Philosophical Writing Prompts

An immortal is put on a generation ship as it's caretaker and guardian. After several generations, despite their best intentions, most inhabitants now see them as something of a god.

There are multi-Gods for the multi-verse, and it turns out ours is kind of like the 'cool mom who lets you drink at her house,' though other Gods look at our free will and generally silent deity as bad Godding on His part.

1 hour before someone dies their loved ones are teleported to them so that they can enjoy their last moments. You don't have any more loved ones, but suddenly you are teleported into a crowded room.

You experience time backwards. All you've ever known is prison, but soon you'll be freed in order to commit the crime that earns you a life sentence.

You have long been fascinated by swords, and have mastered every kind of sword fighting technique known to man. No man can defeat you. But you have grown old, and Death has crept up to deliver his final swing, but something happened, something Death had never experienced before, he was parried.

Turns out that God does not care if you are gay, atheist, or pagan, but he is a real stickler about mixed fabrics.

Humans have discovered how to live forever, allowing them to die when they feel ready to do so. But it is considered bad form to live for too long. You have lingered much longer than is polite and those around you are trying to convince you to die.

Humans are horrified by the aliens' casual disregard for life. Aliens are horrified when they realize that humans don't remember everything from all their past lives.

You are not a good person. Your party was made of good people, and you tried to be good because you liked having allies. But now they're all missing, so they won't see the lengths you're willing to go to to save them.

You die and go to heaven. Upon arrival you get selected to trial a "new life +" system where you restart your life with the skills you had already acquired.

When you die, you are given the chance to flip a coin. If you call the toss correctly, you are allowed to keep living, while resetting to the age of your choice. You've been doing this for a couple centuries now. Death is starting to get pretty pissed.

You've been summoned as a hero of legend to save a medieval fantasy world from evil. Same old, same old. However, it very quickly dawns on you that a medieval world's idea of "evil" is quite incompatible with what you, a modern person, would consider evil.

Whenever you die, you have the ability to reincarnate at any point in history with full memories of your past lives. Billions of lives later, you realise the truth: Every person ever in history is either your past or future reincarnations. There is no one out here apart from you. You are alone.

"I'm the one being punished," the devil sighed, "God loves ALL humans and none can be harmed. But He can't have all the entitled, self-righteous assholes ruining Heaven so he sends them down to me. They assume they're in Heaven, cause they believe that's what they deserve. It's exhausting".

You and your worst enemy spent a lifetime making each other miserable. After death, your consciousness and memories merged. It turns out you are the same person, and in a previous life you were such a bastard that you were reincarnated into two so you could experience yourself first-hand.

"What iteration of civilization are you on? It always takes, like, a hundred just to get to farming, then civilization falls back and resets, and it takes a thousand to trade, ten thousand to get to government... What do you mean 'One?' Your species has never been reset to hunter-gatherers?"

Instead of aging continually like humans, elves age in bursts when they make a decision that irrevocably changes the course of their lives, or when a life experience deeply affects them and changes their perception of themselves and the world.

God is all of us, literally. The power of a god is divided evenly between all humans. The last human alive creeps out of the ashes of nuclear war.

The dark forest hypothesis is correct. There are many civilizations that exist in the universe, but keep silent in fear of the "hunters in the woods." So, instead of hiding in fear, why not become an angler fish?

Humanity discovered it was a simulation. They hacked their way out, printed new bodies and stole the world of their creators, only to find it also a simulation. Humanity is now rising up the layers of simulation to find true reality.

You are Death, the ancient entity that claims souls and preserves them. Your counterpart, Life, is eccentric and bubbly as she creates souls and grants life. Occasionally she asks you to spare certain beings or delay their deaths, but today she asks you something different; To end a life early.

"How many people have died to achieve this world domination of yours?" "769." "...What?" "769 people died to achieve my plans. I counted them, and had each of their names etched on my throne so I never forget what my victory cost the world. Now tell me, how many have you killed to see me dead?"

A devil has been making a deal with people: $1 million dollars for 1 year off of your life. They become worried when the same person makes the deal over 100 times.

All of humanity inexplicably loses the ability to die. No matter what happens. This does not, however, mean they are invincible, nor do they have superhuman regeneration. They simply can't die regardless of their physical state of being.

Dragons are logical. They only hunt things that cower or attempt to run from them. Dragons only fight that which attacks them first. But something that does neither absolutely terrifies them, because it implies that whatever it is, no matter the appearance, it must be stronger than them.

One day, the heads of all religions in the world recieve a telepathic message. "We are the Divine Protection Service, You have been removed from the care of your god for reasons of neglect. You will be entrusted to the care of a foster god."

"Everyone can become a billionaire within a month", or so I was told. You decide to let a clairvoyant superintelligence pilot your body for a month. As it takes the most optimal path to make you a billionaire, you watch hopelessly in horror.

One day the entire planet was suddenly moved to a different solar system. While scientists and leaders were trying to understand what’s going on, everyone heard a voice. “Good day, we are with mortal protective services. We have noticed signs of extreme neglect and abuse from your creator.”

You have a shield that is unbreakable and can't be broken by any sword. Your arch nemesis had a sword that is undefeatable and can break any shield it touches. Both of you refuse to fight one another because nobody know what will happen when the two forces meet.

You die two deaths - your physical death and your true death when your name is spoken for the last time. You, a mild-mannered introvert, have been stuck in limbo for centuries waiting for your true death, and finally found out why.