4000 Years Novels & Stories

in an era of time where slavery was an approved trade, Naomi and her family were constrained to the Stanley's family, noble, respected. That is, until the fiftieth year. The fiftieth year was symbolic for freedom and every slave was free to leave if they wanted. But can Naomi and her family last till that year without things changing drastically. She tells her story, from some time where things took a different turn from the normalcy of her life. 22years into the fifty years, 8 years to the fiftieth year.

So… World War 4 was the deadliest military conflict that has ever been recorded in history. The participants are as so… Humans, elves, fairies, spirits, vampires, dwarves, beast-mans, dragons, giants, angels, demons, dragons, magical beasts, and even the celestial gods. An estimated total of 1.048 billion people perished, which was about 14% of the world population (estimated 7.7 billion). It lasted for 23 years. Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction.

Adrian was the invincible prodigy of that era. Severin did not stop, and his solitary figure continued to navigate through the ethereal golden river, impervious to the surrounding maelstrom of time's relentless power. He went back 10,000 years, then 20,000, then 30,000, up until he reached the 50,000-year mark.

"Best guess." She thought about the historians. About moments when humanity became something it hadn't been. About art and language and agriculture and trade and what they had in common. Connection, she thought. Each one was a new kind of connection. A new way of reaching something that had been unreachable before. "I think it's been doing this for thirty thousand years," she said. "Not changing us. Waiting for us to change enough to meet it." "Meet it for what." "I don't know that either." She looked at the ice. "But Elena spent sixty years preparing ground for it. And whatever Elena understood in between whatever three hundred years in that space taught her she thought it was worth buildin

THE ENTITY'S POV I have existed for 3,847 years by mortal reckoning. In that time, I have witnessed the rise and fall of seventeen civilizations, the birth and death of countless mortals, and the slow evolution of what humans call "progress." I have been weapon and witness, tool and observer, power and presence in vessels across millennia. And in all that time, I have never been as uncertain as I am now.

she said. “How long?” I was almost weeping. “About seven thousand years ago,” her voice came from a great distance at super photon speed to knock me down on to her lap.