4th Dimensional Creature Novels & Stories

It looked less like a living being and more like a human figure carved straight from an ancient tree. Gildeon had no idea what kind of being this stranger was. But in this era, it wasn’t that extraordinary. This was when the Shining Keeper had entered hibernation, leaving the second cosmic breach unchecked. Even the sylph hunters of the time couldn’t stem the fallout. Various beings from other dimensions spilled into the world—sentient, unlike the mindless beasts they had eradicated long ago. Some were so bizarre, so alien, that even higher mortals had no names for them.

Not only has he kidnapped me but he insults me by calling me a lesser being? “No, human female. That is not what us means. A lesser planet is a planet that has not reached out into space yet. For thees planet it is because thees species is young. The human seems to be a highly intelligent species.” The creature silently observes me with its small hands linkt in front of its chubby stomach. “And if I refuse all this?” I give the creature a pointed look that says I’m not gonna fall into line with any of this.

The Void tore. It didn't break like glass; it ripped like a curtain. Behind the white wall was a terrifying, infinite expanse of **The High Dimension**. It was a realm of cold, golden geometry and floating skyscrapers made of pure data. "Follow me," Elara commanded, stepping into the tear. "And do not look down. In this place, you are only as real as your will to exist."

“Besides, the report said it was bigger than Jupiter at least, so what’s the deal with that?” “Its a hypersphere.”, Tony replied. “Four dimensional space, compressed into our three dimensional world.” He made a glowing orb in his hand. “As it moves from a higher dimension to this one, it has to conform and take shape of what it is most similar to on a three dimensional world. Hence a Sphere, capable of containing an entire galaxy...or universe.” The orb turned to a flat circle. “Is there anything you don’t know?”, Willow asked, sucking up the information. “A lot actually, like how to destroy one.”, he admitted. “That’s a problem.”

It shrouded even the moon, turning our environment dark and turbid. An eerie silence suddenly surrounded us, and it felt as if what Gary and I had just seen was just something imagined. However, I know that it wasn’t, because that face—or those faces—were lurking within that fog or the depths of the sea, silently watching everyone on the boat. It was a lifeform from the fourth-dimension, unconstrained by space or time and able to exist anyway. As an indescribably sinister sensation crept up my spine, I clenched on my own blanket in fear as I smelled something unusual.

But if she and Sasha could accomplish this one feat, she’d be able to prove beyond any doubt that she could do much more than they expected of her. × A few days and sleepless nights later, Sasha was drawing their plan in the dirt. Aki peered down at it. “OK,” Sasha opened, “the vault uses tesseract technology.” “Tesse – what?” “Tesseract. It’s four-dimensional space. A cube inside another cube. Outside, the door of the vault would appear small and regular-sized but inside, it’s gonna be huge.” “As huge as what?” “It can be as huge as anything! My clan has perfected this architecture of 4-D space. So, jōnin igloos and tents look small and uncomfortable outside but, when you step in, you’re tr

A dead whore. A dead whore who was still in bed in Nevi’s house. I’d read quite a few books on spirituality and the afterlife. They are topics I’ve always had a strong interest in. What did they say about dying? Oh yes… Souls that are stuck in the fourth dimension create a comfortable and familiar surrounding for themselves. Was I stuck in Nevi’s house for eternity? Alone? If so, this was hell for sure.

" As I open my mouth to shout, his taloned hand grips the back of my arm and together we jump into a portal of darkness that blinks into existence before us. It is darker than shadows, deeper than the night sky, and burns with the icy cold that steals my breath. "The cold and pain you are feeling right now is just an illusion," the drake pulls me along through the dark void. "You can't feel anything right now because you aren't in your body. But because you are used to having a corporeal form, your spirit doesn't know what to do. This will get easier, once you have developed your fourth form. Our spirit forms are designed to move between worlds." This delusion of mine is getting stranger and

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..."

He reached out and pushed the door open. The contrast was jarring. The psychic noise of the Cacophony vanished, replaced by a profound, reverent silence. We stood at the threshold of a vast, circular library. The walls soared upwards into shadow, lined with shelves that held not books, but glowing, crystalline cores that pulsed with a soft, blue light. In the center of the room, suspended in a beam of pure white energy, floated a complex, ever-shifting geometric shape—a four-dimensional tesseract made of light and information. And standing before it, with their back to us, was a figure.