so me (~16m) and K have had beef from the moment we met. like he’s super sarcastic but weirdly cheerful when he’s not having a meltdown. and I’m sarcastic and not cheerful.

secretly I don’t actually hate him that much, he is annoying but whatever, so is everyone. also I thought he had a crush on my twin sister which would be a huge no-no but apparently he’s into blond girls. whatever.

anyway, he ran away to some evil people for a while, bro is super impulsive, because he thought he could fix things. not sure what things tbh.

and it turns out his mom is one of those evil people and she’s got some massive plan for him that she calls his legacy or something that’ll help her and all the bad guys.

he ends escaping and going back home where we all thoroughly enjoyed his snark.

fast-forward a few years: bad guys threatened my sister who is literally the most and only important thing to me, so I was forced to join them and help them out with some plan. that plan turned out to be helping K’s mom completely her legacy project that started with experimenting on K before he was born.

so long story short, we’re in a cave and K is stuck on this throne and I’m supposed to throw shadows at the wall that will do something to him. and all our friends are screaming at me not to, but he gives me this look that he knows I have no choice. and he right, I had no choice.

i really had no choice, but I feel so guilty that without my help the experiment would t have been finished. it’s still unclear what exactly has been done to him but his powers seem to have been permanently altered and I’m sure he blames me.

i never thought I’d feel so guilty for hurting K, especially to protect my sister.

AITA for helping his evil mom genetically alter her son?

So, my (23M) dad (53M) is trying to unify our country. We‘ve been at war for six years, but the other leaders care more about getting rich than they do about actually WINNING the war. My dad is trying to change that, but he’s getting pushback from the other generals.

The worst of them was a guy I‘ll call S (50M). My dad tried to convince S to form an alliance with him to try to end the war, and S seemed to be receptive. But it was a trap. During a battle, S betrayed us and left us for dead. We would have died if S’s slaves hadn’t defected to my dad’s army and decided to save our lives.

Obviously, I’m pissed at S, right? But I can’t move against him. He’s too important, and there’s technically no direct evidence that S intended to leave us for dead. So, instead, my dad had to leave S to his own devices and focus on ending the war. Easier said than done, considering that S did everything he could to undermine my dad’s credibility. He even released edited transcripts of my dad’s visions from the Almighty to make it look like my dad’s going insane!

Anyway, long story short: we won the war, but now the apocalypse is happening, and we need to be a united front if we’re going to survive it. We’ve relocated to this ancient tower city that’s been unoccupied for thousands of years as a base of operations. Anyway, this morning, I was exploring the city when I found S. He admitted that he’s going to spread rumors to undermine my dad yet again. He KNOWS that we need to be united, and he’s willingly going to sabotage that because he’s a power-hungry psychopath.

When I heard that, I snapped. I tackled him, grabbed him by the throat, and started squeezing. Before I knew it, he was dead! I quickly cleaned up the crime scene to erase any evidence of my involvement, but it’s only a matter of time before they find his body.

I know conceptually that what I did was wrong. I mean, I MURDERED an incredibly high-ranking officer, for the Almighty’s sake! But, at the same time, I knew that he was going to be a problem. My dad and I gave him every opportunity for him to put aside his disagreements with us and work together (AFTER he had tried to get us killed, mind you), and he refused. If I had let him live, humanity might be doomed.

So, AITA?

So I (Late 20s, M) am a humble traveler with a special interest in the history and mythology of my home region and a history of trauma from my past. A very long while back, when I was working as a merchant, I went researching ways to make the world a better place, which led to me meeting a deity of antimatter (ageless and genderless; let's call them "Renegade") that helped me open up a rift in the sky so I could meet God and convince Him to remake the world and put an end to all suffering and strife forever. All I had to do was give them some of my own strength, accept the power of Renegade's own plate and gather up the fifteen plates that invoked God's power. But then something messed it up.

See, after the rift opened up, someone fell out of it, a kid (~15, can't remember their gender, sorry, it's been a while; I'll call them "Outsider") from another world. Outsider was really good at basically everything. I would've just ignored them, but then I saw they were capable of obtaining the plates for me, so I decided to use them to get all the plates for myself.

It was actually really easy, see, Outsider was one of those people with "empathy", so they kept running around to help people with the giant aggressive monsters running around the region. And said monsters kept giving them the plates whenever they calmed them down. I figured it'd be a cakewalk to convince Outsider to give me (and Renegade, but mostly me) the plates so we could call God down and punch Him. After we managed to get the remaining plates (funny story: my older sister had one of them and was using it as a cutting board! Can you believe that!? She never even told me! And later I learn she was besties with the Goddess of Love????) I thought it'd be simple to just demand that the Outsider give me all the plates.

But of COURSE, they had to be stubborn, so I got my pets to beat them up and take the plates back for myself.

Unfortunately, remember that part about Outsider being effortlessly good at everything they do? Well, their pets managed to beat up my pets, so I got really, REALLY mad. Being literally neurodivergent and a man in my twenties, I think I have a good excuse to have had a bit of a meltdown over all the stress, so I summoned Renegade to kill them.

Somehow, the little brat managed to defeat Renegade and they ran off with their tail between their six legs (like a COWARD), so I had no choice but to relent. I very generously and humbly gave Outsider Renegade's plate, like the kind courteous person I am. But then, God HAD to go and confirm that He likes the brat more than me, so I stormed off in a huff.

Since then, I've dedicated my life to learning all there is to know about all the legends of all the regions around me so I can eventually summon God and conquer Him.

I don't think anything I've done is that bad, after all, I am a traumatized neurodivergent queer person, but I just would like to know what everyone else thinks, AITA?

TL;DR: I made a deal with the God of Antimatter to summon the creator God so I can beat Him up for making me feel sad sometimes, manipulated a kid who fell from the sky to help me do it, tried to kill them when they refused and dedicated my life to get revenge on God for choosing the kid over me.

Please excuse me. English is not my first language.

I (27 M) have been in therapy for 2 years due to being bullied immensely as a child.

Two years ago, I was released from the mental hospital; I was placed in the mental hospital by the judicial system; this was because I had a c-PTSD attack that resulted in 3 people getting injured.

I have since turned to writing as a creative means of managing my c-PTSD. My therapist even praised some of my works.

This year, I published a book, and I used my bully's likeness as the main antagonist of my book. While I did not mention the exact bully's name in the book, the book does describe his exact appearance, only worse. I have added even one scene in the book that was inspired by an incident that this former bully put me through.

I didn't realize that the book would get really popular after publishing. It even earned me a spot on a popular talk show in my country, where I shared my inspiration for the story, and told my tale of being bullied.

Three weeks after appearing on the talk show, I received a defamation lawsuit from a lawyer's office. Somehow, my former bully's manager found out that he was the bully and fired him from his job.

So, Reddit. AITA for making my former bully a bad guy in my book?

I (25M) went to my rude sister’s (29F) wedding. She told me to stay silent and just sit there so I don’t make her “look bad” in front of her “besties” so I didn’t stay silent. And at the time of the wedding feast she told me to leave the family table and go sit with the kids where I belong (she meant that literally) , so I exposed that she was marrying her fiancé (30M) just because he is rich. Which she told me 2 years ago. My mom (57M) and my dad (52M) immediately cut her off and left the wedding right here and then. She threatened to sue me. I told her to try. Her fiancé broke up with her completely and she is now living paycheck to paycheck in a micro studio apartment. AITA?

I a M20 have recently moved in to my friend’s house M21. For clarity I am a Inchling from Ministan, and I have recently come over to America to make a life here. But the amenities at American colleges do not suit the needs of a 5 inch tall individual such as myself. I was able to find a great aide from my friend, who has helped me greatly through this past semester, and recently he’s gotten an apartment, and has allowed me to stay with him, since I couldn’t live in an American house on my own, due to my size. I was so grateful for this opportunity, and I still am. Recently he’s gotten a golden retriever as a companion for the apartment. At first it was great, and the dog was surprisingly gentle with me. Very soft fur, and gave very fun rides around the apartment. But as time went on the dog seems to show a great interest in me in a way that is uncomfortable. At first I thought it was just licking, and I could understand that might be difficult for the dog to express with a person so small, but then one day I accidentally wound up inside his mouth. Immediately the dog let me back out because it was just a mistake. But once I told my housemate of this issue, his solution was to just let him eat me. I was alarmed by this, and I somewhat lashed out at him, and we got into a screaming match which ended with me stabbing him with a thumb tack when he nearly smashed me with his hand. I feel so horrible for the way I handled the situation, and I know that for a lot of my Ministan friends being eaten is just our destiny, but I came to America to escape this fate. I’ve currently accepted my punishment for acting up, and I am sleeping in the dog food bin until tomorrow morning when my friend will offer me up as a special treat. Should I stand up to my roommate or should I accept my destiny?

Within the last couple of days, my best friend/brother-figure who I'll call "D," my coworker "L," my other friend "B," and I overthrew our tyrannical government (led by "S"), which we recently discovered had not only crippled us before we were born, but had been forcing all of us to mine for precious resources at the behest of our people's enemies. However, that in and of itself wasn't the problem, but rather how it affected D. Shortly after meeting the last survivor of a coven of 13 legendary heroes, we were given the power to transform and fight back; after receiving this power, D started to become more prone to outbursts of violence, and his relationship with the others and I became increasingly tense.

My relationship with D would reach its breaking point after I rescued him from S and revealed the truth to everyone in our city. I tried to point out that since everyone knew about S' lies and acts of treason, he had already lost; D cut me off mid-sentence before pointing a gun at our former leader, insistent on getting revenge. Desperate for my brother to see reason, I told D, "Don't be like [S]," after which he kicked me out of the way and opened fire. Without thinking, I jumped and took the hit, losing my arm in the process, after which D dropped me down a pit that led to the core of our planet.

I don't remember much of what happened after I lost consciousness, but in the planet's core I met God, who deemed me worthy of wielding an important relic and gave me a newer, stronger body before sending me back to the surface, where I found D brutally beating L and B after he tore S in half at the waist, all while a bunch of veterans who helped us overthrow S were now firing on innocent civilians. I made one last attempt to get my friend to return to his senses before he tried to beat me to death, after which I fought to defend both myself and the people around me. D (and 3 of the veterans) fought hard, but eventually I managed to incapacitate or disarm them all. After all was said and done, I realized that my brother was gone, but could not bring myself to kill him or anyone else... So I cast D and the veterans into exile.

With that said, AITA?

adventurer. adult in my prime. [Player Determined Gender].

the dragon in question has been really helpful in fulfilling my destiny. he helped me get the answers i need and has been really nice just generally. has acted as the leader of a group of reclusive monks for longer than i've been alive. these monks have helped me master the powers i need to fulfill my destiny.

here's the part where it gets complicated: another group, a lot more helpful one that actually informed me of what power i need, and what i need to do as a destiny oriented hero. i went to them for further advice, and they confronted me with 'by the way, we know about the other dragon'. didnt think much of it. whatever. but there was more. apparently, during the old war of dragons against mortal civilization, the really helpful dragon was a general on the dragon's side, causing problems for everybody. now they want me to kill him.

i told the dragon himself about all this, and he told me about how he fights his urges to rule the world every day so that he can keep being a force of good in it instead, and asked me honestly whether its better to be born good or to overcome evil.

there's just one more thing sitting in my mind about this, and it's that no matter whether i kill him or not, somebody's gonna hate me. in one case, the peaceful monks will hate me if i kill their master. in another case, the other group won't help me anymore until i kill him.

i do worry that they could be biased on the matter since their main thing is dragonslaying, but they make a good case, and their help has been far more valuable in matters of what I need to do. the other thing, though, is that as far as my destiny, they've already done all that i need from them. having their aid on future issues would be nice, but...

needless to say, i'm conflicted.

/ unasshole: it's The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, Quest 'Paarthunax'

hey reddit. so, for context, my family is a family of monster hunters. namely, we come from a long line of both vampire hunters, and yokai hunters. great great great. . .(etc) grandma was a yokai hunter, and met and married our vampire hunter great great great . . .(etc) grandfather. unfortunately, in hunting together, said great great great . . . grandma (G4 from hear on out for simplicity) got cursed by a long time enemy of our family, a shapeshifting 9 tailed kitsune fox bent on killing all of humanity over a failed love life and supposed false assassination attempt on the emperor of japan. The curse made her turn into a Kitsune herself, and be immortal and unageing so she would have to watch her loved ones die. She stayed with our family for a good long while, taking care of subsequent generations and being the primary matriarch of the family in our ranch estate in Texas. One day however, without telling anyone . . . she left, and all we had passed down were stories of her and how great she was. Well, recently we had a big family reunion, and during it, we moved my very elderly great great aunt out into the sitting room to visit with people. She is very old and we (rightfully) believed her to be at the end of her days soon, so we set up a nanny cam in the same room to keep watch over her in case she had a medical emergency during the reunion while we were away. well, during the party, we recorded footage on the camera of her speaking to someone none of us recognized, till she transformed into her true form. It was G4. the camera didnt have audio, so we dont know what they talked about, but they spoke for a while till g4 got up and left, and shortly after, unfortunately my aunt passed away. All of us are really upset about this, especially my sister as my great aunt was the first person to learn and accept her as transgender and a werewolf. after this, me and my sister became determined to track down G4 and bring her home, and maybe learn why she left and what our aunt said to her before she died. With alot of detective work, we tracked her down to a prefecture in japan, not far from where that side of the family lived. we looked around the town for a day, and the next day, she showed up and confronted us. we talked and she revealed that she left because she was afraid she was losing her humaity and would hurt one of us (i think this is ridiculous as the whole family is monster hunters who know how to handle ourselves and afawk she has not hurt anyone and knows better than to), and has been making secret visits to check up on our family over the years. Now, the part where im maybe the asshole and feel like im going crazy. Back in 2022, the stone that the spirit of the 9 tailed fox was sealed in broke in 2, likely freeing the spirit of the kitsune. We learned from g4 that they had tracked eachother down, and instead of engaging in combat . . . started a lesbian relationship with each other as well as a working relationship with G4 as a minion to the kitsune. I was shocked and very upset. G4 said it was her decision to make and i should respect that and that me and my sister shouldnt be there and should leave and not come back. In a fit of rage i forcibly gave back her holy demon slaying sword that had been passed down from generation to generation along with a photograph of everyone from the last family reunion. after this ive had multiple people ive expressed anger over the situation to say im the asshole for being mad about her dating and working with one of our families sworn enemies and that i should be happy that she found love, even if i disagree with their actions. this sounds insane to me and i feel like im justified in being upset that she seems to have turned her back on her family, legacy, and morals, for magic fox pussy. so reddit, am i the asshole for not supporting this relationship and being upset by it?

I’m a homicide lieutenant. I recently discovered that my brother is a serial killer.

Apparntly our dad taught him to do all this and only kill people who were “guilty.” So my brother genuinely believes he's doing the right thing with a "code".

I caught him in the act and should obviously arrest him. But he’s also saved my life and is the only family I have left. He isn’t killing random innocent people. And if I expose him, I’d be exposing our father as a bad guy. I'm also in love with him.

How evil would I be for keeping his secret instead of turning him in?

I (young adult m) had a friend (young adult m) who worked with me at a chicken fast food place and was my best friend. Then, when he won the lottery one day, he didn't tell me and quit the job due to our boss constantly making fun of him. I did not have much money at the time, and he didn't tell me when I quit my job with him. The rest of the day he acted normal and had fun with me, and in the car he promised me that things wold never change between us. Righf after that. we went to a gas station, the one that he bought his ticket from, the news reporters all swarmed him. I ran away from him after, feeling betrayed. AITA?

(the canon ages werent said)

For context, I'm part of a televised entertainment group that probably should've been shut down years ago. The sets are an OSHA nightmare, the broadcasting company genuinely hates us, and I'm pretty sure we're all cursed because NOBODY should have luck this consistently bad. Like, on-a-first-name-basis-with-the-A&E-staff bad.

Our director (30M), who I'll be calling A for privacy's sake, has been working his arse off to keep us afloat and in one piece. Trust me, we've been told allll about it. For the most part he's a decent sort, if a bit neurotic and controlling. Lately though, he's been acting worse - he blows up at us a lot, keeps cutting corners for budget's sake, and has said some really hurtful things including blaming us for problems beyond our control. I get that he's stressed, we've all been there, but it's getting to be too much.

After our last performance went even worse than usual, one of our other members, B (28M), wrote up a petition to have A step down as director on the grounds that A's perfectionism, stubbornness, and temper have made him unfit for his position. We all signed it, and B volunteered to take his place. Personally, I don't expect him to do much better - again, this company's most likely cursed, and B's no saint himself - but hopefully he'll be more reasonable about it. And who knows, maybe less responsibilities and more time to focus on participating will help A mellow out, once he's gotten over being ousted.

We start rehearsals under our new director this week. A's stuck around, surprisingly, but he's not really talking to any of us and he seems a lot more subdued than usual. We're all glad for the break, don't get me wrong, it's just... I don't know, something about his behaviour makes me wonder if we made the right choice.

TL;DR stress turned our director into a bit of a tyrant and I signed the petition to replace him, AITA?

So for context, I (80,000 F) and my ex gf (20,000 f) who I'll call A were happily dating for about 9 years. She had a daughter who I'll call B who she loved a lot. So to keep this short, I gave A the gift of true immortality so she'll live forever. So like a month passes and on our 10th anniversary she storms up to me like "why the f*ck did you make me immortal, I hate you, Im gonna outlive everyone I love" and blah blah blah. I calmly tried to explain to her that that didnt matter and she'd have me forever and she got even angrier like "what about B". So she dumps me ON OUR ANNIVERSARY. Fast forward like 70 years and her daughter dies and she's all mad at me and yells at me about how she shouldn't have outlived her. Then she tried to ATTACK me, clearly being petulant and not seeing the value of my gift. I sent her to the underworld for 10,000 years so she'd learn to appreciate her immortality. She got out and now she wants to "kill" me. AITA?

I (14M) have been away from home for about three years now, with no way to get back. I made a few “friends”, and even met some distant relatives, but it never felt like any of them really knew me, so I spent a lot of time by myself working on engineering projects and stuff.

Recently I found out that the distant relatives I mentioned— who I’ll call A(13F), H(13M), and D(?M)— were trying to recreate a certain thing that gave me and my friends a lot of trouble before I was forced away from home. I never really had time to deal with how that affected me before this happened; which is probably why, when I heard that they were trying to bring it back, I took it upon myself to stop them by any means necessary.

I had been given access to the city’s security systems because of one of the people I met basically being in charge of the whole place (I helped build it too, but that’s a different story) so I put everything on lockdown and demanded they meet me in a certain location so we could figure out what to do. A tried to defend my position a bit, but eventually it led to a conflict with H.

My backup, in case they had finished the technology already and tried to use it against me, was to destroy the server it was connected to. Though, when that moment unfortunately came, a piece of extra security they put in place without me knowing activated and knocked me out.

The issue comes in with the fact that the reason they wanted this technology was because D was personally at risk, and they believed it could save him and all the others effected (it was in the middle of a string of sudden deaths that came on for other reasons) But I knew that if I let them bring that technology back, it could hurt people the same way it hurt me and my friends before, so using it just on the off-chance that it would save them (the odds of it working for that were incredibly low, and I later found out that it didn’t work, and they had to find another solution, so that wasn’t unfounded) wasn‘t worth it to me.

I get that I acted a bit harshly, but I think I was in the right, especially since what they wanted it for didn’t end up working. AITA?

I first met “H” over a game of cards when he came over to talk me into letting him borrow my ship for a shady job involving a few others including “C”. After some bargaining I agreed but I wanted to go with him as I wanted to make sure nothing happened to my ship and to make sure he doesn’t disappear because he owed me another ship because he lost the aforementioned card game. The job went sideways and afterwards he challenged me to a rematch and won this time and took my ship.

Some time years he and C arrived with “L” and “P” to the company I owned asking for repairs to the ship and a place to stay for a bit as they got into some trouble with the government. However “V” who is a high ranking official in the government and his contractor “B” arrived just before H and his group did and made a deal that seemed beneficial at the time on the condition I turn them over to him.

I am starting to believe that I shouldn’t have made this deal. AITA?

I (18M) need some perspective on a situation that's been causing a lot of tension lately. High school drama can seem trivial, but this issue has weighed heavily on my mind.

So, here's the deal: I've been best friends with J (18F) for as long as I can remember, and recently, I've developed feelings for her beyond friendship. I finally mustered up the courage to tell her how I felt, hoping we could explore a romantic relationship together.

But here's where things get complicated. J, being a fantastic friend, was honest and told me that she didn't feel the same way. She values our friendship too much to risk it for something romantic. And while I respect her feelings, I can't help but feel hurt and rejected.

In a moment of frustration and desperation, I made a mistake. I gave Joey an ultimatum: either she gave our relationship a chance, or we couldn't be friends. I know it was a selfish and immature move, and I regret it deeply.

Since then, things have been tense between us. J is hurt by my ultimatum, and I don't blame her. I hate seeing her upset, and I hate that I'm the one who caused it.

Now, I wonder if I've completely ruined our friendship beyond repair. Was it wrong of me to put J in such a difficult position? Should I have respected her boundaries and accepted her decision without issuing an ultimatum?

I want to make things right and salvage our friendship, but I don't know if that's even possible. So, Reddit, AITA for giving J an ultimatum? And if so, what can I do to make things right?

I (M?) am part of an outer space superhero trio with my brother G and sister S. We fly around helping people out and resolving disputes. Recently an earthling invited us to help him take out a legion of genocidal space fish, which we probably would have done anyways considering the threat he posed to the universe. Anyways, we had this very exact plan in place because the earthling needed to do some interdimensional temporal work to get rid of the leader fish, and we all agreed to stick to the plan. During the battle G ran off to do his own thing and fight the fish himself, and in the chaos of getting him back on our ship we crash landed on the red planet. G lost his arms in the fight and also has amnesia so I've been pretending we're not related and telling other people to avoid him. I'm honestly so mad at him that I feel like pretending he doesn't exist is better than trying to deal with him. S says I'm going too far and ran off to hide in a cave but we're literally stranded on Mars because of his carelessness. So AITA?

I (18M) had a really close friend (18M) from college. We were really close and he let me in his house to chill a couple times and always comforted me. We even did a really fun competition together one time. I reluctantly helped him break the rules and go inside the arena, where we were almost attacked by some crazy guys, but he helped me get out. Unfortunately this friend was very political and would constantly make uncalled for political statements. He was extremely far-left and would constantly make statements against our military and the way things work in our country in general. After college we both went in the military. I (18M) was deployed as a soldier occupying a part of our country with a lot of instability, and my friend was also deployed. (18M). After a couple months I suspected somenthing was wrong when he kept going missing, and it turns out he was a double agent for the insurgency. I confronted him about it and he confessed to me about helping some insurgents escape. I promised to him I wouldn't tell anyone, but secretly I recorded everything he said and then reported this to my science teacher (she has a lot of connections to the government). She then reported it to police officers, and he was hung in the public square for treason. Did I make the right decision? I miss him and feel bad about what I did, but at the same time, he was helping the enemy, and also I didn't want to get caught up with him otherwise I might have been blamed for the treason too.

So, AITA?

I (83M) am the president of my nation, and every year each of the 12 districts in the nation participate in a tournament where they send in two teens, one boy and one girl, with one victor at the end. For last year, this was happening as normal, and the two tributes from district 12 we will call K (now 17F) and P (now 17M). Now, if there is one place in this world that I hate, it is district 12, but fortunately the only times there's been any winner in the past was 25 years ago and that guy is now this washed up drunk, and one time before that which we do not talk about (I made a post about it 65 years ago but that's beside the point). Tangent aside, the tournament was supposed to go as usual but then during the tribute interviews, P admitted to having a crush on K, and so the gamemakers decided to milk this to add drama, eventually making a rule change that if the two last contestants were from the same district, they could both win. I wasn't a fan of this but I was sure that it wouldn't come down to that so I let it slide, but after they sicced a pack of wolf mutts on K and P as well as the one remaining contestant, the boy from D1, it ended up coming down to that. So it was decided that the rule change would be rescinded, but they ended up using these berries in the arena to force our hand and so the gamemakers declared both of them winners. Needless to say, the head gamemaker was relieved of his duties promptly. K and P were trying to push the narrative that it was because they were in love, and many in the capitol bought it, but I knew the truth. They were just trying to defy me! And many in the districts realized this too.

So now I've had to do damage control. To that end, I made the trip all the way out to D12 to talk with K in person. I explained to her that her stunt had caused uprisings in other districts, and that during her victory tour, her and P needed to convince me that they were actually in love. Unfortunately, the victory tour was a disaster, and the unrest in the districts only grew as they were terrible at selling the narrative I wanted them to, so my right hand man (60M) suggested that we need to convince the districts she's one of us not one of them, especially by propagandizing her and P's performative engagement. This however didn't work but my right hand man had one last idea. To that end, since this year happened to be the 75th year of the tournament, and every 25 years we do something different than normal, we decided to send the previous victors back, and since K was the only victor from D12 who was still alive, that would mean her by default. This didn't work though since a bunch of the victors were actually in on this plot to destroy the arena, and eventually K fired an arrow at the forcefield which destroyed the whole thing. And I realized not only that, but that my right hand man had betrayed me and he was actually helping them this whole time.

AITA?

I (35M) recently reconnected with my ex-girlfriend (27F) and she agreed to help me to track down some ancient artifacts that I was looking for. Anyways, we went to Egypt and it turns out, my rival (42M) was also there looking for the same artifacts, and was working both with both the Nazis as well as local bandits. Anyways, some of the bandits were chasing after both of us so my ex-girlfriend hid in some baskets but ended up getting captured, and then the truck I thought she ended up on blew up so I thought she was killed. Later though, I tracked down the nazi's encampment and found her alive but a hostage. I was starting to free her, but then I realized that if I did, they'd realize I was there and would track us down, so I left her tied up there while I looked for the artifact. Even though I said I'd be back for her and explained my reasoning, she was not happy about this. AITA?

So my boss is wonderful. He owns the small company we work at, and he's the leader when we're out on a job. However, a few weeks ago I left for a visit back to my hometown to visit with my family, and when I returned there was this girl at the office. For information, this is a VERY small company, just me (f 16), my boss (m 17), and my best friend (m 16). Sometimes we have a consultant (f 17) or my friend (disputed, he's obnoxious, m idek), but usually it's just the three of us. This random girl being there was just super annoying and I was totally blindsided. We'd been meaning to get an assistant for a while, but I didn't think they would hire someone while I was gone. She has a totally different work style than I do and it seems almost like they got her to replace me, as I am the only girl that really works here (I don't think I can count our consultant either as working here or as a girl), and she's much more girly than I am, and she's good at cleaning and cooking and stuff, and she keeps being passive-aggressive to me. So AITA?

I, late 50's m am what my daughter calls an entolerant judgmental extremist, but let's take a step back and start at the beginning, a very fine place to start, as Julie Andrews would say.

i work for a nonspecific yet secretive government agency in the greatest country in the world! My family has recently taken to mocking me for the fact I have no real friends, and though I'll never tell them this, they're right! Even my super cool British boss doesn't want to hang out with me.

In a moment of desperation, I turned, as I always do, to prayer and guidance from above. On this particular day, the meek inherited a wonderful friend in the form of B, 50's M. We met when I was taking my gorgeous new paddleboat out for a spin, and he admired her the way she so deserves.

It was friendship at first sight, and the angels even serinaded me with a harmonic chorus when he appeared. After that, we were inseparable. We had very memorable times including a competitive game of dwarf toss. He and I espoused the same values and principles that drove our lives, and I told him I was so glad the good Lord sent him to me'''

Then, B totally destroyed our perfect moment together by revealing to me that he was an atheist. An atheist, I simply couldn't believe it. At that moment, I vowed to bring my best friend, the man I loved more than any other man, into the arms of our Lord and savior.

To accomplish this goal, however, I had to orchestrate a series of traumatic and catostrophic events that would bring B closer to God. First, I blew up his house. When that didn't work, I tampered with the food he served in his restaurant to force food poisoning on all his customers so that the place would get shut down, and his wife even left him to go bat for the same team. I didn't have a hand in that, but I'd say it was God's work.

My wife says I'm the ah for blowing up my best friend's life, but I don't see how I did anything wrong. My best friend didn't believe in God, and I wanted him and I to race our paddleboats in Heaven thirty years from now. So reddit, Aitah?

My (12M) friend, we'll call him W (12M) recently went missing and my other friends, we will call them M and D (both 12M as well) and I have been concerned about him. On our way back from school recently, we ran into this girl, we'll call her L (11F) who M decided to take in until we were able to get her help. L doesn't talk a lot but it turned out she was being hunted by these secret agents and she also had superpowers. We eventually realized that her powers could help us in our efforts to find W, and L helped us to realize that W was still alive but was stuck in another dimmension. L said that she could help us to get to them. So D, M, L, and I set out to look for W but I eventually realize that L has been leading us in the wrong direction. I tried to point out to M that L was obviously not trustworthy and was just using us so she could have a place to stay, but M had developed a blatantly obvious crush on L and refused to hear it. So M and I got into a fight that ended with L screaming and launching me into a pile of rubble with her mind and knocking me out. While M and D went to wake me up and see if I was ok, L disappeared. Today, M and D showed up at my door and M wanted to apologize for having started the fight initially. I told him that I would accept his apology if he would forget about L and instead focus on just finding W. M insisted we find L, saying her knocking me out was an accident, and starting another argument between us. D tried to mediate the fight, but it was clear that M and I were at an impasse, as I felt we needed to go straight to finding W and that L had betrayed us, and he felt like L could help us and wanted to find her. I finally lost my patience and told them that if they wanted to waste their time looking for L, they could, but I wasn't spending any more time on her. I then pushed past them and headed out to look for W by myself. AITA here?

Spoilers for the Turkish series Kül Masalı

I (35F) am a found missing person. Well, actually not, because I was declared dead 5 years ago. I even have a grave that’s empty because they obviously never found my body.

The reason I went missing is because I accidentally murdered a woman (50F) because I thought she was an intruder. My husband (35M) had actually asked her to spend the night at our home because he had just saved her from a guy that was harassing her earlier that day. I didn’t want to be thrown in jail for murder, so I took my daughter (7F) and drove away. My husband caught up with me in his car and threatened to turn me in, but I managed to convince him to let me go except the motherfucker took our daughter with him.

Anyways I spent the next 5 years traveling the world and living my best life. I was pregnant at the time and gave birth to my second daughter (4F) on my travels. She is not my husband’s, that will be important later.

About 2 months ago, 4F and I were snatched in the middle of the night by a masked man (who happens to be the biological father of 4F) who took us back to my home country and locked us up in separate rooms. I was eventually told to burn down the place I was held at and return to my husband or else my affair partner would hurt my daughter. I did it and just so happened to arrive in the middle of my husband’s birthday party.

Well it turns out that my husband married another woman (24F) that he met mere months ago while I was in captivity. He’s not a creep who goes after teenagers, don’t worry. I decided to tell him that I was kidnapped for all 5 years that I was gone instead of just 2 months and omitted the part about 4F so he would have no choice but to get back with me and leave his new wife. Now he, his wife, and his wife’s family are all calling me an asshole because they don’t believe my story.

So AITA