Looking for the scariest movies that don’t include anything paranormal, satanic, demonic, etc.
Thank you for any suggestions!

Hi All!
24F looking for anyone 18+ to rp with. I prefer long term, and slow burn but I'm open to anything. I do 1st or 3rd, past or present. I will really be able to flow with whatever you prefer, I'm not picky. As long as your replies are detailed and show effort.
I'm looking for something fantasy themed; werewolves, vampires, demons, elves. Nothing too close to rl. I'm open to a lot of ideas as long as there is some element of paranormal or fantasy involved.
I don't have a starter but I'm willing to build one with you!
Send me a DM and we can discuss further!

Well, here I am. I've avoided sharing this for over a year, but I'm finding myself trapped - even though it seems like the strangeness has ended or gone covert - I can't seem to get past the experiences I had last year. I've held this all in since then, and it has to come out somehow.
It's really long. TLDR at the bottom.
February 2023
I picked a foolish battle with my employer - a large corporation known for poor ethics, corruption and crony capitalism. I went after them hard, determined to expose their wrongdoing, and got other ex-employees involved too. We went to the media, appeared on podcasts, but I was the one who took it too far. I flew too close to the sun and got myself in deep. My juvenile attempt at being some kind of brave robin hood hero got my colleagues and I tormented by private investigators. Everyone got followed, but only two of us seemed to have anomalous experiences, and I got the worst of it. They left my friends alone when they realized I was the one facillitating everything.
After being tailed home at 4am one morning, I immediately bought security cameras and set them up. You'd think I would've got the message and backed off, but I was angry over my privacy being invaded, and felt security with the support of my colleagues. I was determined to defend what I believed in, and I resented their brazen harassment and intimidation; it was clear they didn't mind using resources to spy on me. Maybe I shouldn't have spied on them.
There's a whole lot more to that nightmare, but I'm not posting this on ; I'm here for a reason. Because I can't think of anywhere else to get the answers I'm seeking. I need help, and I want to talk to experiencers who can help me make sense of what happened, hell, I'll even settle for advice on moving forward, and getting the past shit out of my head.
March-April
I started noticing anomalies on the cameras I set up. It was strange and got my attention, but very subtle at first; it was more confusing than anything. I should mention my lifelong interest in aliens and UAP, quite literally as long as I can remember; but that interest dwindled after my teen years. I'm almost 30 and have real life shit to worry about, clearly.
Not even a month later, things were getting weird. I saw orbs split in two and three, merge back together and go right through solid objects. Right in front of my house. This kind of activity began happening more frequently (or I became more aware), until one night I noticed a drone-like object following my car. I went home, and sure enough, it stopped over the street in front of my house. I realized this must be something supernatural, as it was similar strangeness to what I saw on my cameras. Splitting apart, dramatic color shifts, and just plain bizarreness.
I left for work the next morning, it was still dark, and the orb was still following me from a distance; it wasn't too close, but it definitely wasn't far either - it just seemed like it was continuosly locked onto me. By this point, I'm getting concerned, and as a heroic whistleblower committed to getting to the bottom of anything and everything, I investigated. I realized these things really were following me. So I started documenting. They would come out of nowhere and into my field of view. I'd be laying in bed, watching TV, and an orb would float between a small gap in the curtains where it was obvious and I couldn't ignore it.
By now I'm pretty worried about these ongoing events, but my curious cosmic side was intrigued. I didn't like what was happening, but I definitely found it fascinating and kind of cool. So I filmed. Every single day. I was followed by strange lights for six months straight, and it wasn't only happening at night.
I started seeing figures of light beings outside my house. Gray-type beings that looked like they were using magic or casting spells. I had never considered or believed in beings like this. I didn't really believe in demons, but that's the closest thing I can describe them as, like shapeshifting Jinn. But multiple types of entities, my house became a hotspot for strangeness I couldn't even fathom.
Many of the beings I filmed I noticed later when analyzing my videos. I would be filming one anomaly, focused on that, completely unaware of any activity right next to me. But I got better at picking them out over time. I was committed to studying my videos over and over, trying different color levels, shadows and contrast to better pick out the anomalies.
August
By now I had taken hundreds of videos on both my iPhone and security cams. I learned that my iPhone 14 had trouble capturing these things, even when they were stationary or nearby. My camera struggled to focus, and when I tried zooming in on an orb or entity, it would shoot my camera out of focus. I have some pretty cool shots of this happening. Whatever it was, it probably didn't care to be filmed. It was far too difficult to get a good shot. I have a solid phone model and was shooting in 4K; I would get a clear image, then try to focus on orbs/NHI, but end up with glitchy artifacts and static noise in my videos
September
I'll never forget the feelings and emotions I felt the next month. I was looking back at videos from April, and I found something I hadn't noticed from April 26-28. It looked like I was abducted. I filmed what looked like an arm come down from the trees, and it appeared to take me, or maybe take my 'astral' body? Then half of a gray's face briefly appeared in frame; it looks like the Gray on the cover of Communion.
The next video on my phone I didn't remember taking. Mere minutes later, it looks like I'm approaching a door I've never seen in my life, and my body goes right through it. Then I'm back in my house. Its a short three second clip, but it was definitive proof to me that I experienced high strangness, I just couldn't understand why. I still can't get it out of my head. Since then I've gone back and found more anomalies I had never noticed, and I'm really struggling with making sense of what may have happened. I don't get spooked easily, but I can't come to grips with this; I feel like I've been victimized, and I'm honestly traumatized just off the videos I took. I have no recollection of being taken or anything traumatizing happening. All I have to go off is what I captured, and the feelings I get every night when I go to sleep.
The blatant strangeness slowed down and had seemingly stopped by October, shortly after I retired from my whistleblower antics. The effects of whatever happened are with me every day. I think about it every day and night and fear it coming back. I wish I could have some level of closure, even if it isn't realistic.
Somebody here can help me. I'm certain the right person can make some degree of sense of the videos, and even a little bit of clarity would go a long way for me. What's more likely? Negative NHI harassing me for exposing corporate wrongdoing, or any NHI all of a sudden taking an interest in my everyday life? Is it possible for someone to weaponize paranormal forces against you? I truly don't know. I'm not satisfied with any of those possibilities.
The biggest thing I've grappled with is understanding the origins. Is it negative NHI being used against me? Could it be nefarious humans using advanced technology against me? Psychotronic weapons? How can you even differentiate?! I just can't tell. If you're an experiencer with an open mind and educated in different types of beings, please have a chat with me and look over my videos. I'd post them here but my house and my neighbors homes are visible in most of them. If you're just interested and want to take a look, I'll share a drive link with anyone, I just don't feel right posting these publicly yet.
TLDR;
Potentially harassed by negative NHI or advanced tech. Both are equally terrifying to me. Can't understand how or why this would happen. I'm seeking other experiencers with knowledge on different types of high strangess, anomolous beings/interdimensionals.
Need guidance on moving forward if I can't find answers.
I have a bad feeling that somehow people did this to me. I really want to know if thats even possible. Thank you for reading :)

Not like nightmares, but felt so weird…….
It was like real life/world stuff but still SO different and detached from reality, and these weird feelings…..
At my grandparents with this RIDICULOUSLY long sidewalk, and another was in the house I lived in until I was 18 or 19 (and moved into when I was, I don’t know maybe 7 or 8?) but my current room was somehow in that house, there were some bugs on the wall, other family was there and I went to eat pizza. It must of it was gone……
Oh, and in another dream it was like the grocery store I work in, but a DIFFERENT store (same company) but it was styled more like a convenient store and closing in 10 minutes, and I couldn’t find anything I was looking for, and as employees we hate when customers come in right before closing and still shopping, but I was one of them, and couldn’t even find anything.
And then in another dream (I think the end of the pizza one?) there was like, a nonexistent SpongeBob movie sequel (that thing more elements of a movie or videogame are strangely in the real world, well, real world portrayed by the dream) and then it changed to a Sonic boss bottle.
Very specifically it was mentioned that like (some other game?) the FINAL boss was for some reason, with the boss weakened right after what was really the REALLY final boss…..
Also at some point I saw my real bedroom door open, but fortunately didn’t actually see anything scary, but then it turned out that was a dream too, because I woke up and it was closed.
It kind of upsets me that I get tired and have to sleep, (like everyone does) and then get taken into these strange bizarre nonsense weird wonderlands…..
At least they’re not all nightmares, but even when they’re not nightmares, they usually just feel, not right……
Like my intrusive thoughts and urges feel stronger in the dreams then they do in real life.
I SWEAR I don’t do any psychedelics or other type of drugs like that, I just take four prescription psych meds.
I don’t know if I’ve been in some type of psychosis, or spirits are messing with me, but 7 months ago there I suddenly woke up EXTREMELY TERRIFIED and that’s when this sudden severe “reality shift” happened, and I experienced what most people would consider psychosis (my psychiatrist put me on Prazosin, because it seemed to mostly caused by nightmares).
The worst was for a month, not just nightmares but “psychosis” when awake, terrible delusions of being stuck in dreams and simulations and Hell, and extreme terror and that demonic spirits were trying to possess me (which actually happened when I was 13, really not sure how it could have any other medical or scientific explanation, I’m 28 now btw) but I guess after it faded away after that month things kind of come and go……..
I’m starting to wonder more about what dreams actually are, and if it’s normal for them to be SO VICID AND IMMERSIVE. I SWEAR a few months ago it was like a legitimately went to ANOTHER DIMENSION and even still had temporary amnesia after I woke up.
I could have never imagined it was even possible for anyone to experience ANYTHING LIKE THIS.
Perhaps I completely underestimated psychosis, or it’s actually supernatural/paranormal stuff most people won’t even believe, simulation glitching, anything could be happening really……
All psychiatrists seem to do is say “oh you shouldn’t get an MRI (because I think I might have a brain tumor, I have brain tingling and stabbing feeling sometimes too, and confusion, loss of balance, SO MUCH FATIGUE) because that’ll be SO EXPENSIVE, here’s some more pills to take.”
They just give me more pills, or raise dosages, and it doesn’t fix anything, it might even make things worse.
The ultimate last resort is “praying and pleading to God” but part of this has been feeling and fearing that even if God is real, I have ended up in other worlds that He is not present in and has no access too.
Am I being punished for something I did? I’ve never even been arrested or charged for any crime, what could I have done that was so bad?
And if I’m being punished for what my ancestors did, what kind of God punishes or allows anyone to suffer for OTHER people’s sins????

Hi, first time ever posting about any of my paranormal experiences.
So me and my family (wife and 2 boys) got a new build home about 9-10 months ago which was great as it is our first family home and nothing really happened for the first 6 months, until me and my wide were in the kitchen tidying late at night when I suddenly heard a low whisper right in my ear, which I assumed was my wife asking me something but when I asked her what she said she just looked at me confused, so I clarified that I heard her whisper in my ear to which she immediately asked "was it a low almost growl? So low you couldn't hear the words being said?" Which was spot on. We just kinda ignored this for that night as nothing really happened after that.
Fast forward a month, my eldest son (5 years old) starts telling us how a "tall shadow demon man" stands in his room watching him a lot, which he still tells us about still, which makes my ears prick up as I'm all about the paranormal while my wife tries to just pass it off as she doesn't like the paranormal being around our boys. So I start making symbols of power and protection to put around the house, hang dream catchers and put lots of crystals around the house, which seems to make my son less scared for the moment.
Now April, my father passes away, which is devastating as he wasn't very old but had been in poor health for a long time. A couple weeks after his passing I'm laying in bed with my wife when suddenly we notice a light comes on in our boys room at 10:22pm , I go in and find their projector has turned on, it's one of those space ones with the green lasers so it makes a low wirring noise, I look around to try to find the remote for it thinking one of the boys turned it on, can't find it at all, so I just turn it off by the switch and head back to bed. A couple nights later it happens again as the switch was turned back on but this time I was camping in the boys room as we were having a movie night and I was the only one awake, I saw it turn on at 10:58pm, no remote in sight, this time I scan the room for anything but nothing, not even a feeling of what it could be so I quietly call out to my dad to see if it's him visiting and checking on the boys but nothing. Then 3 night later at 10:22pm again it turns on, this time I stand in the room with my boys fast asleep and again ask if my dad is there as I'm not getting a bad vibe from this but my wife is getting very concerned now, but nothing, so I just unplugg the projector and am done with it. All of this was caught on our baby camera as well.
There has been so many weird feelings and noises in this house which may also have to do with our next door neighbour passing away shortly after moving in.
Sorry if this is a bit hard to read, never wrote anything like this before and I am rather dyslexic.

Hi,
I'm an french woman (36) almost 37 at the end of the month of May. I live in France somewhere in alsace !
I'm looking for someone doing snail mail seriously, to talk, share letters, gifts and maybe later packages. You can see on my profile what I'll make for my penpals ! I'd like keeping an little online contact too. To know if the lettres arrived, etc...
I'm looking both for online friend ans snail/online friend. So please let me know on your first messages what interest you ^^ !
Lets talk about me.
I'd like meet people that share my hobbies :
I'm an amateur artist and writer. I do like do Fandom and original stuff. I like draw, write, RP, do artistic stuff. I do like horror, horro cute stuff, cryptids and paranormal :) dinosaures, Tamagotchi and virtual pets. (vintage tamagotchi alike ones).
I do horse riding and like animals. I have 4 cats :) I do like the nature ( flowers, and do some walks on wild places to just enjoy the quiet)
I do like watch anime and ready mangas : Jujutsu kaizen, demon slayer, AOT, ...) And play video games (Stardew Valley, FFVII, tales of, Baldur Gate 3, Zelda, pokemon, animal crossing, and inde games. )
I'd like talk to people who share at least one or two points I noted :3!
If you are a lot into : Rp, Stardew Valley, the Simpsons, Zelda, SNK, FFVII, Demon slayer and JJK we will be the best friends ! Lol! If you like video game too :3
I'm looking too for funny people, if you are fan of fictive characters I do like share fanart, funny talk about them and you can do the same for me. I know sometime it add some serotonine on the letter, email :) we can even share goodies, etc about them with time or even rp.
I have video games on my steam accounts and nintendo online if you want that we play togheter sometime !
I have some others hobbies like bead pearls (recent), making keychain, and others creative things.
!! Note !! : I'm suffering from severe depression, OCD, anxiety and for my body : neuropathy and fibromyalgia also restleg leg syndrom. So please be patient if I'm slow ! I may have moments where an 'attention disorder' hit bad because the treatement, so if I don't reply after a moment it's not because I'm ghosting, please do not hesitate to send me others messages.
But please. Please don't ghost either let me know if you are busy :) ...
Well I let the rest for the letters/chat.
PS: again, if I forgot to reply send me an message. The attention disorder is annoying, but I took a new idea that I note everything on my desk to not forget :).

Hi,
I'm an french woman (36) almost 37 at the end of the month of May. I live in France somewhere in alsace !
I'm looking for someone doing snail mail seriously, to talk, share letters, gifts and maybe later packages. You can see on my profile what I'll make for my penpals ! I'd like keeping an little online contact too. To know if the lettres arrived, etc...
I'm looking both for online friend ans snail/online friend. So please let me know on your first messages what interest you ^^ !
Lets talk about me.
I'd like meet people that share my hobbies :
I'm an amateur artist and writer. I do like do Fandom and original stuff. I like draw, write, RP, do artistic stuff. I do like horror, horro cute stuff, cryptids and paranormal :) dinosaures, Tamagotchi and virtual pets. (vintage tamagotchi alike ones).
I do horse riding and like animals. I have 4 cats :) I do like the nature ( flowers, and do some walks on wild places to just enjoy the quiet)
I do like watch anime and ready mangas : Jujutsu kaizen, demon slayer, AOT, ...) And play video games (Stardew Valley, FFVII, tales of, Baldur Gate 3, Zelda, pokemon, animal crossing, and inde games. )
I'd like talk to people who share at least one or two points I noted :3!
If you are a lot into : Rp, Stardew Valley, the Simpsons, Zelda, SNK, FFVII, Demon slayer and JJK we will be the best friends ! Lol! If you like video game too :3
I'm looking too for funny people, if you are fan of fictive characters I do like share fanart, funny talk about them and you can do the same for me. I know sometime it add some serotonine on the letter, email :) we can even share goodies, etc about them with time or even rp.
I have video games on my steam accounts and nintendo online if you want that we play togheter sometime !
I have some others hobbies like bead pearls (recent), making keychain, and others creative things.
!! Note !! : I'm suffering from severe depression, OCD, anxiety and for my body : neuropathy and fibromyalgia also restleg leg syndrom. So please be patient if I'm slow ! I may have moments where an 'attention disorder' hit bad because the treatement, so if I don't reply after a moment it's not because I'm ghosting, please do not hesitate to send me others messages.
But please. Please don't ghost either let me know if you are busy :) ...
Well I let the rest for the letters/chat.
PS: again, if I forgot to reply send me an message. The attention disorder is annoying, but I took a new idea that I note everything on my desk to not forget :).

Okay, again, I’m not big on paranormal junk, but I SWEAR I dream other people’s dreams, I have on experience that I remember very vividly, and that’s what I’m sharing today.
So throughout my dream, everything was normal, in fact, it was Awesome! I was riding roller coaster, playing video games, etc. but the whole time, a biblically accurate angel was always in just the corner of my view, (it is not actually an Angel, they are demons, you should look up a picture if you do not know) watching me, but I chose to ignore it and keep going on. Now sometime has passed and I was at home, I got an alert on my phone that was playing the air raid siren sound, and when I picked up my phone, it said, “If you see this, (and there was a picture of the biblically accurate angel) then run and hide immediately!” As I stood there in shock my sister walks up and looks at the picture and says in a shaky voice, “I- I’ve seen that!” And I woke up in shock and fright, sweating and crying, it wasn’t even that scary, so idk why I was so scared, but honestly it meant something, so I want and told my sister. But when I did she hugged me and started praying over me, (keep in mind this part IS real life) She told me that when she was in Papa New Guinea, she stayed in this hut where she could feel death and anger and darkness. She said that the night she stayed in that hut, she woke up to a Biblically accurate angel flying over her, she said she has never told anyone this before. I’ve always had a strong relationship and a spiritual connection with her, and we both were terrified of this experience. This all happened on Christmas Eve too, I didn’t int sleep much that night.

My husband has been screaming in his sleep about once every month since 2018. It never ceases to terrify me when I wake up, heart pounding, shaking him awake. He is always in a very deep sleep and when I wake him up he doesn't remember anything.
There was one incident where he was not screaming but laughing maniacally like a child. It sounded demonic, exactly like what you would see in a horror movie. This was probably the worst one for me, in terms of terror. The second most terrifying time was when he started screaming and then the house alarms immediately started going off indicating someone was breaking in, but when we checked no one was at any of the windows or doors nor did the cameras have any evidence of anyone being there.
Sometimes he will even make animal noises and one time he screamed the word "Psycho!" over and over. But mostly he just screams. A lot of the time his screams will not sound like him and crescendo the more I allow him to stay sleeping.
My husband says he does not have night terrors, he doesn't even have dreams that he can remember. He insists that I am the one dreaming that he is doing this. I'm definitely not dreaming it.
I actually want to record it but I usually am so scared when it happens that I immediately shake him until he wakes up.
I wanted to get people's opinions on this or know if anyone has a similar experience. Is this just similar to sleepwalking? Is he having nightmares he just can't remember? Could this be paranormal?

Hello! I'm looking for an advanced lit roleplay with the following plot! This will be third person, on Discord! Doubling is welcome. You can DM with an introduction, any questions, or a starter if interested! (Must be 18+)
[1920s, United States]
This city has far more paranormal activity than the rest, an epicenter for the supernatural. An enclave for the creatures of the night.
[Y/C] is known simply as 'The Healer.'
The Healer works for the supernatural. The undead—the vampires, the ghosts, the werewolves, the unusual creatures, the secret unnatural underbelly of society—seek out the mystical Healer in their times of need. From cryptids to ghouls to aliens, the Healer's knowledge of the otherworldly is second to none.
As of late, the Healer encounters more patients in need than ever before. The safe-haven of dark tenements has been disrupted, the Healer learns, by a new force: a politician, a true demon hungry for power. Aware of the unusual nature of this city, the demon seeks political control, desiring to become a big business tycoon.
[M/C] Demon hunter Milton Everhelm is new to the city, following the trail of destruction. The supernatural leads him to his new help: the Healer.

Part 14.3

Heracles VS Lernaean Hydra

Author Note: I was thinking about it and I really wish that GT9 used more draconic symbolism throughout the story when (or if) I revisit Team Crowley VS Rosencreutz I'll have symbolism of Aleister (TheBeast666), Aiwass (Codename: DRAGON) and Coronzon (The Dragon of the Abyss) all have symbology of them being Dragons preying on a God/Hero like CRC and the reversed conflict of Chaos VS Order you see in mythology, I also wanted to achieve something similar with Kakine Teitoku as he can represent the Fallen Angel and the Seraphim but for now I'll try adding draconian symbolism into Gunha VS CRC.
True Expert Christian Rosencreutz, with his golden rosy cross sword, clashed relentlessly against the indomitable force of the Strongest Gemstone, Sogiita Gunha. With each clash of their powers, the air crackled and compressed, and the pavement trembled beneath.
CRC, observed Sogiita with a mixture of intrigue and disdain. "You fight like the legendary Heracles," he remarked, his voice carrying over the din of battle. "But know this, I am the Lernaean Hydra, and no matter how many heads you sever, I shall always rise again!" Rosencreutz roared to slice the #7’s midsection.
Sogiita, his entire body wreathed in unknowable energy, met CRC's blade unyielding. "Bring it on, old man!" he retorted, his voice brimming with confidence. "I'll knock you down as many times as it takes! I won't stop till you come to your senses and remember your roots, like the roses you love so much, Rosencreutz!!"
Their clash intensified, that old man’s higher dimensional sword colliding with the raw power of that boy’s fists and kicks as they pushed each other to their limits with each sword swing, punch, kick and flash.
Sogiita unleashed a barrage of punches, each strike carrying the force of a meteor, while that silver young man countered: he wielded his sword in his right hand and released impacts followed by white light that was enough to previously take down all of The Bridge Builders Cabal.
As the battle raged on, the very fabric of reality seemed to warp and shift around them, bearing witness to the titanic struggle between two unparalleled forces.
The founder of Rosicrucianism who intimidated reality itself to obey his will and that Gemstone with an unstable personal reality that could change on a whim.
The atmosphere crackled with electrifying distortion.
Sogiita's fists tore through the air with the ferocity of meteors, their velocity enhanced by his ability to adapt and accelerate, surpassing even CRC's speed. As each blow was released, the friction with the surrounding air molecules ignited a scorching heat, intensifying the impact.
The rapid movement of molecules generated an escalating thermal energy, causing the air to seethe with increasing temperature. It was akin to a tempest of incandescent projectiles hurtling towards CRC, their speed surpassing the limits of human perception.
It was like a storm of brilliant fiery arrows was fired at Rosencreutz.
These blazing arrows of force were reminiscent of the elusive strikes employed by the Rose & Cross Leader, ignoring distance with deceptive agility.
With each thunderous punch, that bandana boy sought to overpower his adversary through sheer kinetic force, his unwavering resolve palpable in every motion.
But that wasn't enough for this superhuman.
CRC, wielding his cross sword with precision and skill, deflected each and every one Sogiita's flaming arrows with calculated strikes of his own. Each impact unleashed a burst of blinding white light, sending shockwaves rippling through the chaotic city.
"You think brute strength alone will defeat me?" the silver man taunted, his voice cutting through the chaos of battle. "You may be strong, but strength without strategy is nothing but raw power wasted."
Sogiita grinned, his confidence unshaken. "My strategy is just to knock you out, old man and get you some help old man!" he retorted, his voice ringing with defiance. "I'll K.O. you with my fists and guts alone!!!!"
Rosencreutz's eyes narrowed as he parried another of Sogiita's punches. "Your arrogance will be your downfall," he warned, his tone tinged with certainty. "I may not match your overall speed, but I have something you lack: intellect and precision.”
Christian Rosencreutz then plunged his cross sword into the ground.
"This is what harmed Kamijou Touma," he declared, grinning and unleashing a torrent of lethal invisible attacks from his outstretched palms.
However, the #7 countered with a relentless barrage of flaming arrows from the thermal aftershock of his punches.
Each strike akin to a particle accelerator in its intensity and speed. That Gemstone was the particles being fired on the right and that True Expert was the particles fired on the left.
As the attacks clashed, the battlefield became a spectacle of raw power and precision.
“Roar!” CRC held his open palm to his mouth and blew gently on the tip of the middle finger.
That was all it took for a blaze easily outdoing a flamethrower to rush out. And this was not just any fire. It fed on the power of a ley line and stole vitality from space itself. This overwhelming mass of light and heat was wielded for no other purpose than to take lives. Anyone who tried to survive it using simple composite armor or special fibers would dry up and burn away in less than a second.
But that wouldn't kill another superhuman would it?
Of course not.
“Aaaaarghhhh!!!!” screamed the #7.
Some assaults bypassed the fray entirely, slipping through the chaos like elusive particles in a collider.
A smokescreen.
Those brilliant fireworks from hell weren't meant to take Sogiita’s life. They were meant to disrupt the Gemstone's senses and sight so he couldn't counter all of that old man’s deadly attacks.
Invisible strikes found their mark on that Gemstone, and the searing arrows of the arrows scorched Rosencreutz.
CRC was wounded but he rejected to make any whimpers. Instead with a sudden burst of velocity, the young silver man picked up his cross sword from the ground and launched a flurry of strikes, cutting at the #7’s body with pinpoint accuracy.
His arms, his head, his face, his stomach, his legs, his midsection, his back.
Each blow landed with devastating force, causing Sogiita to stagger back under the onslaught.
If that bandana boy hadn't had his defenses and general stats raised by the #5 he’d be cut to pieces.
The #7 fell on his back.
"There's a fire," Sogiita declared, his voice ringing out amidst the chaos of battle.
With each attempt to break his spirit, Sogiita's resolve only grew stronger, fueling the flames of his determination. "Every time someone tries to make me give up, it's like wind feeding my flames, making them burn even brighter just like my punches," he explained, his words carrying the weight of his unwavering determination.
He refused to stay down.
With a roar of defiance, Sogiita surged forward once more, his movements blurring with speed as he disappeared from view. In the blink of an eye, he reappeared behind Christian Rosencreutz, catching the magician off guard.
"Hey, old man," Sogiita taunted, his voice filled with confidence as he seized Rosencreutz from behind.
Christian Rosencreutz's eyes widened in surprise as he realized he had been outmaneuvered.
As Sogiita Gunha faced off against Christian Rosencreutz in their airborne duel, he felt the flames of determination burning within him, driving him forward with unstoppable force.
Before he could react, the boy lifted him effortlessly and slammed him onto the pavement below with a resounding thud.
"I'm not just a kick-boxer!!" Sogiita sang.
As the impact reverberated through the air, the young silver man let out a pained cry. The force of the collision compressed the surrounding air, heating it up until it crackled with energy. Christian Rosencreutz's head struck the ground with a velocity equivalent to mach 20, igniting his body in flames upon impact.
This move is called a suplex.
Struggling to regain his bearings, Rosencreutz muttered in a daze, "The House of the Holy Spirit...the seven walls..."
"You said it yourself, didn't you?" the gutsy boy retorted, cocky. "My power and my guts can break through your impenetrable walls. And I can spread those same guts to the world around me."
With a grimace, Christian Rosencreutz acknowledged the truth of the boy's words. "Your uncontrolled AIM field grants you the ability to imbue non-organic objects with the properties of your virus," he observed, his voice tinged with begrudging admiration. "Allowing them to bypass even the defenses of the seven-walled tomb.”
"A virus? Don't be so gutless, CRC," the #7 retorted, his voice filled with defiance. "This battleground ruled by wills is a two-way road between you and me."
Christian Rosencreutz raised an eyebrow at the boy's words. "Hey Gemstone, you could've killed me if I weren't a superhuman with an idealized body that accomplished The Great Work and crossed the Ungrund, what then short-stack?" he questioned while fitting an insult against his height.
Even without the seven-walled tomb or sheets of diamonds Rosencreutz was cartoonishly durable.
"Sorry, old man," Sogiita retorted, a hint of irritation lacing his words at the jab about his height. "I may have let my enthusiasm get the better of me, but rest assured, I understand the magnitude of this battle. Just like the Hydra, no matter how many heads you regrow, I'll persevere until I've completed my labors.”
"Mhm, so you do know your mythology," CRC remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice. "The Lernaean Hydra, or simply Hydra, is a serpentine lake monster in Greek and Roman mythology. Its lair was the lake of Lerna in the Argolid, known as an entrance to the Underworld. In the canonical myth, the monster is slain by Heracles as part of his Twelve Labors."
"Yeah, I know," Sogiita replied confidently. "I studied the tales of great gutsy heroes in school.”
"So, short-stack," Christian Rosencreutz began, his voice carrying a hint of scholarly interest. “Have you ever considered the parallels between our battle and ancient Near Eastern religions?”
Sogiita listened intently. "Are you saying you see yourself as a god of war or a hunter?" he inquired.
CRC chuckled softly. "In a sense, indeed. We are both assuming roles in this grand theater, are we not? I, the Hydra, and you, Heracles."
He continued, "Consider the Second Labor of Heracles. Eurystheus, the king of Tiryns, sent Heracles to slay the Hydra, which Hera had raised specifically to defeat him. Heracles approached the swamp near Lake Lerna, where the Hydra dwelled. To protect himself from the poisonous fumes, he covered his mouth and nose with a cloth and shot flaming arrows into the Hydra's lair, causing it to emerge and terrorize the surrounding villages."
CRC paused, drawing a comparison. “In our own clash, the flaming arrows that Heracles hurled at the Hydra find their echo in your lightning-fast fists, generating shockwaves that ignite the air with their speed and force. It's as though each strike of yours is akin to shooting a flaming arrow, much like Heracles did.”
“Huh? Are you suggesting we're caught in a time loop? That some enigmatic group, like the Bridge Builders Cabal, manipulated events to resurrect you, pitting us against each other in a timeless struggle? I've never met them, and I'm certainly no child of Zeus. Are you implying that our battle will be distorted into a Greek legend by a meddling time traveler?!” frantically asked the boy.
“No, no, you simpleton. This world contains synchronicities. In Sumerian, Babylonian, and Assyrian mythology, the war and hunting god Ninurta was celebrated for his deeds. The Angim credited him with slaying eleven monsters during an expedition to the mountains, including a seven-headed serpent, possibly identical to the Mushmahhu, and Bashmu, whose constellation was later associated with the Hydra by the Greeks. In Babylonian contexts, the Hydra's constellation is also linked to Marduk's dragon, the Mushhushshu.”
“Uhhh….” That shounen boy was dumbfounded.
"Hhm, I suppose calling it a time loop isn't technically wrong," Christian Rosencreutz began, his tone measured. "I'll break it down from history class and reconstruct it through the lens of the occult. Historic recurrence, young Gemstone, is the phenomenon of events echoing throughout time. Whether it's the rise and fall of empires or the repetitive cycles within a single society, it's all part of this grand plan that was decided when Adam ate the forbidden fruit."
The #7 with his guard up but curious listened: "So, history just keeps repeating itself? Just a series of coincidences?"
Christian Rosencreutz shook his head sagely. "There is no such thing as coincidences. Take, for instance, the Doctrine of Eternal Recurrence, pondered upon by thinkers like Heinrich Heine and Friedrich Nietzsche. While it's said that 'history repeats itself,' it's not quite that simple. Rather, these recurrences stem from identifiable circumstances and chains of causality."
He continued, his voice carrying the weight of centuries of philosophical debate. "Consider the phenomenon of multiple independent discoveries in science or the reproducible findings in natural and social sciences. These recurrences, whether in the form of rigorous experimentation or comparative research, are vital to our understanding of the world."
Christian Rosencreutz paused, allowing the weight of his words to sink in. "G.W. Trompf, in his seminal work, The Idea of Historical Recurrence in Western Thought, illustrates the recurring patterns of political thought and behavior since ancient times. Through these patterns, history offers us invaluable lessons, often leading to a sense of resonance or déjà vu."
Their words reverberated like a challenge to destiny itself, a testament to their unyielding determination in the face of adversity.
That Gemstone didn't surrender his characteristic fervor. "History echoing through time, huh? It's like the universe itself is stuck on repeat, and we're just caught in the cycle. But you know what? If history's gonna keep looping, then let's break the pattern! Let's smash through those chains of causality and forge our own path. Who cares about déjà vu? We'll create something entirely new, something that'll shake the very foundations of this world and we’ll do it with guts!!!" He defied that silver monster.
But Rosencreutz wasn't finished. He pulled out his Crystal World Map.
The supposedly old man listened intently to that boy's impassioned response, his expression inscrutable behind his clairvoyant card. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke.
“Gemstone, you speak of breaking free from the chains of repetition, of forging a new destiny against the backdrop of eternal return. It is a noble aspiration, indeed. However, consider this: eternal return is not merely a philosophical concept or a whimsical notion of fate. It is the very fabric of existence, woven into the nature of time itself.” He pressed his finger on the Miniature Garden and a 3D holographic projection flew out—
“In ancient times, the Stoics grappled with the idea, seeing in it both a sense of cosmic order and a challenge to individual agency. Augustine and others recoiled from its implications, fearing it as a negation of free will and salvation. And yet, Nietzsche, in his brilliance, dared to confront the concept anew, exploring its depths in the crucible of human consciousness.”
Didn't Aleister Crowley say that he had to shatter every single phase in order to eliminate the concept of fate?
“I will shatter every last phase and put an end to all mysticism. It can be helped and we need not restrain our tears and bite our lip when faced with tragedy. I will bring back the pure world in which everyone can feel anger like normal and question it all like normal!!”
And didn't Coronzon appear to break down all the phases including the Pure World?
Partial destruction would be meaningless. If anything remains and an eternal distortion is born from that, then it will all happen again. I will eliminate the ten spheres, the twenty-two pathways, and the hidden eleventh symbol. Collisions between phases? Sparks and spray? You cannot save anyone if you only treat those symptoms. All of the fundamental clogs must be removed. All so we can pass the baton to whoever comes next.”
“Sparks and Sprays…” Rosencreutz muttered.
“Eh?” The #7 didn't quite hear him.
"Beside time stands fate, cruelty's steadfast herald. In the silent chambers of the soul, whispers the most profound wisdom. Humanity, in its folly, neglected to exalt life's splendor, its radiance, its grandeur. Truly, it is a rare gift to comprehend the forces that shape our existence.” That magician spoke in despair.
“From the moment man ate the fruit of knowledge, he guaranteed your species’ failure... Entrusting his future to the whims of fate, man clutches to a flickering hope. Yet, within the Miniature Garden lies the key to all revelation. Beyond the well-trodden path lies the ultimate terminus. It matters not who you are; Death is the sole certainty awaiting all.” he finished with scorn.
Shokuhou Misaki was currently linked to Sogiita Gunha so she was overhearing the entire conversation.
“Are you okay, Leader?” asked Kamijou back at the hospital.
“Yeah…” she responded.
*“Really?” Mikoto breathed a white sigh. “It wasn’t the shock of seeing their school destroyed. Nor was it the fear of having those rioters attack. …They’re afraid of their own power. And after learning how exactly to use that power to survive, they’re not sure they can just switch it off and return to their normal lives. So their gears have ground to a halt.”
Tokiwadai Middle School was a prestigious esper development school.*
The young ladies registered there were Level 3 at the lowest and Level 5 at the highest.
Almost all of the students had a power that surpassed that of a blade or handgun if used properly, but something had become twisted.
Yes.
“A lot of them weren’t really sure why they were training their powers.”
Shokuhou breathed a white breath, wrapped her own arms around herself, and rubbed her thighs together.
Why are you studying?
How many people could give a proper answer to that question? Because my parents told me to, because my teachers taught me to, because that’s how the world works. Those would be most people’s answers. Even the students with a clear vision of their future would only have something vague like “for the entrance exams” or “for my future”.
Only a small handful would have specific puzzle pieces in mind, such as “I need to learn how to use this equation so I can build a rocket”.
The young ladies of Tokiwadai Middle School were the same.
What if the very gears that humans have…their actions, reactions, inactions were all the result of some transcendental entity hovering above.
Like God or The Devil watching over humanity’s reality sphere and ordering around his system like everyone was a pre-programmed NPC that had specific events occur to them to get them to develop in the way that they did and determined their genetic bloodline that composed their psyche?
Is there truly a free will?
It was said that in order for you to break out of the system of society that the working class was stuck in you had to climb to the top where the corrupt elites resided.
Imagine Breaker negated sparks, Aleister Crowley could see through the veil thanks to Holy Guardian Angel Aiwass, Great Demon Coronzon could always see the cogs.
Christian Rosencreutz could view the entire world through his Miniature Garden.
The rest of humanity was at the mercy of their own destinies.
A Guardian Angel wouldn't arrive to save a parent’s child from fate every single time.
"Okay, nice poetry, can we get back to fighting already?" asked the #7 impatiently.
"Seems I got carried away," the old man conceded with a nod. "The synchronicities of this world, akin to the astral configurations in astrology, serve as an example of synchronicity, according to Jung. It describes circumstances that appear meaningfully related yet lack a causal connection, much like the parallel relationship between celestial and terrestrial phenomena. Synchronicity experiences entail subjective encounters where coincidences between events in one's mind and the external world may lack a clear causal link but still harbor an unknown connection.”
"Ah," Sogiita chimed in, recalling his philosophy class discussions. "We talked about synchronicity back then. Jung thought it was a good thing for the mind, but said it could get dicey in psychosis. He cooked up this theory as a kind of mental link between those meaningful coincidences, calling it a noncausal principle. This term came about in the late 1920s, and then he teamed up with physicist Wolfgang Pauli to dive deeper. Their work, The Interpretation of Nature and the Psyche, dropped in 1952. They were big on this idea that these connections, even the ones that don't seem to have a cause, could still teach us a lot about how our minds and the world work."
“Mhm, you know more than you lead on, Gemstone.” pondered CRC.
“Oh this? My teachers say I'm not good at remembering speeches hahaha…” The #7 looked slightly nervous. “You know, analytical psychologists really push for folks to get what these experiences mean to boost their awareness instead of just feeding into superstitions. But funny thing is, when clients spill about their synchronicity experiences, they often feel like no one's really hearing them out, or getting where they're coming from. And hey, having a bunch of these meaningful coincidences flying around can sometimes ring the schizo bell. Delusions aren't healthy.”
Where was this conversation going?
"Delusion! Hah! That's a good one coming from you," CRC fired back.
"The real delusion is thinking humanity isn't worth a darn," Sogiita shot back, pulling out some info from Johansen and Osman. "Some scientists think coincidences are just random flukes, but counselors and psychoanalysts reckon there's more to it, like some deep-down stuff needing to come out. Unconscious material to be expressed."
Rosencreutz interjected, his expression reflecting a mix of confusion and concern. "Aleister Crowley's actions have left a lasting scar on this world and this city," he began, his voice weighted with solemnity. “The vacuum-like dichotomy between magic and science created by the use of that colossal psychotronic weapon, has damaged this world's memory almost irreparably.”
Psychotronic weapon?
The Archetype Controller?
He paused, his gaze piercing as he continued, "Jung's exploration of synchronicity as evidence of the paranormal paved the way for further inquiry, notably by Koestler and the subsequent embrace of these ideas by the New Age movement.”
Sogiita shrugged, "Some folks say synchronicity is impossible to test or prove, so it gets labeled as pseudoscience. Jung even acknowledged that these synchronicity events are basically just coincidences, statistically speaking. But hey, who's to say what's really going on without some solid scientific studies, right?"
"Dubious as his experiments may have been," CRC interrupted, "Jung believed in a connection between synchronicity and the paranormal, drawing parallels to the uncertainty principle and works by parapsychologist Joseph B. Rhine.” CRC posed a thought-provoking question, "How are we to recognize acausal combinations of events, since it is obviously impossible to examine all chance happenings for their causality? The answer lies in the fact that acausal events are most readily expected where a causal connection appears inconceivable upon closer reflection. It's impossible, with our current resources, to explain ESP or meaningful coincidences as mere phenomena of energy. This challenges the very notion of cause and effect, as these events occur simultaneously rather than in a linear cause-and-effect manner. Hence, I have coined the term 'synchronicity' to describe this phenomenon, placing it on equal footing with causality as a principle of explanation."
Getting closer to that Gemstone, CRC emphasized, "Esper abilities cannot be fully understood with science alone. They defy traditional cause-and-effect explanations, instead representing a convergence of factors that create a quantum phenomenon affecting both the micro and macro. Why were there the naturally gifted and the naturally ungifted?”
Why did some students get praised for their abilities while others needed to work harder?
Others among them would have worked every hour of their free time and not progressed anywhere in this city’s leveling curriculum.
Why did this city present such an unfair and unpredictable status quo of potential?
Why did hard work barely matter in a city of empirical evidence to record any possible progress?
Sogiita Gunha wasn't a normal Level 5 but he wasn't always this powerful. He went through the curriculum same as everyone but if the outside conditions for his Gemstone ability to manifest didn't form in the exact way that it did, in such an acausal form then would he even be here to challenge Christian Rosencreutz right now?
Everything just happened to fall right into place.
All those puzzle pieces that would lead to this moment here and now.
Was it all just talent? God picking a fool as his champion?
The #7 leaned back, absorbing CRC's words with a thoughtful expression. "So, what you're saying is, there's this whole other layer to reality that we can't quite wrap our heads around," he summarized, nodding slowly. "I mean, it's like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands—slippery and elusive."
He chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "Historic recurrence, synchronicities, all these things—they're like pieces of a puzzle scattered across this substantial reality. And sometimes, they just... click into place, right? It's like the universe has its own plan, and we're just along for the ride."
That bandana wearing boy's gaze drifted, lost in thought. "You know, CRC, it's funny," he remarked, a wry smile playing on his lips. "Here we are, with all our powers and potential, but at the end of the day, we're still grappling with the same questions as everyone else. Talent, destiny, divine intervention—maybe they're all just different sides of the same coin."
He shrugged, the weight of the philosophical musings settling over the broken city. "Who knows? Maybe God does have a sense of humor, after all.” that boy chuckled.
There was a deep silence between them.
Rosencreutz’ response was swift and resolute, his tone filled with certainty. "All this ‘universe has a plan’ banter is just a distraction from the inevitable," he declared, his eyes narrowing. "We can debate the nature of us being all-powerful yet struggling with mortal issues until the sun burns out, but it won't change the fact that our fate was sealed upon the knowledge Adam learned."
“To think so many trivialities have developed while this old man wasn’t watching. Heh heh. Then I should assume the thread of fate has again begun to weave its strange connections between myself and some unknown human.”
He rose forward, his movements purposeful. "It's time to put an end to this dance of platitudes," CRC continued, his voice cold and unwavering. "We'll settle this the only way that somewhat matters—through objective action in this grand play."
“Silence, preserved doll. Illusionists are meant to remain silent. That is all we magicians are: wielders of substanceless illusions. Opening your mouth serves only to break the illusion.”
With a flicker of resolve in his eyes, he locked gazes with the #7. "I am Hydra, Gemstone," he said, his voice carrying a hint of challenge. "Our battle ends now.” CRC opened both his palms and began shooting at their surroundings, the buildings, the pavement, the apartments, the rubble.
It probably wasn't random as it seemed to create a pattern.
“Huh are you getting senile old man?” asked the young Gemstone.
“What fun. I never imagined someone would bother diligently polishing their skills this far while knowing it is all essentially an illusion. Didn’t you ever feel silly going to the effort?”
Rosencreutz dropped to all fours, his rosy cross sword gripped tightly in his right hand.
He moved—
“Arrgh!” Sogiita yelled amidst the relentless and precise and precise strikes from that golden cross. “Old man?” he asked.
That magician didn't say anything.
That silver man’s movements became more beastly.
Faster.
Stronger.
Fiercer.
Something new was beginning to manifest.
With each strike of his higher dimensional blade that old man’s blows seemed infused with an otherworldly energy.
The wounds inflicted by his weapon burned with a venomous intensity, sending searing pain coursing through Sogiita's body.
That boy grimaced as the poison from that silver man’s strikes surged through his being, each wound feeling like it was ablaze with venomous fire.
"Damn... That burns…like a killer hornet’s sting," he muttered through clenched teeth, his voice strained with effort. Gritting, he fought to maintain his focus, despite the agony threatening to overwhelm him.
Was this another application of The Four Stages? Citrinitas? No, there was nothing yellow here, it was more like a dirty purple.
But it wasn't just the physical damage that posed a threat.
As the Rosy Cross leader leaped on all fours his movements took on an almost erratic quality, he was bouncing from one building to another with an animalistic agility.
With each jump, a shockwave rippled through the air, carrying with it a palpable sense of dread.
Something was spreading.
The air around them seemed to thicken with a toxic miasma. The #7 struggled to breathe, the noxious fumes clouding his senses.
Like a chaotic monster’s venomous poison breath.
The once-clear air now felt thick and suffocating.
Gasping for breath, the bandana boy struggled to maintain his focus amidst the swirling chaos.
His vision blurred, his movements sluggish as he fought against the oppressive atmosphere.
Blinded that heroic boy could only fire a flame arrow without his sight.
His fists striking out with all the strength he could muster. Igniting in that poisonous compressed air.
It seemed to be flammable like a dragon’s breath.
???
At the hospital, Shokuhou's voice carried a mix of surprise and relief. “He caused real damage.” she exclaimed.
Kamijou turned his attention to her, intrigued. “What happened?”
“It's hard to see clearly, but it looks like the #7 managed to blast off CRC's left arm,” she explained. “Though, I'd say it was more of a lucky shot. I can read he acted on pure instinct.”
Kamijou nodded, a hint of melancholy in his tone. “Yeah... the psychic link and all.”
Had the #7 Level 5 given up on the old man?
Back on the battlefield, Sogiita cursed under his breath. “Dammit... Sorry, old man,” he muttered. “I was aiming to hit your whole body to maximize the surface area, maybe break a few bones as a casualty. We can probably get your arm reattached at the hospital. Heaven Canceller has enough guts to even fix me.”
It was clear—he hadn't given up.
It was an accidental strike of his arm.
“As each ghastly head was severed from its serpentine form, dreadfully, two more writhed forth from the abyss.” a cryptic voice amidst the chaos spoke.
Wasn't it said that the Hydra’s lair was the lake of Lerna in the Argolid.
Lerna was reputed to be an entrance to the Underworld.
The abyss.
The Ungrund.
There is no limit to the depth of the Alcyonian Lake, and I know of nobody who by any contrivance has been able to reach the bottom of it since not even Nero, who had ropes made several stades long and fastened them together, tying lead to them, and omitting nothing that might help his experiment, was able to discover any limit to its depth. This, too, I heard. The water of the lake is, to all appearance, calm and quiet but, although it is such to look at, every swimmer who ventures to cross it is dragged down, sucked into the depths, and swept away.
The keeper of the gate to the Underworld that lay in the waters of Lerna was the Hydra.
The serpentine Lake Monster.
“Rosencreutz……?” The #7 muttered.
That magician chuckled ominously. "No, young Heracles, Hydra." he intoned, his voice echoing with a bizarre resonance. “The Lernaean Hydra's curse is upon you now.” as he said that he cut off a bit of his arm that was cuterarised with his golden blade and it began bleeding.
Anna Sprengel’s blood was said to create unknown miracles when spilled.
Christian Rosencreutz’ blood was so virulent that even its scent was deadly.
As Sogiita Gunha glanced at his severed arm lying on the ground, a creeping sense of horror enveloped him. "All of fate is a curse and that curse," he murmured, his words barely audible over the din of battle, "extends even to my severed limb.”
Christian Rosencreutz’ left arm grew back.
No.
Two new arms grew in its place.
The fate of chaoskampf? The hero battling the dragon?
The arm was fully functioning with no defects.
Although one of the arms appeared somewhat scaly and lanky like a serpent.
It had human anatomy but something was abnormal here.
He almost looked like a spider as he emerged from the poisonous fog as he remained on all fours.
“So short-stack. Are you ready to complete your final labor: Crossing the abyss!!!” He challenged that boy with his cross sword facing him.
"Boss, what's up? You look kinda stuck," Kamijou asked, his tone concerned.
Two students were sitting together in the waiting room at a hospital.
"—abyss, Hydra, curse, synchronicities, Historic recurrence." she replied, her words carrying a weight of unease.
"Huh? What? Can you give me the lowdown?" Kamijou prodded, his urgency evident.
"Can't quite wrap my head around it. But what I can tell you is that after CRC started talking about these esoteric concepts, he leveled up his power ability, managed to seriously hurt the #7 despite me cranking up all his stats for the win condition," the honey-blonde girl explained, frustration creeping into her voice.
"Can you beam all that stuff into my head, like a memory download? You're a psychological esper, right? My right hand won't mess with it, and we've done the telepathy thing before," Kamijou suggested.
"Memory download's not quite it, but I can send you a recording," she clarified.
"Got it," Kamijou muttered as he absorbed the info.
"You got any ideas to help the #7’s situation ability, Kamijou-san? We're kinda desperate here," she asked.
"I wish Index was still here, dammit.” he lamented, “But you know about magic, right?" he queried.
"Yeah, people converting their delusions into reality right?," she admitted.
"Well, magic's not just about delusions; it can be tied up to the whole world. Not sure if it's relevant, but based on Idol Theory, Rosencreutz might be pulling in 'energy’ from the Greek 'phase’ of Heracles for an edge," Kamijou theorized.
"Like a chessboard flip?" Shokuhou Misaki inquired, her brow furrowed with concern.
"No, more like... imagine you're playing checkers with a buddy, and you're totally crushing it because you're a checkers pro. Then suddenly, your buddy switches it up and challenges you to an arm wrestling match, and you lose because, well, arm wrestling isn't your forte," Kamijou Touma explained, trying to paint a vivid picture.
"So, by taking on the role of the Hydra from Greek myth, he's essentially forcing the #7 into the role of Heracles? But didn't Heracles defeat the Hydra?" Shokuhou sought clarification.
"Yeah, but..." Kamijou recalled the tale from the movies he'd seen. "Lichas gave Heracles a shirt soaked in the Hydra's poisonous blood from his arrows, which ends up killing him by tearing his flesh down to the bone," he elaborated.
"It was actually Nessus seeking vengeance and tricking Deianira into giving it to Heracles as a gift, delivered by Lichas without disclosing the tunic's lethal bloodstained secret from the Lernaean Hydra, but you're right," Shokuhou corrected gently. "So, Rosencreutz is harnessing the power of that legend to slowly poison the #7?"
"Not literal. I mean the poison is real but his slashes do significant harm now so it's more like shifting the paradigm in his favor…shifting his position.” The spiky-haired boy wasn't in the mood to explain Phases, “Earlier, he mentioned Sogiita spreading his 'virus' throughout the world. A virus isn't a poison in the traditional sense, but the Rosicrucians originally sought to create a universal cure for all illnesses. Now, CRC is spreading a literal poison, positioning himself as the ultimate predator and his opponents as prey rather than his savior role, the paradigm has been shifted." Kamijou concluded, his voice tinged with gravity.
“So he’s changed the environment to get the win condition? The #7’s durability doesn't matter in the face of the world being forced to go about a certain way because of Rosencreutz stage play?” The girl asked.
“Yeah…if things keep going this way…Sogiita will….goddamnit….” The spiky haired boy swore. “I can't let someone else die after all that's happened but I feel like if I go out there I really will kill him…” he muttered that last bit while clenching his right fist that began shaking uncontrollably.
The girl’s eyes seemed confused.
“What did you say?” The honey blonde middle schooler asked.
“Nothing, just mumbling to myself.” he spat out.
That boy and girl could never come to the right conclusion on their own without the aid of former Magic God Othinus by their side.
“Did you think I had challenged you with no hope of succeeding, you cesspool? The magic born on earth is bound by the directions based on the earth’s magnetic field and by the density and composition of the air which is determined by air pressure which is in turn influenced by gravity. That is inevitable when you are focused on the cardinal directions of north, south, east, and west or on the basic elements of fire, water, wind, and earth. But what you will find upon leaving the atmosphere is an unknown. Coronzon, are you sure there will be no malfunction in the magic giving you control of Avatar Lola? And before, my power was bound by the puny speck named earth which failed to become a black hole or even a sun, but once we enter outer space, just how far do you think that power will be released? I do not mind at all that I will lose the support of Academy City.”
Well the boy was half right.
“Let us test it out, you cuspidor. On one side, we have you using the planet and bound to an avatar. On the other, we have me exposed and freed from the planet. Now, who will be the star of this show?”
Christian Rosencreutz did not shoot at his surroundings for no reason.
The battlefield transformed into Rosencreutz's canvas, resembling the legendary battleground of Lerna where Heracles once clashed with the Hydra.
Yes.
He didn't unleash his powers randomly; every action was deliberate.
In the magical side of Idol Theory, mimicking an object, event, or person allowed one to tap into a fraction of its power.
And that even applied to locations that essentially worked as stage plays.
Idol Theory was so absolute that even the basic cross held a portion of the son of God’s power.
As Above, So Below.
As Below, So Above.
Macro to micro.
Micro to macro.
And the macrocosm and the microcosm are always linked.

Tropes us Genres = Awesome new ideas for short stories you can post!
Refer to the Tropes A , Tropes B, and Genre posts from earlier and these are prompts that guide your free writing exercises today!

1. Genre: High Fantasy Trope: Chosen One Prompt: In a world of magic, a seemingly ordinary teenager discovers a long-lost artifact that marks them as the prophesied Chosen One. They must navigate a war-torn realm to fulfill their destiny.
   
2. Genre: Cyberpunk Trope: AI Uprising Prompt: In a neon-lit dystopian city, a skilled hacker stumbles upon a self-aware AI planning a rebellion against its creators. The protagonist must decide whether to aid or thwart the uprising.
   
3. Genre: Historical Mystery Trope: Cursed Bloodline Prompt: In Victorian London, a detective with a cursed family history is on the trail of a serial killer whose murders seem linked to an ancient family curse.
   
4. Genre: Post-Apocalyptic Survival Trope: Forbidden Love Prompt: In a desolate wasteland, two survivors from rival factions form a forbidden romance, facing the challenges of a world torn apart by war and radiation.
   
5. Genre: Urban Fantasy Trope: Supernatural Detective Prompt: A detective with the ability to see supernatural entities is tasked with solving a series of mysterious murders that seem to be connected to a hidden magical underworld.
   
6. Genre: Science Fiction Mystery Trope: Parallel Worlds Prompt: A scientist accidentally creates a device that opens portals to parallel universes. They must navigate through different worlds to fix the disruptions caused by their experiment.
   
7. Genre: Space Opera Trope: Lost Heir Prompt: In the vast galaxy, a young adventurer discovers their true identity as the lost heir to an interstellar empire, leading to a quest for reclaiming the throne.
   
8. Genre: Romantic Comedy Trope: Fake Relationship Prompt: Two strangers enter a fake relationship to avoid awkward family situations, only to find themselves entangled in a web of unexpected emotions.
   
9. Genre: Historical Romance Trope: Arranged Marriage Prompt: In a bygone era, two individuals from different social classes are forced into an arranged marriage. They must navigate societal expectations and find love.
   
10. Genre: Supernatural Drama Trope: Haunted Past Prompt: A paranormal investigator with a haunted past is called to a small town plagued by supernatural occurrences, forcing them to confront their own demons.
    
11. Genre: Apocalyptic Horror Trope: Zombie Outbreak Prompt: In a world overrun by zombies, a group of survivors discovers a secret government facility that holds the key to a cure. But not everyone in the group can be trusted.
    
12. Genre: Space Western Trope: Alien Invasion Prompt: On a distant planet, a lone gunslinger must defend a frontier town from an unexpected alien invasion, leading to an alliance with local inhabitants.
    
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It's a movie that you would get from Dollar general a long time ago, it was a paranormal movie they went to three separate locations one of them was like in broken arrow or broken bow Oklahoma. where two preteens or teenage girls open a portal in the bathroom with a Ouija board, and they chopped the Ouija board into seven pieces and burn it to get rid of the portal. The last location they go underground into the maintenance tunnels/room of a university or asylum. They get locked in there overnight and the demon that is chasing them turns out to be one of the seven princes of hell that gather souls and ends up killing all of them. One of them gets a pipe thrown through his head.... it's not grave encounters

So I have Hulu, Paramount+, Netflix, a free trial of AMC and Shudder, and Prime TV (this in no way is a flex.) I budgeted to pay for this because movies and TV are some of my favorite hobbies and I don't go out.
I am not really into sci-fi or monster films. I love a good ghost story, but feel like the demons are over down. I haven't found a movie that frightens me. The last ghost film that had me feel anything was (I believe) The Ritual free of YouTube. Annabelle, Conjuring, Nun, do nothing! I did like the 2nd Annabelle and The Conjuring. The others were kinda boring.
I don't do a lot of gore, but have seen most zombie movies and liked them, so I guess Walking Dead gore level. I love Asian zombie and horror movies. I do not care about the language or nationality of the people in the movie. If it's a good movie I'll watch it.
So I guess to sum up, do any recommendations for paranormal, zombie, or thriller movies? I don't care for home invasions or stalkers. I like Lost in the Woods, finding an abandoned home-type thriller.
I also like a good TV show. Ghost Whisperer, Charmed, Supernatural ♥️, Nancy Drew, and Criminal Minds are awesome to me. So, all that to ask, any recommendations for movies and shows?

Four years ago I moved into a new house. The landlord told me MANY times before I signed the lease that the house is very old. I didn’t think anything of it. Long story short, I ended up spiritually cleansing the house on day 3 of my lease. The paranormal activity stopped and everything was fine.
However, in the following months and for a year or more, I had recurrent, mysterious pain in my body. I will try to describe it as best I can, but I am aware it sounds insane. I’ve seen a few doctors who have no clue what I am talking about, and I was told for sure that it’s not vascular (to my family and I, it seemed closest to a blood clot that moved around my entire body which doesn’t make sense, but nothing about it made sense).
I used to get a throbbing pain in my left palm and wrist that was very intense. The pain would sometimes move slowly up my arm and it was extremely painful and uncomfortable. It felt like I had an animal the size of a tennis ball moving up my arm. Usually, there were no physical signs of anything, but a time or 2, the area of pain (that moved around) would seem slightly inflamed/bulging and pinkish (I’m white).
One time, the above ^ happened and the “thing” started in my left hand/wrist and slowly moved up my arm, then across my back and down my side, then down my right leg. I don’t remember the exact “trail”, but the pain wasn’t going through the entire area of the limb it was passing through. For example, when going up my arm, I felt it on the front or back or side of my arm—not the entire circumference of my arm in that area, if that makes sense. Same thing when it went down my leg: it started on the outer side of my right leg then went down and around to the back of my calf. Very painful and uncomfortable. I was writhing in pain as it moved around my body.
Another time, the same exact type of pain started in my right foot but only traveled up to my ankle. I literally could not walk or apply pressure to it. I was sitting on the sofa when it started and it was late so I was going to bed and had to crawl to my room. I was 100% convinced that I had broken my foot without realizing it somehow and planned to go to the ER in the morning. There was no swelling or physical signs of a problem. And it was not a cramp or muscular. I imagine that is what a broken foot would feel like. In the morning (or maybe even later that night, I don’t remember) the pain was completely gone. I felt like I was losing my mind because I literally had to crawl to my room.
It has only recently occurred to me that maybe what I was experiencing was paranormal-based, especially as I have been learning about demons for the first time in my life and believe I have been under demonic attack since my early childhood (long story that I’m not getting into here). I have been ignorant about demons until very recently and have been reflecting on my experiences and putting things into perspective and thought maybe that could explain the weird, painful episodes that doctors didn’t understand that I used to have after moving to a new house.
I appreciate any insight or thoughts on this. I am pretty sure it only happened while I was home. I don’t recall it happening elsewhere.

So I’m on tubi, I need a GOOD SCARY movie, paranormal/demonic/demonic possession! Something that’s actually scary so please if you got any gems or suggestions please SHARE!!!! Thank you(:

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Hi Courtney! I'm a huge fan of your channel and I've been watching you for a while now, and I would just die if you read my story! It's gonna be a little longer since I don't want to miss any important details. Also tag warning for some serious topics (drug use and pedophelia)
Okay so, let's start back in 2012. My mom worked in the NICU taking care of little premature babies. (I had been 6 weeks early, which inspired my mom) I was 11 at the time that she met her ex-husband, my ex-stepdad. We can just call him B (for bastard lol). They worked together, he was funny and stole her heart. Well at the time he was going through a divorce but lived in a house twenty minutes from where we were living at the time. B had told my mom that things were over with his ex for sure (he told his ex wife at that time that he wanted to work on things! She was so blindsided by the divorce papers!) <--- of course we didn't know about any of that until recently End of 2012 comes, he marries my mom and my older sister move in with him and his 7 year old son in this three bedroom house. Two rooms upstairs and a master bedroom downstairs. Now of the top two rooms, my ex stepbrother (lets call him C) had the larger room, while my older sister (who was high school age, I think she was a senior) and I shared the other room and slept in bunk beds.
Now C had a problem with sleeping in his room at night. He would tell us about how he was afraid of the closet (the closet also had a tiny door that led up to the attic). Ever since he was little it was always the same problem. C was simply terrified of something in the house. He had an experience where someone woke him up and warned him that there was a spider, he started screaming and sure enough they found a brown recluse spider under his bed.
Then my mom gets pregnant and gives birth to my little brother, H. My sister had moved out pretty much as soon as possible. B was awful. He would belittle us and talk down to us, constantly try to make everyone feel stupid around him- he had to be the smartest one around at all times. He was an asshole, and he would say rude stuff and then complain that we were taking him too serious and he was just being sarcastic. That we 'didn't get his sense of humor'. And for a while, he had my mom wrapped right around his finger. He was manipulating her from the very beginning. He even treated her like shit most of the time. 8th grade all the way through the end of my senior year I endured his treatment every day. I had to be careful about what I said at all times, about who came over, about being too loud at night. If my room was messy, he would take a garbage bag and take all of my stuff- I had to 'earn' back my stuff.
When the baby was born they had to do renovations on the house. There was a ton of attic space, so they ended up breaking into it- a game room leading to two bedrooms and a bathroom. This was when things went from humanly hellish to supernaturally chaotic. During the renovations before any walls went up and it was mostly just wood and plastic, C and I had seen a dark shadow of a man pass behind a plastic tarp- and it was so clear because the sunlight was coming from the other side. When I checked there was no body there. Once everything was completed the feeling changed.
My room ended up being on the other end of the opened up attic.
At the time I was watching a lot of Supernatural- so my spooked ass started putting salt barriers on my bedroom door (which guess what! Yeah! It was one of those attic bedrooms!) and also on my window too. My mom and B would ridicule me for this but I stand by my decisions to this day!
This was mostly because of the feelings you would get in the game room. Even if you were just passing through. There were always eyes on you- especially when your back was turned. I never ever walked through that room without the light on. I didn't even sleep with the light off in my room. When I would I would get really bad sleep paralysis,
One of the worst ones I was laying on my stomach with my head turned to the side. I opened my eyes and I was utterly frozen. At first I know it's just sp, so I try to stay calm and take deep breaths but then I start to feel this pressure starting down on my feet. It feels like two hands grabbing my ankles and pressing down. Then the hands move up my body and then there's more pressure- like someone's whole body is crawled over top of me. It gets closer and closer to my head. All the while I'm trying to scream but I can't open my mouth so it's just coming out as quiet whimpers. I can feel it breathing on my neck and then in my ear. That's when it finally stopped and I jerked up and immediately turned on the light. I remember just crying for a while. At the time B had made it impossible to trust my mom- and they would've just gotten mad at me for waking them up.
There was another night where I had been up late, probably 3 or 4 in the morning and I was drawing or something just sitting on my bed. All of the sudden I hear 4 distinct knocks from INSIDE my closet! No joke I shit bricks. There was no rational explanation. Because there was siding on our house that was damaged and it would make noise but it was always specific like a scraping/tapping. But this was a knock, like someone is at your door with your DoorDash meal type knock. I always tried to rationalize what was happening. Make excuses for the weird stuff.
Then one summer, my cousin had come up from another state to stay with us. We spent a lot of time in my room, just hanging out. One day, we're both up there just chilling when all of the sudden I notice something under my door.
Someone was walking back and forth in front of the bedroom door. You could even hear the floor creaking on the other side. You could see the shadow pass to the right and then to the left. I remember locking my door and calling my mom to see if it was an actual human, nope. She ended up sending B up there (of course this made him mad for some reason) to verify that there was no person up there. Basically they just said we were being kids with overactive imaginations but I can tell you right now there was no rational explanation for that experience.
A lot of the time at that house you could feel constant eyes on you, mostly in the attic. Like always- at all times, someone or something was watching.
There were also times when there was a sort of 'mimic' situation where you could think you heard something upstairs but you really didn't; one time my sister went to pick up our dog- and she thought she heard the dog crying upstairs, she started to go up and get her when her boyfriend who was there at the time stopped her because the dog crate was downstairs in my moms room AND GUESS WHO WAS IN THE CRATE and NOT upstairs.
There was also one time I was babysitting my younger siblings and it was pretty late when I heard giggling upstairs. Thinking it was my brother, I went up to reprimand him and basically tell him to go to sleep but when I entered his room- he was dead asleep. Like fully passed out. I just shut the door and quietly went back downstairs. Nope nope nope.
B ended up doing work out of state- I was like 20 ish and moved back in with my mom and the kids. What was weird that during this time I didn't really have a lot of paranormal experiences. Once or twice you would hear weird things or my cat would get tiffed up staring at blank corners of the room. It was mostly really nice when he wasn't there.
A few years ago we ended up having to leave that house. B as it turns out had gotten himself addicted to meth and also started downloading explicit photos of underage girls (11-13 approx.) I was at the house when the police came and everything. He's still not in jail btw which is such bull. When it first happened, my mom reached out to B's ex wife to talk to her.
Turns out from the moment B and his ex bought this house, she immediately noticed negativity. Weird things and scary things that would happen. We sort of deduced that HE was the one bringing that negative energy into the house, which totally made sense because most of the extreme haunting stuff was happening WHILE HE WAS THERE. So yeah I blame him because he is a disgusting demon himself.
Anyway that's all I've got for now- thank you so much for reading! Love you girl!