4th Dimensional Creature Novels & Stories

October leaned her head so that it was now on Alistair's chest. He took a few more strands of her hair between his fingers, enjoying the silky feel of it. "The third dimension belongs to humans, even though a few Lores coexist with them. Simply because they have their other halves there, or because they have denounced who they really are and want a normal life. Then you have fairies and elves in the fourth dimension. This dimension, the fifth, belongs to vampires, were-beings such as werewolves, were-bears, and also witches. Then you have the fates they are the ones to govern over us, living in the sixth. Last, you have the gods in the highest and last dimension."

In short, the higher the spatial dimension and the closer the distance, the shorter the time required. This was recognized by all creatures in the universe. However, the higher the dimension, the tougher the space as well. Tearing apart a high-dimensional space required stronger combat power. The enormous tortoise was now traveling in four-dimensional space. However, right now in Celeste's room, someone could actually tear apart the four-dimensional space and come out of the more advanced five-dimensional or even six-dimensional space. Celeste had to pay attention to this. Even a Sovereign Ranker like her could not tear apart the four-dimensional space and enter fifth-dimensional space.

There have therefore been numerous experiments and research to try and make this possible such as the Superstring theory which was a brand-new cosmological model based on the most recent scientific observations, where it suggested that the multidimensional universe was made up not of three … but rather of ten dimensions, which all interacted like vibrating strings, similar to resonating violin strings. What the facility did not realize however, was that this theory was already in practice, thanks to the appearance of a Celestial being that was currently chasing after team Viper —the being that had been untraceable for so long in a world that exists beyond time and space, meaning its existenc

She tried to cover herself, but she couldn’t yet support her weight on one arm. “Oh right, sorry again. When you died, everything that wasn’t you stayed here.” “But I had clothes in Iztal.” “That was you. What you see as Iztal, really isn’t Iztal. That dimension is pure energy, more aligned with a world of four dimensions, but your mind isn’t built to understand the mechanics of such a world so it built something it could understand.” “Oh, okay,” Dannie said, not sure what else she could say to something like that.

He tilted his head, the long hair resting on his bare shoulders. It's really hard to imagine that the creature that made such a big noise just now could be such a human-like species. He looks like a human toddler just waking up from sleep. He watched me for a while, and then I felt the moisture fade from my hands, and a black, scaly object appeared before my eyes. It has four branches, like a monitor lizard's claw, but the center is covered with a thin layer of transparent flesh. I think it should be his hand, a kind of reptilian as well as fish characteristics of the 'hand'.

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A faint, bitter smile flickered across Lance's face. He looked hollow, as if whatever life had been in him had been drained away. He stared at me and murmured, "I hurt you for so many lifetimes. I don't deserve your forgiveness." "Why was I so stupid?" he went on, voice breaking. "You loved me so plainly, and I— I chose that bitch Natasha." I stared at him, unable to hide my incredulity. "You mean you were reborn those three lifetimes too?" I asked.

Elara looked toward the sky. One of the worlds was missing. “Where is the fourth world?” Nobody answered. Seren slowly raised his head. His silver eyes widened. “Mother…” “What?” He pointed toward the empty space between the worlds. “The fourth world didn't disappear.” Elara stared. A tiny light appeared in the darkness. Then another. Then thousands. A new world was forming. But it wasn't made from memories. It wasn't made from possibilities. It wasn't made by Elara. The First Creation whispered,

Ray now had the ability to send people up into higher dimensions, even up to the eighteenth dimension. So once he'd pulled Lucy, Honey, and the rest of his women out of the river of time one by one, he sent every one of them straight into the eighteenth dimension, where they could draw on ability energy and evolve without limit, until they reached the same state he was in, free of aging, sickness, and death. It would be a long process. And here was the key part of it: even if he jumped forward a million years, it wouldn't touch Lucy and the others at all, because time was only a fourth-dimensional force. How could the fourth dimension possibly reach into the eighteenth?

she said proudly. “What if someone just stumbled into it?” I asked. “I mean… it can’t be seen, but how can it not be touched? Couldn’t you walk through it even though you don’t see it?” “That would be difficult since we actually exist in an altered dimension. We are still on earth, but we are hovering in a different vibration. We are opposite everything out there. Even our population is not like those on the outside,” she said. “Some of us have been around since as early as the twelfth century B.C.”