10 Dimensions Novels & Stories

There is no emotion left in the universe, no substrate for feeling. They simply persist—slightly more twisted than before, slightly more permanent. And then nothing happens again. For 10¹⁰⁰⁰ years. For 10↑↑↑10 years (Knuth up-arrow notation, a number so large that writing it out would require more space than the original universe contained particles). For eternity in the mathematical sense. Eventually even the scars begin to feel the final dissolution. Proton decay was only the beginning. Even the fundamental constants drift over googolplexes of years. The Planck length itself slowly increases. The number of spatial dimensions softens from three to two to one to zero.

He said in a trembling voice, "I hated her for leaving me out of a desire for money back then… Everything I did was for the sake of hearing her say that she still loved me and cared about me…" Vivi's eyes widened in disbelief. "Love?" "10 years, Chester. 10 whole years. In the past 10 years, when did Yuna stop showing you love? She's loved you every minute and every second of your time together. Did you deserve it? How could you have deserved over 10 years of Yuna's love?" She wasn't willing to waste any more time speaking with him and promptly drove him out of her bar. He suddenly recalled that in the 10 years he'd been married to me, he had never once had a proper conversation with me.

As fast as he could, he pointed his energy towards its direction. There. The Mirror was being held in between by two incubi, her wounded body being dragged forward. Her pleas were in German, but that didn't matter to Haneul. Language is a construct of civilization, bound in a three-dimensional world. Beings hailing from other dimensions could just essentially read your thoughts as they form if they had access beyond the fifth dimension. Not for demons born below the earth, though, as they were only four-dimensional and had their own languages. They had to learn the human tongues if they wanted to speak them. Not that they would heed her pleas if they did happen to understand her.

Nasir added. "You mean, my mind was time traveling to a multiverse? Catherine inquired. Her confusion was unmistakable. The idea of her time traveling was beyond her understanding. "Yes." Nasir trailed off. "-But adopting a non-scientific new age thinking kind of sense, your existence in the Land of Nod could be that you are traveling through an incalculable number of alternative universes where another universe might not be just imaginary surroundings characters in your dreams." "You mean, maybe we exist in many dimensions at once? Maybe each existence is just a learning event with all experiences being recorded in some cosmic database.?" Sean inquired.

“No.” “Still no?” He finds my stubbornness amusing. “Miss Irwin, it seems that you are under the impression that you have a choice in this matter. You don’t. You are getting things totally wrong. For example, you are hallucinated to think that my parents care about liberal arts education enough to make a 10 million donation. They didn’t care, they didn’t come all the way to keep an underfunded department alive. In fact, they did the provost a small favor by donating 100 million to the University, and since one professor at the humanities department is a old family friend, they did an extra little favor to donate 10 million to this petite department of yours. It’s just a byproduct of our fami

It read like a tour guide of the Underworld, down to the minutest detail, when it didn't go into the scratchings of the main character's slowly twisting mind. What he did remember was the Underworld existed on several planes below the surface and each of the 10 circles was layered right on top of the others in different dimensions. There was no way to travel linearly and you had to be careful not to wander into one of the other dimensions if you didn't want to get lost forever. It would have been helpful to know what course or dimension they had been set up for. But the suit said everything they needed was here in this trunk. As there wasn't much to see at the speed they were going, Jinx dec

"We're only thinking about Abend Group's future. Daisy really likes your bedroom, so why don't you let her have it? Once she gives birth, she'll return it to you. "I gave you the title of my wife, so I need to compensate Daisy in other ways. I promised her I'd repay her ten times over," Edward continued, trying to persuade me, but I couldn't listen any longer. His words made me nauseous. "Edward, how did we end up like this? There was a time when we truly loved each other. We vowed to love only one another for a lifetime in that chapel." He hadn't expected me to say that. He was stunned, as if recalling the happy moments we had once shared.

I thought you could save yourself…" "You thought?" She cut him off with a mocking laugh. "So you sacrificed me without hesitation." "We were together for ten years," he said, eyes reddened. "You know what kind of man I am. How could I ever want you dead? Are you really going to erase everything between us over this one mistake?" Mabel looked at him with pity and ridicule. "Yes. Ten years. "It took me ten years to finally see clearly. "In your eyes, I was nothing more than a pawn you could sacrifice for the family's interests."

"To a choice. On their eighteenth birthday, according to prophecy, they'll face a decision. The Architect has engineered events for fifty years to ensure they choose what he wants." "Which is?" "To remake reality itself," Dr. Rhodes said quietly. "The barriers between dimensions are weakening. In eighteen years, someone with sufficient power could tear them down entirely. Merge all realities into one." "Why would anyone want that?" "Because The Architect believes it's evolution," Morrigan explained. "A world where magic and science, supernatural and human, all dimensions exist simultaneously." "That sounds... not terrible?" I said uncertainly. "It would be apocalyptic," Dr. Rhodes said flatl

“From this on you will only see and protect the creation I dear the most, the living beings that I bestow upon.” To the thousands of philosophical truths from the claim and to the sectors that tell the real, a fable out from the truth and the fantasy from someone a true scientist comes the predicting course of knowledge and heart. To the claim that they are real, until the gaseous smoke and burning particles explains the underlying truth a universe was born mating and creating the multi-verse, owning the endless shift of different time and theory of space and dimensions. From the vast gas of burning lights into a never-ending hallow. The clock started to tick, creating the time unto each dim