The year is 2551; fantasy writers have started highly romanticizing the 90s~early 2000s(much like how most fantasy novels today are written in a medieval setting)when technology was still primitive. You’re a writer who decides to cash in on this trend, but your knowledge on the era is…limited.

One day a priest prayed for a prophet and was answered by God. “I have sent thousands of prophets. They are among the writers, philosophers, activists, and scientists. Yet you have condemned them as heretics and silenced them in one form or another. Why should I send more to be ignored?”

Mother Earth isn’t just a metaphor. The entire Earth ecosystem is in fact a sapient whole. The only reason we don’t see aliens is because Mother Earth is super xenophobic and kills any non-terran life that appears. Aliens learned this the hard way and are not sure how to handle humans.

A ghost has haunted your bathroom, a monster sleeps under your bed and a family of gnomes lives in your backyard. None of them are helping pay rent. A house meeting has been called.

You ended up in a utopian parallel world. The catch? People are so good in that world, that you’re now literally the most evil person alive.

The entire Earth is cloned 6 times with each clone being nearly identical. The only difference is 5 random individuals are removed from each clone. After 1000 years of no contact, one representative from each Earth are gathered to discuss their histories.

America believes itself to be the last nation standing after a global disaster. What they do not realize, is that the global disaster was much more isolated than they were lead to believe, because it was a hoax to keep Americans away from the rest of the world.

You are the first immortal. While it is true that you cannot die, your flesh and body can. After so many millennia you are reduced to a sentient skeleton sitting at the bottom of a peaceful pond to avoid contact with other people. Some bastards are trying to drain it.

You were murdered. You pissed off the wrong people, and you fell victim to an untouchable oil tycoon who controls the city. No one asks questions. No one, except of course…your Statefarm Agent. Let’s find out how far a good neighbor can go with a hit list so dangerous.

One day, Thousands of escape pods containing Alien eggs landed all around the earth. We raised them as our own, accepting them into our society. When the mothership returned to finish the job, she never expected her own brood to stand against her.