A World Without White People Novels & Stories

The world was crying, a collective sob of three thousand years of grief that turned into a roar of liberation. ​The silver light of the Seven Peaks turned a deep, resonant gold. The sky above was no longer black; it was a swirling nebula of amber and violet, a reflection of the planetary aura. I saw the people in the quad embracing, their differences of caste, gene, and history dissolved by the shared reality of their existence. The university city was the epicenter of a global resurrection, a place where the healer had finally performed the ultimate surgery. We had removed the fear from the human heart.

The white light faded, not into darkness, but into a sterile, absolute grey. The chasm was gone, sealed as if it had never been. The monoliths were broken, their power extinguished. The bodies of Seraphina's fanatics were gone, not dead, but erased, turned to the same lifeless grey dust that coated the shattered stones of the clearing. The silence was not peaceful; it was the silence of a world that had been scoured clean, a canvas wiped blank by an act of unimaginable power.

Moreover, the current situation in the world of extreme white was not something that could be solved in a short time. Thinking of this, Samuel nodded in agreement. Yvonne quickly dismissed everyone and allowed them to move freely. About ten minutes later, she came back leisurely. "How is it? Isn't it troublesome?" she asked softly. Samuel nodded. "This place is even larger and more boundless than the dark space earlier. The exit is also pure white in color. Hence, we are currently stuck here and cannot find an exit." "We are looking for a white exit in the white world!" Yvonne felt a headache coming on.

The dead probably ranged somewhere in the billions. I never heard anything about the other countries in the world, but it was safe to assume that they were as completely destroyed as this one. If the rest of the world is like this, the human race has absolutely no chance of survival. I'm not even sure that if a cure can somehow miraculously be found, it will save the world. Everything is too far gone. There is no science, no medicine, no military, no law, and no government. This world is simply beyond repair.

Military bases, Sky Cities, Realms of the wizards and witches, kingdoms of the commoners—they all live in a continent together. Kanzeri has been the largest military alliance consisted of five empires, there have been no harm neighboring with them since their borders are open and they have been a welcoming empire. The Sky Cities of Eusciduous have always been distant towards it’s neighboring alliance of countries and never interfered with them nor even tried to socialize with its people. They just float from the skies, never be seen by the naked eye.

" It doesn't have a body but I can imagine its dumbfounded face when I asked a completely out of nowhere question. I wasted no time waiting for it's the answer "Silence means yes." Then, I look blankly on the white space and think about an image of a glass table and sofa. Before the system can even ask what I'm doing, those things suddenly appear midair in front of us. "How can you do that?" It whispered, sounds kinda helpless to me. 'Yup, just like the novel.' I thought and a seat comfortably before starts seriously asking some necessary questions. "Okay? How can I redeem my world from that? Saving the world? That sounds bad for me." How can I prevent a world from ending if I can't even sav

But I wasn't staring at them because they were white. I was staring because they were the same as the one woman my soul was beginning to crave for — pure, white; with no stains until she was dragged into this world, until I dragged her into my world. A world with no alibi, a world where tears are used as a weapon and love is a tainted word.

"Inspection of what? " "Colors. As you may have inevitably notice, we are surrounded with nothing but the color yellow. This is nothing like your world where colors combine. All is separated. With walls, borders, or lines. And no person with their designated colors are allowed to leave or enter another side of colors. Once spotted, you will be thrown to the place of outcast and lose the chance to visit the Outside world. Your world. Or they might take you in as slaves. Or worse, death. "I understood her words but it only arose more questions. "So you are not allowed to interact with other colors? "

It was packed with vacation clothes, and sitting right on top of the clothes was a brand-new, unopened box of condoms. Chloe said: "I’m packing my bags. Gavin and I are flying abroad tomorrow to watch the match." Seeing my cold face and silence. Chloe deliberately added: "The World Cup only happens every four years. It’s super popular. So many people want to watch it but can’t squeeze their way in." "Those who can’t squeeze in are destined to be left out." My patience was gradually running out. My tone was cold and stern: "I’m only here for the pillow. You can have Gavin!"

I spun around going through all universes and landed on the universe I knew it was reporting on. "It looks like the universe of wild life no longer exists." I stated as I looked at the universes map that was now completely grey and lifeless. In a few hundred years all wildlife would be gone forever and all humans would suffer. They would never understand or be able to fix their problems. I looked back down at the next page and sliced through it. I didn't even have to look up at the screen that was going off now. The universe of empathy and humanity. How ironic is it that the second page is a universe that helps fuel all hope in mortal realms. How fitting.