A Budding Scientist In A Fantasy World Novels & Stories

He shook his head at the ridiculous story his mind concocted to justify his lust for his fantasy girl. The sight of the door of the laboratory opening caught his attention. The mad scientist entered, followed by three very large and strong looking men. All wore white lab coats and slacks that blended in with the white walls and floors. Had it not been for the pigment in their flesh and the color of their eyes and hair, they’d have been difficult to make out amidst the white void he’d begun to grow accustomed to. “You were dreaming,” the mad scientist said without looking at Tristan as his finger moved rapidly over the surface of the tablet he cradled. “It clearly disturbed you. Tell us

He bends down to pick the crushed bone, and pack the pieces into a ceramic bowl on the table next to it. My voice is stuttering as I answer. "What do you use those books for?" I am direct. His brows raises, as his gaze isn't fixated on me, but on the bowl. "That's brave of you, kid." He pauses and faces me, my heart thuds. "I want to become the greatest sorcerer ever known." I find myself nodding at his level of determination. "What's your aim? I mean, how you want your sorcerer to look like."

That I won’t. For months now, I’ve fixed supernaturals up and sent them on their way, learning the blueprint of their species. How to fix them… but also how to destroy them on a molecular level. And every day these scientists make themselves a fancy new monster, and then have me heal what they’ve broken. Let them talk. I take a deep breath, muffling it in my mattress. Let them laugh. I release it, trying to keep my heart rate steady around so many predator animals.

"Seriously, I still can't believe it. As far as I know, No scientists aligned their thoughts with myth,” "I can understand. But not all scientists are like that… look at me, I liked their uniqueness. I particularly showed interest in Elves," As Alaric took a seat near the glass wall on the couch, so did Amethysta. "If you know about them, tell me about them." Her purple bambi eyes widened in curiosity. Alaric let out a subtle chuckle, seeing Amethysta as a curious kitten.

In this dreamy landscape, he discovered hidden treasures of knowledge and wisdom, waiting to be unearthed through playful exploration and curiosity. Teacher Mike and Hazel were by Theo's side, guiding him through the enchanting landscapes and mystical creatures that populated his dreams. Together, they embarked on a quest to unlock the secrets of the universe, delving into the mysteries of science, art, and literature with boundless enthusiasm and wonder. Theo's eyes sparkled with excitement as he uncovered ancient scrolls of wisdom and magical artifacts that held the key to unlocking his full potential. With each discovery, his confidence grew, and his thirst for knowledge deepened, fueled

Kisha didn’t know where she was going, she only knew she couldn’t stay at home. The argument with Corey had ended hours ago, but his words were still circling inside her head. To conquer the world together is a great deal. She wanted to prove him wrong by letting him witness what she had just seen. She had even pretended to believe him. But now, walking alone through the busy streets of Stark City, she realized how deeply those words had reached. The evening crowd moved around her. Cars honked, people laughed, street vendors called out to passing customers and music drifted from an open shop. But Kisha heard none of it clearly. She simply walked, one street became another, then another. She

A seemingly endless number of walkways weaved from the center stairs and downward. I took a deep breath, noting the tang of something sour in the air, like curdled milk. The voices of thousands echoed as trolls, fairies, gremlins, and other magical creatures busily rushed around. It was a city. "What is this place?" I finally asked. "This is Varden, the place where all the scientific magic happens," he responded, pushing his bulky body past me and walking briskly along the path. The metal shuddered under his weight, and I held my breath. Snow let out a tiny scream.

CHLOE'S POV I thought Cillian would make the potion himself, but instead, he took us both to another area inside the Castle that I had just found out about, and handed the flowers that had been stored inside a medium-sized and heavy wooden chest to one of his men there. He called them “the scientist” and I could see that they were working with glass tubes of various sizes and shapes, some even curved like snakes, wearing huge glasses on their eyes, face mask, and gloves. That white room had the brightest light I’ve ever seen, not to mention the cleanest.

Without a word, he settles me on the rocking chair. Diego continues, “I am a scientist, an alchemist. And it is my life’s duty to plan, conduct experiments and observe my test subjects. To elevate and amplify the powers of all things, living and dead that inhabit this world. My child, what I am doing is for the greater good. Whatever I do, it can only be an improvement for everyone.” “No pain, no gain,” he shrugs. I cannot believe what I am hearing. The shock keeps piling one on top of the other. I cannot cope.

That image I had in my dreams happened over and over. With both elbows on the table, a hunchback and glasses hanging low on the sides of his Roman nose, he acted like a bumpkin, a typical of timid scientist that spent too much time in his own lab. He wasn't just the charming and deceitful incubus, he was also the genius and timid scientist. I still had to convince myself to see different sights of his body languages every day. He was a creature of thousands personalities. "No worries, my queen. It's just the leftover of my power over you when I woke your dead cells up to come alive. I can assure you it'll worn out."