A World Without You Novels & Stories

com/discord === RELEASE RATE === 🔹 new chapter every day at a random time === Summary === After Noah's death, what greeted him was an AI system calling itself Black, offering him a job working for the World and Soul Management Bureau. He has to travel to many different worlds, taking over an identity of some unfortunate soon-to-be-dead dude, and live out the remainder of his new life there however he wanted. Easy-peasy! ...Right? ...Ok, sure, there are a few small kinks here and there... like terrorist attacks, murder plots, zombie apocalypses, and the like... but one should always look at the bright side!

"Agree, and I'll leave you alone. Disagree, and I'll keep cutting your face every ten minutes until you do." Gwyneth watched Liana, who seemed totally mad. "You do realize Asher's about to go bankrupt, right? Is it really worth losing your sanity over a guy who's about to crash?" "How could he be going bankrupt?" Liana stared at Gwyneth, disbelief in her eyes. "Are you lying to me?" Gwyneth scoffed. "Go ahead and look it up online."

I’ll finish the game first and come to the hospital later. The call disconnected. Each beep felt like something inside me breaking. When no one loves you, even dying wouldn’t matter to anyone. By the time I left the hospital, it was already evening. I called Ronan, wanting to talk about the divorce. He didn’t answer. Then suddenly my phone flooded with notifications from a group chat. I opened it. Brynn had posted a video. Ronan was at a karaoke bar named Nocturne, singing a love song to her.

“Why so hurry? You, just came, right? Isn’t the carnival fun that you will never want to miss?” “Nope, we are good to go. It’s time to go to the next floor.” “Do you really want to go back to the world?” “Isn’t it obvious?” “Why?” “Do I need to answer it? “I’ll let you leave this floor if you can give me a satisfying answer of what I just questioned you.” “The world needs me.” “Really? How do you know?” “As I am the world protector.” “Does it need protecting?” “Nope.” “Then? Why do you think the world needs you?”

It was like my heart was being ripped apart slowly, in the worst way possible. I kept chanting as tears rolled down my face. My whole body felt like it was on fire. Dylan’s breathing evened out as his tear stricken eyes finally met mine. He released my wrists, and smiled. I was still chanting. He was still feeling the pain, but most of it was in me. I wasn’t going to let it kill him. The world started to fade as the darkness slowly consumed me. I was light headed, and stars flooded my vision. My voice failed, and I couldn’t

" 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

"Hm. If I hold your world, then I can also become the one to destroy it." "Yes. I can't think straight if you leave me." "Like locking yourself in your office and being drunk?" She was, again, right. I might do that and more. "More than that. So please don't leave me." She stared at me as if looking for truth in my eyes. But I meant my words. "Can you live without me?" I had imagined myself being asked this question. And, of course, I had an answer for it. "No. The world without you is colorless, so no. I can't do that."

Instead, strong, familiar arms wrap around me, lifting me entirely off the ground. “I'm so sorry,” I whisper brokenly, right before the entire world goes completely dark.

The elders in the family are big on good omens, insisting we pick a nice date for the wedding for good luck. But after a fortune teller proposes nine potential wedding dates, Edward Colton turns every single one down. It's the tenth time now. Edward shakes his head yet again. I gaze at his handsome face and blurt out, "I think this date is perfect." Edward is busy scrolling through messages in his group chat, not even bothering to glance up at me. "This date won't work. Jolene and the others just mentioned they want to go to Hallibay for vacation. Turn down your mom's suggestion." I curl my fingers tight. His eyes remain fixed on his phone screen, as if he has endless conversations to t

Stars drifted where eyes should have been. Galaxies moved with every breath. The figure lifted one hand. "I am not your enemy." "I am not your guide." "I am simply..." "...the page before the first word." The corridor trembled. One by one... the doors began disappearing. Not closing. Erasing. Entire worlds vanished without leaving a trace. The woman stepped forward. "If the doors disappear..." "...those worlds will never exist." The figure nodded. "They are waiting." "For one decision." The black key shattered.