10th Dimensional Beings Novels & Stories

Beings across galaxies and dimensions embraced the profound truth that authenticity was the gateway to self-realization and the key to unlocking their highest potentials. In the celestial realm known as the "Luna Nexus," a cosmic convergence of beings dedicated to authenticity took place. Here, multidimensional travelers, enlightened masters, and celestial guides gathered in a harmonious tapestry of diversity, united by their shared commitment to living in alignment with their true selves. Within the Nexus, a rich tapestry of wisdom, experiences, and transformative teachings was woven, inspiring all who journeyed through its ethereal corridors.

“You don’t believe me?” “It’s just this people in other dimensions thing is a bit hard to swallow,” Kendra admitted. “We just came from the earth’s core where there are prehistoric animals and giants living. Our world is being bullied by aliens from a different planet,” Olga huffed, “Yet, you find it difficult to believe that there are people living in alternate dimensions?” Kendra looked chagrinned. “When you put it that way…”

bellowed a mature, white-haired man from the front row. She looked directly at him and said in a steady voice, “No nonsense. Just fact.” Then, turning her attention back to the room, she continued with, “There are several layers of vibration, called dimensions, on earth. Each exists at the same time, but without awareness of the other.” When a loud humph came her way, she asked for a quarter. Marcus searched his pockets and presented her with one.

But the barriers passed through us like we were smoke, our merged consciousness existing in too many dimensional states to be trapped by conventional magic. "We are not compromised," we said, our voice still carrying those impossible harmonics. "We are evolved." Through our expanded awareness—three perspectives plus the tendril's inhuman viewpoint—we perceived reality in ways that should drive mortals insane. We saw the arena existing in seventeen different dimensional states simultaneously. Felt the spectators' terror as tangible pressure against probability fields. Sensed the approaching Devourer like a vast shadow falling across infinite realities. "It arrives in six hours," we announced.

The business card felt like dry ice against Elara’s skin. One side was the smooth, polished white of human bone; the other bore that single, chilling command: MEET ME IN THE TENTH. "The Tenth doesn't exist," Vane snapped, his tailored grey suit flickering as his composure slipped. "There are Nine Circles. The architecture of the universe is built on three trinities. A tenth floor would cause the entire building to collapse." "Then the building is already falling," Elara said, her voice like a sharpening blade. She looked at the spot where Mia had stood. The air there still tasted like ozone and expensive perfume…..the scent of a world that didn't care about the laws of physics.

They're Extraterrestrial Beings that travel through different Realms and they try to enslave those that they see fit. They are ancient beings with bright blue colored eyes and black skin...but very little light Skinned. And they have been around for eons now they're over hundred different species and they're quite a few Realms that I know of... one (The Titans), two is (Hell), three (The hungry Ghosts) four (The Beast) five (The Realm of the Gods) which humans call Heaven and Six Humans (The Realm of men). [LTC Ironside] Shut the front door...now I know your lieing

He let out a roar that shattered the remaining glass in the building, lunging at the Mercury Being with his fists cloaked in a white-hot supernova. But the Being didn't dodge. Kael’s fist passed right through its body as if he were hitting a holographic projection. "Your fire is a primitive thermal reaction," the Being said. "It does not exist in the Higher Dimensions." Elara felt a coldness she had never known—not the cold of ice, but the cold of Non-Existence. She looked at her pack. Jax, Cole, Rhys, Zane... they were all starting to flicker, their bodies turning into the same digital mist as the building.

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.

Or what passed for a ceiling in this weird space. "There are four realms," she began. Her voice had changed. Lost some of that warmth. Became more... matter-of-fact. "Four levels of existence that all consciousness passes through. This mortal plane is just one. The lowest, actually." I waited. "And within these realms exist billions of entities like me. Cosmic beings. Creators. We all follow rules. We all have quotas to meet." "Quotas," I repeated. "Yes." She looked back at me. "To maintain our existence. To... upgrade, if you will. Move to higher realms. Gain more power, more influence, more..."

The man looked at Elara. "The first eight worlds were tests of creation." His eyes shifted toward Elias. "The ninth is a test of freedom." Then he looked directly at Seren. "And the tenth..." Seren stepped backward. "...will be a test of choice." Elara's heart stopped. "There is no tenth world." The man smiled. "There wasn't." He raised one hand. A tiny star appeared above his palm. "Until now." The star exploded. And somewhere beyond the ninth world— a new reality began to breathe.