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Iqfauli

Iqfauli

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2021-02-01 JoinedIndonesia
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  • Iqfauli
    Iqfauli7 months ago
    Replied to Basil_Hokenz

    I know how that feels, and I’ve experienced it many times as well. Writing itself is already difficult, and continuing forward can be even harder, especially when it feels like no one is truly seeing your work. I can’t give specific advice because everyone has their own circumstances and reasons for writing. But I can say this, writing 20 chapters is not a small feat. Many people never reach that point. Even unfinished attempts build strength, discipline, and clarity. I hope you won’t stop writing. Not everyone has the courage to put their thoughts into words and share them to you as the author. But even a small audience can be deeply affected by a story more than you realizes. Perhaps your story doesn't need a criticism at all.

  • Iqfauli
    Iqfauli7 months ago
    Replied to Basil_Hokenz

    Understanding the concept of the Absolute and comprehending what it entails are two different things. We can define ‘absolute’ linguistically, but when applied to a being, it becomes far more complex. If God is truly absolute—omniscient and omnipotent—then His allowance of events does not necessarily mean absence, weakness, or contradiction. For example, if He prevented every evil act, would free will truly exist? And if free will exists, then the possibility of deviation must also exist. Allowing something is not the same as endorsing it. In the story, the point is not that the characters don’t understand the word "absolute". It’s that they cannot fully grasp how an absolute being operates within a system that includes freedom, causality, and layered realities. Conceptually, we can speak about absoluteness in its own term and meaning. Ontologically, when it comes "absolute being" we cannot comprehend it or it would be predicting God as a being.

  • Iqfauli
    Iqfauli7 months ago
    Replied to Basil_Hokenz

    Thank you, and I understand how frustrating this kind of theme when God is included in the story because many of them are either too shallow or "Omnipotent being" to be so-not omnipotent in the end. I avoid that in this story, and I'm trying to show how a truly "Omnipotent being" actually is, to be beyond reach and beyond human's and even higher beings' understanding like the Devil, Satan, etc even though God is spoken through their own narratives and perspectives. If you're into philosophies and human nature with their contradictions, you should give it a try. This might suit your taste.

  • Iqfauli
    Iqfauli7 months ago
    Replied to Basil_Hokenz

    You speak of logic, and I agree that a narrative must remain internally coherent. But I believe there is a subtle distinction here. You describe God as Absolute beyond time, beyond death, beyond limitation. Yet the moment we assert that such a Being cannot appear within a narrative without ceasing to be Absolute, we are already imposing a limitation on the Absolute itself. We are defining what the Absolute is allowed or not allowed to do. My intention was never to confine God within human logic, nor to reduce Him to a character bound by causality. Rather, the narrative explores how finite beings perceive, interpret, or confront the idea of the Absolute without ever claiming to contain it. The presence of God in a story does not mean the story contains God in His entirety. It only means the story contains an interaction, a perception, or an aspect that finite existence can witness. After all, if the Absolute truly is Absolute, then His ability to engage with the finite would not diminish Him just as the existence of shadows does not diminish the sun. So the question was never whether God can be constrained by a narrative, but whether a narrative can explore the consequences of His existence without claiming to define Him. I may not have conveyed it clearly in that excerpt, but God is never given dialogue in the story. His presence is implied rather than confined, and deliberately beyond direct reach. If you read the story, you might notice that the intention was not to limit the Divine, but to explore how finite beings interpret what they cannot fully grasp.

  • Iqfauli
    Iqfauli7 months ago
    Replied to Basil_Hokenz

    I think there may be a framework mismatch here. My depiction of Satan is not based on later Christian theology where Satan is a fallen rebel. It’s closer to the earlier Hebrew tradition, such as in the Book of Job, where “the satan” functions as an accuser or tester within the divine order. In that framework, interaction between God and the Accuser does not imply opposition or alignment in the later dualistic sense. It is part of a structured role within the system. So the wager, amusement, or praise are not meant to suggest uncertainty in God, but rather a dynamic within that cosmology. God never speaks directly in that scene. The only reference to God comes from the Devil himself. That raises an important question. Should the Devil’s words be treated as absolute truth, or as his own perspective within the story?"

  • Iqfauli
    Iqfauli7 months ago
    Replied to Basil_Hokenz

    I think you're misinterpret the whole scene here. Not even once there's a saying that God is surprised, but rather amused. So, I don't understand where did you get that you think God is surprised here?

  • Iqfauli
    Iqfauli10 months ago
    Replied to Bloodangel911

    There's no romance for the MC, and it's not simply manipulation and play with people's feelings. MC is a pragmatist that break the illusion of their ideologies and questions their beliefs.

  • Iqfauli
    Iqfaulia year ago
    Replied to VenerableSergei

    It's out on my ko-fi page.

  • Iqfauli
    Iqfaulia year ago
    Replied to VenerableSergei

    Ah, I have to give everyone a fair share of screentime. Everything will connect in the end, so bear with me.

Revoked Player

"I don't want to die like this..." Rigel's trembling voice because of the mix of emotions that ran through his mind, lying in the middle of a desolate street, his gaze fixed on the ominous creatures soaring through the sky. "My whole life has been a nightmare. It has been relentless, and now, dying like a rat..." he continued, his body trembling from broken limbs as he fought to endure the excruciating pain. As Earth faced an unprecedented cataclysm, overrun by nightmarish creatures, mythical demons, and unending chaos, salvation arrived in the form of the enigmatic [Player System] Selected individuals, known as [Players] were granted the power to confront these monstrous threats. Their journey towards strength began within mysterious towers scattered across the globe, where they endured trials orchestrated by an inscrutable system. However, for Rigel, destiny took a cruel turn as he aspired to become the hero of his own life. The system deemed him unworthy, stripping him of his [Player] status and casting him back to Earth, now a world overrun by monsters. Survival became an unrelenting struggle, and death lurked at every corner. Yet, he clung to life, enduring 5 long years that felt like an eternity. In the end, he couldn't escape death and he was standing in front of the death's door. "If there's anyone... anyone that can hear my pain, please grant me a wish..." Rigel's voice weakened as his eyes started to shut off. "I want the world to feel my pain..." He said as he started to lose consciousness. Suddenly, darkness enveloped him, transporting him to a forbidden and forgotten pocket of reality. "I will grant your wish. I will take you back to where it all began," a soothing woman's voice whispered into Rigel's ear. "But what can you offer in exchange for this wish?" Her words sent shivers down Rigel's spine. "Everything. I will give you everything," Rigel responded, his determination unwavering, even in the face of the unknown abyss. "Rigel Eclair DeMargt. I want your soul and your body..." The woman's voice carried a sinister tone, and Rigel could almost sense the grin on her face. "I will make you invincible, immune to death's touch. In return, the more you faced death, the less of you would remain, yet you would grow stronger," her words were chilling, yet strangely comforting. "I don't care..." Rigel declared with unwavering determination. "Then follow my voice, and you will have your wish granted," The woman's voice was going away from Rigel's ear. Rigel opened his eyes and realized that people were murmuring around him, their gaze fixed on a coffin placed inside a freshly dug grave. "I've returned..." Rigel furrowed his eyebrows as he observed the scene before him—the final resting place of his mother that happened five years ago. "And today is the day everything begins," he looked at the sky as he clenched his fists.

Iqfauli · Fantasy
170 Chs

Destroying My Own World

After Mykel Alester returned from the world of his novel he destroyed, he returned to his real world with questions in his head. He thought that he would have a normal life again after he moved on even though he was an Omnipotent God in his novel world, but to his surprise, all the characters in his novel followed him to his real world. Knowing it was possible and how his world became similar to his novel's because of them, he decided to take back his Omnipotent powers. Little did he know that it awoke the creator of his world, the being that ruled over the universe who had been observing silently. Not only that, the Gods of the mythologies and powerful characters from his novel that were his followers had turned against him and changed sides. To his surprise, he lost the war and became powerless because he realized that he was no match for the being who created the universe. "The Lord has given his words," An angel said as he slowly looked down at Mykel. "By the Lord's grace, you're given a chance to repent for you who have brought chaos to Earth," he continued and stared Mykel in the eye. Mykel scoffed and asked with a trembling voice, "Repent? It wasn't me who brought the chaos in the first place." "You're welcome to stay here for eternity," The Angel said with a smirk and kept staring Mykel in the eye. "The Lord showed you mercy, not only you, but those who don't belong to this world that the Lord created," he continued and looked at Jeanne and the others. "Mercy?" Mykel asked with his eyebrows raised. "Of course, I'll accept the offer," Mykel said with a bit of a smirk on his face. ... "He lied," The angel said. "We know, and the Lord knows as well," Another angel replied. "But whatever he's going to do down there, he will face the consequences of his actions. It's not our job to judge, we only follow orders," he continued. ... With all the knowledge that he had and the "Game" that he created in his novel, he decided to climb up with his companions of the characters in his novel. His only purpose was one, and that was to destroy the world and prepare to challenge his creator. (This is a sequel to my novel "Destroying My Own Movel" and I suggest you read that first)

Iqfauli · Fantasy
430 Chs

The Weakest Otherworlder

In a world where everyone was gifted an opportunity to devour everything in front of them, but what if that opportunity was out of reach? And suddenly a being that they called a God came down and gave everyone a spoon so they could reach them and devour them? Everyone devoured all those opportunities and satiated their greed. Power, wealth, you name it. But there was a person who could only watch those people satiating themselves with a spoonful of power and wealth. So, he prayed to that so-called God. "Please! Just give me an opportunity just like the others, God! Even if it's just a tiny bit! I would really appreciate it!" A young man with messy long gray hair asked God with tears in his eyes as he watched the people around him being killed by Otherworlders. [You have been chosen] [God has gifted you the power to devour all opportunities!] [Welcome, Candidate Alseace LaRoze] "You're kidding, right?" Alseace asked in a trembling voice and forced a smile as he stared at the ability God gave him. "What the fuck am I going to do with this?!" He shouted at God who gave him the ability and glared at the cloudy night. While everyone was given a normal spoon, Alseace LaRoze was given a spoon with a giant hole that even a grain of sand would be hard to pick off with it. Alseace chuckled in disbelief and started laughing as the people around him screamed in agony. "You gave me an ability called Leftover?! Don't joke around!" Alseace screamed his lungs out. [God gave you what you wished for, be grateful]

Iqfauli · Fantasy
52 Chs