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Beyond Infinity
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Synopsis:
In a world where supernatural phenomena manifest from the raw intensity of human fears, desires, and emotions, I—Hoshino—have always carried a peculiar yearning: the desire to be hurt and to hurt others.
This desire shaped my life, twisting it into something incomprehensible. In middle school, I was trapped in the 「Last Void」—a realm that exists beyond comprehension, where reality is swallowed and rewritten. By high school, I had shattered the flow of time itself. I merged with my future to recreate my past, and in doing so, broke my present.
In my third year, I asked my lover to kill me. She refused. So, I took the knife into my own hands, carving out my end in front of her eyes. Why? I don’t even remember anymore. I only hoped that this time, I could finally die.
But hope is a cruel liar. Death never came for me.
Instead, I was thrust into an endless cycle: transmigrating into others’ bodies, reincarnating with fractured memories, regressing to my own timeline, and living through countless worlds—each more twisted than the last.
I now exist in a multiverse of infinite worlds, each teeming with infinite versions of myself. In one, I watch my comrades die with tears in their eyes. In another, I’m the one who kills them without hesitation. Every possibility unfolds before me, connected by invisible strings of choice and consequence.
Power, fame, wealth—none of it holds meaning here. Emotions, trust, love, and peace are luxuries that cannot survive in this endless labyrinth of realities.
This world is a tapestry of nightmares: a dystopia built from the shattered fragments of infinite tragedies. It’s a fool’s paradise where illusions blur with reality, and truth itself is suspect. The only constants are desires that twist probability and choices that fracture possibilities.
No matter how many times I die or how many realities I endure, the tragedy never ends. The strings of fate tighten, and I am left to wonder: am I the puppet, or the puppeteer?
This is a story without heroes, without endings. A cycle of despair where every hope is swallowed by the void, and every life is just another iteration of pain.
Genre
DramaFantasyHorrorMysteryPsychologicalSci-fiSeinenSupernaturalTragedy
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Alternate World Apathetic Protagonist Comedic Undertone Dark Death of Loved Ones Delusions Forgetful Protagonist Lack of Common Sense Loneliness Manipulative Characters Multiple POV Murders Mysterious Illness Non-linear Storytelling Outer Space Parallel Worlds Parasites Suicides System Administrator Time Loop Time Manipulation Time Paradox Transmigration Twisted Personality Unreliable Narrator
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Put some criticism here or something.
Renewed some starting chpaters that were bad and now are atleast moderate.
Note:I have only 10—20 days left to live.I have scheduled atleast 100 chapters of this novel and the rest novels i have, I've also written them while i was bored, i guess(?).So if you don't get any response from me after December, then that means my chronic illness got the better me.See ya.
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Beyond infinity
In a world where supernatural phenomena manifest from the raw intensity of human fears, desires, and emotions, I—Hoshino—have always carried a peculiar yearning: the desire to be hurt and to hurt others. This desire shaped my life, twisting it into something incomprehensible. In middle school...
Synopsis:
In a world where supernatural phenomena manifest from the raw intensity of human fears, desires, and emotions, I—Hoshino—have always carried a peculiar yearning: the desire to be hurt and to hurt others.
This desire shaped my life, twisting it into something incomprehensible. In middle school, I was trapped in the 「Last Void」—a realm that exists beyond comprehension, where reality is swallowed and rewritten. By high school, I had shattered the flow of time itself. I merged with my future to recreate my past, and in doing so, broke my present.
In my third year, I asked my lover to kill me. She refused. So, I took the knife into my own hands, carving out my end in front of her eyes. Why? I don’t even remember anymore. I only hoped that this time, I could finally die.
But hope is a cruel liar. Death never came for me.
Instead, I was thrust into an endless cycle: transmigrating into others’ bodies, reincarnating with fractured memories, regressing to my own timeline, and living through countless worlds—each more twisted than the last.
I now exist in a multiverse of infinite worlds, each teeming with infinite versions of myself. In one, I watch my comrades die with tears in their eyes. In another, I’m the one who kills them without hesitation. Every possibility unfolds before me, connected by invisible strings of choice and consequence.
Power, fame, wealth—none of it holds meaning here. Emotions, trust, love, and peace are luxuries that cannot survive in this endless labyrinth of realities.
This world is a tapestry of nightmares: a dystopia built from the shattered fragments of infinite tragedies. It’s a fool’s paradise where illusions blur with reality, and truth itself is suspect. The only constants are desires that twist probability and choices that fracture possibilities.
No matter how many times I die or how many realities I endure, the tragedy never ends. The strings of fate tighten, and I am left to wonder: am I the puppet, or the puppeteer?
This is a story without heroes, without endings. A cycle of despair where every hope is swallowed by the void, and every life is just another iteration of pain.
Genre
DramaFantasyHorrorMysteryPsychologicalSci-fiSeinenSupernaturalTragedy
Tags
Alternate World Apathetic Protagonist Comedic Undertone Dark Death of Loved Ones Delusions Forgetful Protagonist Lack of Common Sense Loneliness Manipulative Characters Multiple POV Murders Mysterious Illness Non-linear Storytelling Outer Space Parallel Worlds Parasites Suicides System Administrator Time Loop Time Manipulation Time Paradox Transmigration Twisted Personality Unreliable Narrator
Beyond infinity
In a world where supernatural phenomena manifest from the raw intensity of human fears, desires, and emotions, I—Hoshino—have always carried a peculiar yearning: the desire to be hurt and to hurt others. This desire shaped my life, twisting it into something incomprehensible. In middle school...
Put some criticism here or something.
Renewed some starting chpaters that were bad and now are atleast moderate.
Note:I have only 10—20 days left to live.I have scheduled atleast 100 chapters of this novel and the rest novels i have, I've also written them while i was bored, i guess(?).So if you don't get any response from me after December, then that means my chronic illness got the better me.See ya.
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