10000 Years Later Novels & Stories

I called the police and got rid of Theodore for trespassing. Even as the police took him away, he screamed hysterically, "I'll be back, Elle! Just you wait! We're meant to be together! Didn't we promise to get married?!" I shouted back, "I'm telling you this the last time! We have no future! It's impossible between us! I'll never marry you! So stop harassing me!" But I never expected with how brutal I was, he still wouldn't let go.

He didn't seem big enough to handle this body. "I can hear you, Ten," Saint said. "I don't care, Saint." My mind was beginning to hurt with all of the nonsense going on. "What millennia is this?" I asked. "This is the year 2030. When were you last alive?" my Mate asked. "No. That can't be right. You are surely mistaken." "She's not lying, Ten," Saint said softly. "Tenny? When are you from? Are you originally from Azica?" "Azica? What godsforsaken name is that? I'm from Earth, almost ten thousand years ago."

He did not comprehend them one at a time but at the same time. Time passed silently. In the blink of an eye, five million years passed. Ever since Thea’s separation from James, she had returned to the Callahans and entered a closed-door meditation. At the same time, however, she was aware of the passing of time. At that moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and gazed into the distance, murmuring to herself, “The thirty-million-year deadline is just around the corner. James should begin making his departure to the new universe soon.”

"What can come out of cultivating for ten years, that's way too short!" "It's really not," said Wilbur. "One year out here is a thousand years in my mirror dimension." "What?" Augheimer was shocked. "Are you serious, Wilbur?"

Endless gray. Once, storms had carved the skies. Now, the atmosphere was a stagnant wound—radioactive dust drifting like ghostly snowfall over the remains of continents. Nothing moved up there except decay. Down here, everything moved because he willed it to. “Structural integrity holding at ninety-nine point eight percent,” a voice reported behind him, soft, neutral, obedient. “Hydroponic yield exceeding projections by six percent this quarter. Adrian didn’t turn. He already knew. He knew everything. Ten years since the world ended, Ten years since the last war burned through sky and soil, turning nations into memory and memory into myth, Ten years since Samuel died. And ten years since Adr

Could it be…" Although she trailed off, it was clear what she was implying. Turning scarlet in fury, Mr. Wentworth quickly tried to explain, "Watch what you say, Ms. Cobb! I'm two decades older than Evelyn. How could we possibly—" However, Irene put on a pitiful expression and said, "I was just wondering out loud, Mr. Wentworth. You don't have to get all defensive about it." Mr. Wentworth, a man in his 50s, became so furious that he couldn't even speak. "Why, you—"

It is the year 3019. Let me give you a brief summary about how life is in this era. All the fossil fuels of Earth got depleted in the year 2100. Since then the human race has been largely dependant on solar, wind and hydro energies. A recent invention in the year 2700 led to the discovery of the machine 'Electro Master'. It's discovery made possible for the humans to tap the energy available from the thunderstorms. Electro Master basically attracts and stores the energy from the thunder when the monsoons visit the cities of the country and then converts it into the desired power of electrical energy for usage.

Not from this timeline. From another one.

Wait, I thought we just sent that guy back into the Announcers, Shelby said, confused. That was a later early version of myself, Noah said. A later early versio n of myself, he says! Shelby snorted. Exactly how many Daniels are there? He Noah e from two thousand years in the future beyond the moment where we are right now, which is still one thousand years in the true past. That Noah shouldnt have been here. Were three thousand years in the past right now? Miles asked. Yes, and you really shouldnt be. Noah stared Miles down. But that past version of me--he pointed at the boy who had stopped next to Noah and Lilith--belongs here.

Moon Seer Hera delivered the message and for the first time in many years warmth returned to Lucien's heart. His loneliness became hope, and his despair became waiting. He no longer remained inside his room waiting for death. Instead... He began waiting for her. ... The seasons changed, the world changed. Years became decades and decades became centuries. One hundred years - two hundred years - five hundred years and one thousand years. Exactly as Lady Miravel had foretold and now... The world had entered a new era, an era of glass buildings, bright cities, cars, technology... The age of humans.