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Warning this novel is very scary!!!! 

Don't read the novel late at night.

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What would you do if you happen to wake up late at night?

Or

If you stumbled something you shouldn't have?

Or

Plague by something?





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Short scary stories found in subreddit nosleep.

one fateful night the voice of forced a force that everyone knew everyone had fun there to everyone got to do everything they wanted but the children sting felt right they felt like something was there watching them felt like they were being watched in the forest so they tell their mom mom I feel like something is watching me through this Forest I'm scared what should I do said the little girl she said scary stories that are haunting you sweetie go play with your friends but if the thing is real come get me in the adults so she went with her friends and played she said do y'all feel like y'all are being watched in this Forest the other kids felt it too Billy said the belief that went to the thing he's you know there's nobody watching us do you have thoughts are here in your little girl should not be scared what are you a scaredy-cat I thought you were waiting on those scary stories her friend amethyst was like hey that's not nice Billy it feels like you're being watched you don't feel like you're being watched because something's probably eating you alive you screamed and he said no I don't want to be eaten and that's why I thought she said your hay decided to tell Philly don't you listen to them all they are just a bunch of punks Billy Dominick's like yo head that's not very nice yo he was like I don't care they're being mean to him just because he's a bully he probably got bully when he was a kid so it doesn't make any first sentence I get it and doesn't make no fear sense but he will lead them when they work it then you'll have pushed bully off of her and said you bully her because she reads scary stories what kind of bullying are you she asked he comes anyting he died instantly she just pushed him off until the little girls screamed out for the in adults she said  Billy's dead oh my God all the kids where are bakugou and midoriya came up to their daughter and I asked did you kill him and she said no I didn't kill him I was just defending him cuz I thought he was getting bullied but then he then Dominic kirishima and denki son told me the truth so I pushed of all and I said a couple things to be respectful time to respectful thing and all the sudden I just pushed him off because he grabbed my own and then he died bakugou light asking kirishima at that his son he said that was my baby son Dengue was like your daughter should get a whooping from me because she killed my son bakugou said my daughter ain't no killer I told her better so annoying is like everyone just relax relax relax it's not that big of a deal she didn't kill him and I'm going to ask her do you know who anybody would kill children like that and he did ask you that question and she's like all I know is the spooky mother your mom yes long time ago she killed almost killed me my my dad and you everyone was like are you the scary family more like no she would always try to kill us we didn't know what we were supposed to do one day we were just sitting in the house I was just coloring dad was just reading his newspaper like always midoriya just doing his homework one day she just had a freaking stroke and so my dad called the hospital to come to our house and help Mom tell me went to the hospital until we wait in the hospital for her to get better the doctor came out of the surgery men said your wife is dead and so me and midoriya and my dad were crying because we loved her very much after that I made it story thing spooky mother when I said that the first time she came out and I go this far I'm like what the heck are you doing in my room she said she you use summon so yeah that's what happened I don't know why she came here then I was happy I told her dad really missing

so one day there was a spooky mother that long to read these Woods many children come out to these woods and say her name three times spooky mother's spooky mother spooky mother spooky mother what come out and scare the Lively days out of them so they run and run to their camp and tell their parents we saw a real spooky mother and they said I miss being your dreams you know real every child tells their friends Legend says that she killed her mother father and little sister and herself because she did not want the cops to find her and her ghost relies on this Forest set a reminder every kid got scared and tell the other kids do not go over this spooky mother when cuz if you do she will eat your soul other kids that went to this park actually got their souls eaten by the real thing everybody was like you should understand that this is not so funny Titan

I am finally not sick anymore.
I have started reading a lot of stuff, mostly comedy and horror. The comedy stuff was somewhat boring. The horror stuff scared me badly, it actually reminded me that I need to write because I wanted to find something else to do.
My right hand hurts because I used it a lot, mainly playing Tekken 7. It's really annoying. I mean, it doesn't really hurt more like aches. It's like when you're hand is cold, and you just sit on it, and it becomes warm but then the nerves are asleep and need to wake up. And when they wake up your hand just cramps and becomes cold again. A Vicious Cyle.
It appears that while I was sick, I forgot to make some prepared chapters for 'The Story never Ends'.
I would like to thank yeet_king for wishing that I get well.
Have you watched 'Meet the Robinso**' You can probably guess what It means. Anyways, I always wonder why people either completely hate it or just really love it. It's mediocre, nothing more, nothing less. It isn't bad, it does have it bad elements, for example the ending. But the good also doesn't really outweigh the end. It has simply mediocre stuff. The story is nice and all, but I honestly don't get it.
I really am not the Demon Lo** and I really am not the Demon Lord's Lack** are the comedy novels I read today. They are pretty good, not mind blowing, but acceptable good.
My Iyeshikei Ga** is the horror thing I am reading and which made me remember this to not get scared.
Why do humans crave stuff that scares them? I like good stories, I like horror stories, but I don't like getting scared. I mean, I would like it, if I knew 100% nothing could happen to me, but I am really really really anxious about everything horror. I am also really paranoid about everything horror. I dislike horror, but I crave it.
I honestly don't want to think about horror, and I also don't want to write it, but I am just getting scared thinking about it.
I like those Store Owner novel-... Nevermind, reminded me of the above.
Hippos are scary, like, if you enter a sea with hippos, you are already dead, you signed your death signature right there. Hippos are op, like bulls and cows. But do you want to know what's worse? BEARS. Bears, the most disgusting thing in the world, the children might look cute, but will still goddamn kill you. The Adults are even worse, I can't remember if you should hide or pretend to be strong with a black bear or brown bear. I only remember that you die with a Polar Bear. You can't outrun bears, they weigh a few tons, they are really strong (3 male adults), they can climb. They are the ultimate disgusting death trap. I got the fear from the movie Brave, which isn't horror, but I dislike/despise bears because of it.
Ever heard of a Polar Bear jail? Somewhere, in some country, there is a Polar Bear jail, they just fire crackers to scare them and make them run away, and knock them out. Which reminds me, Polar Bears are capitalized because they are strong and smart. I dislike them more than any other bear, they might just kill you for fun, while the others do it for food. Anyways, the Polar Bears get hit by a muscle relaxant, so the hunter needs to aim carefully, they then get transported to a helicopter, flown to a bear jail which can hold up to 9 individual bears and 3 bear families. I also played some game that plays in the Antarctic which has a Polar Bear which chases you and kills you, and you need to outsmart it, it's a horror story game. Didn't play it a lot, which you might be able to guess with how I write about those disgusting filthy cretins that deserve to die.
I am now both scared and angry, which really isn't good, it makes me way more paranoid, and the video I just played made a scary sound, I hate the universe, I hate the world, I have a huge goddamn panic attack.
Im gonna skip 50 words every chapter when I write about me being scared because my fantasy starts imagining scary stuff and I don't like dying.
If you take the rule into account then I would have written enough words, 250 skipped.
I suppose I can write about me trying to lucid dream, so anyways, I am currently trying to lucid dream and am thinking about murdering someone, I heard you feel the same as if you murdered someone in real life. You also shouldn't imagine what you fear.
My heater just made noises god.
I also typically sleep with my dog in my room, but not today, which was a bad decision.
I am scared stiff and will skip the last 100 words because I will just try to sleep. Not lucid dream, probably not gonna have a dream, and if I have one, probably another one about being eating by bears and or horror stuff. I seriously ponder about why I used the word ponder and not wonder. Anyways, no horror stuff for me, because I will quite literally die with reading it before sleeping, which I did. Yay.
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A skilled actor could make something out of nothing. They could pretend to see invisible figures or fabricate emotions, which was precisely Qin Guan's advantage.
In one minute, Tim Burton forgot all about his resentment for Qin Guan. He knocked on a board next to him, threw a wooden stick at the shelf and said, "Cut!"
This was his typical way of finishing a scene. His knock acted like a gong at the end of a boxing round.
Not everyone was familiar with this habit of his though. The assistants hastened to explain to the children, for fear that they would offend the strange director.
When the director left, Qin Guan craned his neck around the candy, immediately attracting the attention of the children. He winked at them and made a grimace, making the children burst into laughter.
Their parents and agents misunderstood their laughter. Qin Guan was behind them, so they couldn't see him. Thinking that the children were making light of their lessons, the adults surrounded them with a strict expression on their faces.
Qin Guan realized he was in trouble and tried to escape under the cover of the candy, all the while sticking his tongue out at the children. The innocent children tried to explain. "No, we were not laughing at you! Qin Guan was making faces at us!"
"Where is he?"
The adults turned around in the direction the little fingers were pointing, only to find empty space. They all turned back angrily. "Don't make excuses! You are just messing with us..."
Before they could finish their words, they saw a large white face before them. Qin Guan, who had walked around the children, was now making faces at the adults.
His white face made him look like a scary ghost. The adults nearly fell down from the shock, but the children were really excited.
"Look! We were not lying. Uncle Qin was greeting us!"
The naughty children just wanted to get out of trouble. Before Qin Guan could complain, the adults surrounded the children with forced smiles and disappeared as fast as they could.
"See you!" They left faster than rabbits.
Qin Guan looked so strange that the guards had forgotten that he was an award-winning actor. He was just a freak they had to keep a distance from.
Qin Guan was looking at the empty room sorrowfully, when Qu and Jennifer walked over to him slowly.
"Why are they treating me like this, Sister Qu?"
"Rubbish! Could you please wash your face before you greet people? Change out of your costume and then come back and talk with me. You look like a zombie!"
Qin Guan walked to the dressing room sadly. "But my makeup looks so cool!"
Qu forced a smile at Jennifer and tried to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"Don't get too much into character," she told Qin Guan. "The character's traits are not yours. Remember that!"
Qin Guan shrugged. He really liked the film. Even though it was a children's film, the simple story allowed him to show his abilities. If he could get good reviews and succeed at the box office, he might win some awards for his last film.
As Qin Guan was imagining his future happily, the two ladies were talking about him. Qu shared some funny stories about the award-winning actor with her new friend. The anecdotes made Jennifer feel better.
Qin Guan returned to the set in another costume. The crew was adjusting the set for the last time before filming began.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
At night, the sea breeze and the wind from the river clashed, like a woman sobbing.
The whole place was surrounded by green grazing lands. There were not many lights around, like a real countryside. It was perfectly silent, unlike the bustling city.
Mo Fan's group of three were invited along by Zhao Pinlin, Rong Sheng, and the others to join them at a campfire around a kilometer away from the hotel.
There was a little wooden shed close to the campfire. The roof was made of steel glass, allowing the people inside to see the beautiful night sky.
The night was quite cloudy. A huge part of the sky was lit up by stars, while the other parts were covered in clouds. The clouds were moving slowly, trying to compete with the stars for territory.
The wind was strong, and the night was chilly, but the bunch of young adults was enjoying themselves in the wooden shed. It had a fridge full of alcohol. The students also brought snacks and cooked food. In the center was a campfire made of cobbles. Everyone could easily add dried branches to the fire. It was the only source of light and warmth within a kilometer, resulting in an uneasy yet thrilling atmosphere.
Many people liked to go camping in the wild and setting up campfires. However, there were also bugs, mosquitoes, cold wind, and the darkness that made them feel uneasy. It was not as romantic as everyone imagined, but the atmosphere was perfectly suited to their needs. It was thrilling, clean, and comfortable enough. The students were easily lost in wild and fanciful thoughts. The light of the fire lit up everyone's face as they were sharing some exciting and scary stories. The place was soon filled with laughter, driving away the uneasy atmosphere...
The students could not help but agree that Zhao Pinlin's arrangement was perfect. He had successfully won the affection of a few girls in the group. They never knew he had come from such a wealthy background at school, and he was aware of what girls wanted.
"Come, let's take turns sharing some scary stories. If more than half of the group think it isn't scary enough, they must take that path to the top of the hill!" suggested Rong Sheng.
"I'll go first, you are all going to wet your pants," Mo Fan soon joined in. He was excited as soon as someone mentioned the term scary stories.
Mo Fan soon finished telling his story. The group of young men and women fell silent. One of the girls even suggested they go back to the hotel in a soft voice.
Mu Ningxue secretly stepped on Mo Fan's foot. This guy was trying to destroy the atmosphere!
Mo Fan was actually telling them his own experience at Yanming Temple. His encounter with Miyata was quite spooky, yet he purposely added more details to the story. He described Miyata as a ghost with only half her face left. He even described how the monks were tortured in full detail...
The scary stories that most people told were fake, thus the listeners could easily figure out the unreasonable bits. However, Mo Fan was simply telling them his own experience. The details were on point, it felt like they were right inside the story. Even Mu Ningxue felt a shiver as she recalled the incident!
"Humph, how childish!" Lingling was not impressed by Mo Fan's scary story.
"Well, I guess I'll go next... it's not really a ghost story, but some rumors I was told in Wuzhen," Rong Sheng immediately spoke out to cut the atmosphere.
"Quick, tell us."
Everyone desperately needed another story to clear their thoughts of Mo Fan's spooky tale.
"My brother is a Magician. To be more precise, he is a City Hunter in charge of the safety in Wuzhen... around two months ago, Wuzhen had a strange mist, and some locals went missing. My brother was placed in charge of the incident, so he went to investigate. Guess what happened there?" said Rong Sheng with a serious face.
"What is it?" Everyone knew about Wuzhen. Many of them had visited the place before. As such, they were all attracted by the story as soon as Rong Sheng started telling it.
"A moth woman!" Rong Sheng was quite an expert at telling stories. He purposely lowered his voice to make it sound spookier.
"Moth...moth woman?"
"Yeah, my brother told me that some locals actually saw her in person, and the mist wasn't really just a normal mist. It consisted of flying moths so densely packed together that it looked like a mist. Rumors said they were actually man-eating moths. Think about it, with moths as dense as a mist, even an elephant will be eaten within seconds, let alone a human..." said Rong Sheng.
"Please...please tell me it isn't true, I was planning to bring my girlfriend to Wuzhen!" yelled a young man.
"It's only some rumors. Maybe it's something the locals came up with, to attract tourists looking for an adventure," sighed Zhao Pinlin smilingly. His eyes under the golden-framed glasses seemed rather intelligent.
Rong Sheng chuckled. He did not continue the story.
"What he said was real, too," Mo Fan interrupted.
"Damn, not you again!" the young man jumped to his feet.
Rong Sheng was stunned. He looked at Mo Fan in astonishment.
"Unfortunately, I was there, too. When I was about to leave the town, I saw people like City Hunters entering the town. The mist was real, but the moth woman wasn't proven to be real yet. They weren't sure if the missing people were related to the moth woman either, they are just speculations," said Mo Fan.
Rong Sheng was a bit surprised that Mo Fan actually knew the details. He quickly added, "My brother agreed with the speculations, too!"
"But the case wasn't settled; they still haven't caught the moth woman," Lingling subconsciously added.
As a Hunter Master, Lingling did hear the rumors about the incident, too. It was one of the more bizarre cases recently. Since no one had posted a quest about it, the City Hunters were placed in charge. However, they still had not found out the truth. As a result, more rumors started spreading, and there were quite a few different versions.
"Wait, what did you mean… it was real, too?" A girl's eyes widened when she suddenly recalled Mo Fan's words.
"Holy crap, do you mean what you told us was real too?!"
"I want to go back!"
Mo Fan was left speechless.
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Everyone took turns telling their stories. Soon, it was a girl called Guo Wenyi's turn. She was actually from Chongming Island, so she was basically a local.
"Wenyi, tell us something, otherwise you'll have to walk to the top of the hill yourself!" urged Rong Sheng.
Guo Wenyi seemed to be quite timid. She hesitated for a while before she finally spoke, "I did encounter something strange here, but I think it was only my imagination. One night, I went to visit my classmate in the neighboring town. My brother said he would come pick me up with his scooter, but he was too drunk. He didn't even pick up my call, yet I couldn't stay at my classmate's house, so I had no choice but to walk back to my town. It was only two kilometers away...it was fine at the start, but I suddenly picked up a foul stench, like the smell of a swamp."
Guo Wenyi came to a pause. The others were dying to know what happened next. However, Mo Fan's gaze sharpened as soon as he heard the description of the scent!


He woke up in a familiar world that had vastly changed.

His familiar school had become a mystical school that teaches magic, encouraging everyone to become a mighty magician.

Outside the city, many wandering magical beasts and monsters attacked and preyed on humans.

His world of advanced science changed into one that praised magic. Despite this, his ambition in life, and his social status remained the same; one of the dregs of the society with a struggling father and a disabled step sister that couldn’t walk.

However, Mo Fan found that when most people could only practice a single major element of magic, he was a Versatile Mage!

"... Uncle," uttered with a hesitant voice, "aren't you a man?"

The question from the boy sitting on his shoulders startled Mayari. "O-of course!" he said as if offended. "Why are you questioning my manliness?!"

"But why do you let Sister Tala pay for our food?" This made the man speechless. "And I thought you are the owner of the Sikat Troupe. You even tried to run away from paying. My father said that the man of the house should support and follow the woman so my mother was always the one in charge  in our house while father works hard to provide for us."

The laughter from beside them made even the passersby stop. Meanwhile, the somewhat innocent barrage of words from the boy further bewildered the man.

Immediately, Mayari defended his actions to the child. "I left my things with the troupe. Since I own the troupe, what Tala used was actually mine."

This was really not what the boy wanted to ask. Ling already knew that other clans pay using some precious stones aside from exchanging goods like the Mal'it Clan because it would be difficult for one to carry goods for trade while walking around. What Tala used to pay was a kind of shell mined on coastal towns.

However, the boy was still thinking of asking his supposed question. This time he wanted to ask what he hesitated to say a while ago.

While walking, the two adults were talking about a problem with their troupe's family in the central island. Suddenly, a softer voice compared to before came from the boy again.

"Uncle, are dragons bad?"

Confused about where the question came from, Mayari stopped walking again. Meanwhile, Tala thought of the troupe's performance that the boy had seen.

"Maybe it was because of the show we had that night when you were still with your clan?" she said at she smiled at Ling.

"Mmm-mm," the boy silently mumbled while nodding.

"Oh, I forgot that was usually part of the troupe's ending show. Was it too scary for you?"

Since the Ling was not replying, Mayari figured he had hurt the little boy's pride. Mayari explained a little to make up for that, "Dragons are rare. Nobody I met can actually give a detailed recounting of any dragon stories. That was why most circulating stories were only speculations with what others heard or imagined. Same with what our troupe performs.

"However, there were more legends here in Kanan Island because some dragon tales  happened in the Limaw Sea and it was rumored that Kal'wa Island, the island in this sea have clans who worship dragons as gods. The old man we were going to talk to has more stories so let's go find him."

Soon, they were walking again but it was Mayari who brought up another question. "Now I have a question for you, Ling." As gratitude for answering his question earlier seroiusly, Ling became attentive. "Why do you call me 'uncle' and call Tala 'sister'?"

Ling then answered seriously too, "Because you look like an uncle! Sister Tala looked like a princess but she told me I don't have to call her that since she was only a princess onstage." The determined tone made Mayari grimace and he glowered at the laughing Tala beside them.

After a few minutes of walking, they reached the island's coastline where the old man frequently fish. As it was nearing noon, they found some fishermen dragging their boats to shore to take their lunch but Mayari did not see a familiar figure among them.

According to the fishermen they talked to, the old man who usually joins them to fish left earlier, saying that he will go to the nearby cliff to continue fishing. The two then walked some more but, when they reached the top of the cliff, there was only a small bag together with fishing tools and a bucket full of fish in the area.

Ling already got down from the top of Mayari's shoulders so he went near the bucket to look at the fishes while the adults looked around. These fishes were smaller than what Ling had seen so far but their teeth were sharper and their movements were fiercer, with some fishes already eaten by the others.

'Why put these fishes together in one bucket if, a while after, you will lose some of your hard worked catches?' His thought was interrupted when he sensed something on the edge of the cliff.

Not sensing anything themselves, the two adults were talking if they should go back down to ask the fishermen once again if they saw the old man. It might be that the others just getting to shore saw him.

"Sister Tala, there was someone climbing below the cliff!" Ling shouted to inform the adults.

Mayari's confusion turned to surprise when, after a few minutes, a hand grabbed the edge of the cliff. This was followed by a head of white hair, then the dark face and body of an old man used to spending his time under the sun.

"Hmm.. You two are too weak. It was only the boy who sensed my presence. You're strong, kid." The old man rubbed the head of the small boy as praise then sat down to organize his things. He raised an eyebrow at Mayari. "What do you need, kid?"

This so-called 'kid' frowned by this address but answered, "We just want to borrow a boat to sail back to Dag'at Port. You know a lot of people here, anyway. But were you actually hiding from us, old man?"

Looking up fully, the old man didn't answer the question but asked his own, "Don't you have your own troupe's boat? That was bigger than any of mine for sailing for days."

"Hmm-mm. But the troupe has to go back to the town in Gitna because of some issues with the clan who was taking our family in. They will have to use that to go back."

A little confused by that explanation, Tala asked her own question to Mayari, "How about you? Weren't you going back too? Ling and I can just join a boat sailing back." She bowed to the old man. "We wouldn't be able to find someone we can trust with only me and the child travelling so we would like to ask for your help."

Before the old man could answer this sweet request from the beautiful girl, the big 'kid' talked again, "The problem back home was boring so I'll let Wagub handle it. Besides, it's better if I'm with you for protection."

The negotiations were done quickly despite the old man's urge to deny to help Mayari. But, since he could not let the woman and child suffer too, he gave in. After they were done talking, the group proceeded to walk back to the port, the three to prepare their things while the old man to talk to his trusted sailors.

"Oh, yeah, old man, this kid wants to hear your story on dragons." Mayari inquired as they were walking down the hill.

This statement coming from Mayari again made the old man frown. However, when he turned to Ling, the look he gave seemed like he understood something, then he told a story.

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The dragon stories in these parts always happened either in the Limaw Sea or Kal'wa Island. The Limaw Sea was not a frequent route of any ships sailing since there were a lot of storms which resulted to deaths that occurred there.

The 'haze' in the area had formed a fog that disrupts the view of the nearby islands, thereby, making it unpassable. Those brave enough to go near the foggy area swore that they had seen dragons flying or swimming around.

One often told story was about an island that gad encountered a series of tsunamis and storms for a long time. Some were dying because of the calamities while some because of hunger since their livelihoods were destroyed by these same calamities.

The people thought of sending a young virgin girl to the sea to placate the gods. Once the girl was sent out during another fierce storm, a large shadow engulfed the view until only the remains of the boat where the girl was sailing in was found. 

The events were too fast for the people to be sure of what exactly happened but what a witness told was that something flying in the sky swooped down the water. It covered an incoming wave then flew up again, leaving boat destroyed witj the girl missing. After that, the island suffered no calamities for hundreds of years.

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Late into the night, onboard a boat sailing back to Pulo Isles, to the island where his home was, a little boy was asleep, dreaming about dragons again.

This novel will be REWRITTEN!
Thanks for reading!

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The world previously ravaged by conflicts was now peaceful. However, it was nature's will that would cause more deaths for a small village in a remote island.

Will the birth of a blessed son change their fate? Let's follow Ling in his adventures together with his family, friends and dragon, Maga.

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