words. Even if by borrowing Yoo Joonghyuk's mouth, she wanted to write these words and put them in there.

⸢"You shouldn't give up, either."⸥

 

[Clarkmon22 He/Him]

"Don't shoot me if I'm having good time." — Ilyukhina, Project Hail Mary

[Qianweilian He/him]

"Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past"

[S. Stormy she/her]

"I take it you two are... friends?"

"No. We are inmates. In the prison cell called life."

-Ben Chambers. I don't remember who asked the question

[KnightSkye Reforged They/Them]

"May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one." -Malcolm Reynolds, Firefly

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

Not a line actually written but something I plan to have in the prologue of the book I'm writing:

“You won’t win. You-” he bent over, coughing, “you can’t win. They will come for you, and they will kill every damn one of you.”

Death smiled even wider. “You are the ones who began this war, young man. All we seek is justice.

"And it is you who will pay the price of our redemption."

And then in the climax of the book, when the guy they call "Death" here's protegé is standing up to him and he's begging her to stand aside so he won't have to kill her.

"So Death can weep."