Al Infinito Y Más Allá Novels & Stories

Chapter 109: Beyond In the expansive tapestry of eternity, Isabella and Luca found themselves in a chapter that unfolded beyond the confines of time and space. They stood together, their essence merged with the cosmic currents that pulsed through the universe, as they contemplated the infinite possibilities that lay before them. As they beheld the ever-shifting celestial expanse, their hearts swelled with a sense of awe and wonder. They had become custodians of the eternal tapestry, where the threads of their love intertwined with the stories of countless souls who had traversed the realms of existence.

But sovereignty, I had learned, was not the end of the struggle—it was merely a different kind of war. I sat in the High Council Chamber, the walls of which were grown from the same silver-barked oak as the forest. Before me lay a map of the known world, now vastly expanded. Beyond our borders, the news of our "Infinity Energy" had traveled to the Great Empires across the sea. They didn't see a sanctuary; they saw a battery.

I said, feeling the weight of thirty years of anxiety finally evaporate into the Atlantic wind. "No, Julian," Dante’s voice rumbled from the shadow of the doorway. He walked out, a tray of coffee in his hand, looking like a man who had finally forgotten how to hunt. "The math is infinity. We’ve reached the point where the numbers stop mattering, and life begins."

When she spoke, her voice was the sound of ancient pages crumbling to dust. "Twenty-nine Hungry merging would create what we called, in the language before language, the Infinite Mouth. A singularity of consumption so absolute that it does not just eat matter or energy or concepts. It eats possibility itself. Every future, every potential, every path not yet taken. If the Infinite Mouth forms and reaches Earth, there will be no tomorrow. For anyone. Ever." Jack looked at the countdown timer on the tactical display. Three hours and fifteen minutes. He looked at the transaction data glowing on Ben's holographic screens. Three hundred and forty-seven trillion credits of fraudulent overcharges.

My heart had turned to stone, yet the shimmer in my eyes was not for him—it was for the cruel fate I could not escape. "You still have plenty of chances to have children," I said, my voice steady. "But I… I will never be able to conceive again." Lucas stood frozen, my words sinking in, each one cutting deeper than the last. "Listen carefully, Lucas." I met his gaze. "Unless the dead can return to life, I will never—never—have anything to do with you again." With that, I shoved him aside and slammed the door. No matter how desperately he shouted my name outside, I refused to let him in.

"Maybe you're overthinking this, Mike. You know people do have doppelgangers, and what if you meeting her is just a mere coincidence? I really don't think you need bother yourself with this. She may look like May, and also bear the same name as her, but you must know that she isn't our May. May is—" "I know, Alicia." Mike calmly interrupted her. "I know she's gone and she's never coming back. There's no way she must have magically returned to earth because this isn't a fantasy book or a movie." He smiled sadly. "What was I even thinking? I didn't go to London because of this."

I answer uneasily. “Bro, you have nothing to be worried about. But something tells me this might be a case of a second-chance mate." Roman finally speaks up. "Second-chance mate? What's that?" I don't know if it's possible. I've never heard of something like that. Can a person get a second-chance mate? Is that even possible? Many questions in my head are all seeking answers.

*** To be continued. Love you all♡♡♡

Despite hating her that much he still can't forget her. "Don't leave me, Sanam, never ever." He whispered and leaned forward on her face. He was heartbroken and shattered. He wasn't in his senses. He doesn't know what he was doing and neither did Laraib try to stop him. She just wants to get Asfand and she already got him. **********

It was the truth of his existence! “That's why sister shouldn't have to apologize, nor be sorry about,” he murmured, appear shaken as the moonlight slowly and barely peek through the darkest cloud. The light is barely enough to the village, but to Eterfinite is too much to wake up from the deep of his thought! It was this time the ear-piercing cry resume, affecting him far greatest than the villager. This cry is longing for something, felt so close yet so far to anyone to reach. Eterfinite couldn't believe this, not even known how to react while his heart beating so fast!