Across The Universe Novels & Stories

Third person's P.O.V 2350 A.D The vast blue ocean stretched all over the horizon, coloring the world of the mid realm with its serenity and peace. The scene was truly breathtaking as it was the God's fine work and artistry that made the world of Meniscus happen. Meniscus, the only place; an object made of earth and air and fire and water, twice the sizes of the cooling moons, has sustained the growing life that the God of Man has successfully conjured.

She heaved a big sigh before acknowledging the people in front of her again, "Tell me what happened." "Right," Layla was the first to respond. She ushered Francesca to follow her into a wide door to the right of the castle entrance, "As you might already know, the Greek terrestrial gods have ruled this universe since its conception. All planets were theirs. They created humanoid beings on these planets, some of which are chosen to be their vessels throughout the centuries. But eons ago, the terrestrial gods of other cultures have also begun to spring up out of the macroverse consciousness. And soon enough, everyone was fighting for power."

I can feel my mate’s pain as if it were my own and it guts me. Sloane swallows hard and trace’s her fingers over a plaque at the base of the maple. “We miss you Mom and Dad. Another year has passed here without you. So many things we have all missed in each other’s lives. But I know we will visit you in the sky when we cross over. We love you to the moon and back and not a day passes we don’t think of you.”

There they watched a moving chain of winged lobsters cross a great transatlantic aqueduct spilling roses into a desert with an avocado sun made of five glowing jewels in its skin and a clock which raced madly backward from inside an opened tin can. “That was as bizarre as Alice Through the Looking Glass,” Evelyn mumbled to herself as they emerged from the exhibit, but it served its purpose. Afterwards, visitors to the demonstration were treated to various snack-sized samples of the foods they’d seen, in just big enough portions to take the edge off their hunger.

I had even re-organised the cupboard, noticing that there wasn’t a lot in there but did manage to find a pair of overly big sweatpants which I can wear when it gets colder. “Hey” he smiles as he comes in. He is carrying a bowl filled with macaroni and cheese. He goes to sit next to me, handing it over along with a cup of coffee. “What did the alpha say?” I ask, taking a sip of the godly liquid. “Just pack stuff” he shrugs, clearly not wanting to talk about it, “Listen, there’s a pack meeting tonight because of the whole full moon thing that’s coming up” I only nod, taking a forkful of pasta.

The teacher explained, "An hour ago, Mr. Grayson sent his assistant to pick Edith up for an urgent matter. Didn't you know?" "I see," I replied, masking my unease. "Please hold onto her backpack. I'm tied up." Hanging up, I stared at our family group chat's flawless schedule, my mind reeling. "When has it become a tool to deceive me?" I took a deep breath, opened the tracker on Edith's smartwatch, and drove to the location: an amusement park.

Nicholas muttered to himself before quickly dialing Madison's number. The moment the call got through, Madison asked, "Is Astrid still nowhere to be found? Several of my collaborations have been canceled, and I've also lost my endorsements!"

waiting for a "Sync." "Dominic, we’ve 'Defaulted' on the 'Universe' itself," Avery whispered, her voice a "High-Frequency-Clear" that echoed through the "Void-Marrow." "The 'Violet-Spring' was a 'Bridge,' but the 'Absolute-Zero' is the 'Foundation.' We aren't 'Saving' the world anymore. We’re 'Becoming' the 'Silence' that 'Allows' the world to 'Be'."

They saw the thread of the Cradle,a brave, green shoot. They saw the thread of theStar Cradle, a long, hopeful line stretching into the dark. They saw the thread of Elysia,a crystal strand now sparkling with a thousand new colors. And they saw other threads, countless others, some bright, some faint, some tangled, some broken. The universe was not a collection of separate songs. It was a single, vast, living Weave. And their journey, their mission, had been to repair a single, crucial section of it.

"Asahina will brief everyone on the rules of Time Cross Academy later for the freshmen. For the students who are graduating and leaving us today, you have done well. For many of you, the last five years haven't been easy. There may have been ups and downs during the period of five years while you were in my Academy. Some of you experienced bittersweet feelings, some experienced your first love. I hope that those of you who experienced true love will learn to cherish it like how you cherish each other. Time Cross Academy brought you together but after you leave the academy, you should choose your own paths to walk, remembering what you have learnt from here. The road ahead might not be smooth