America In Another World Novels & Stories

How could they promote diplomacy if these self-centered chauvinistic people only want to grab lands and seas? This was really the biggest problem of America right now, but President Samuel Cooper could not attend to it yet. He wanted an immediate solution, so he was streamlining the process by launching the third world war against the union of China and Korea, much to the disappointment of everyone though it was still a plan. He asked his vice president who had no objections.

Oh Allah, bless whoever that person is for saving me right now. "I need to answer this," I say quickly walking away from him. Ya Allah, that was really close. "Hey, babe, why do you look like you just saw a ghost?" Amina says through the FaceTime call. "I didn't see a ghost, but something far more serious was on the verge of happening again." "Hmmm, from the way you look and what you just said. I can guess you and Ethan kissed again. " "We were almost kissing if it hadn't been for your call. I am so happy you called because I don’t think I would have been able to resist for too long. "

We limped to the nurse's room, I limped she walked with a hand on my waist. "You're the new admission?" Her voice was smooth and soft when she asked me, I just nodded. "Where did you reside before?" My ears perked in alarm. I didn't want to disclose my past life to anyone. But I felt like she can see through me if I lie. So I quickly mumbled that I'm from America. It's a trick I've learned a long time ago. I don't give anyone my exact details. My past is something I'll always lie low on. It's a deal with myself.

"You're not one of them, Marinah, you're one of us." I haven't fully accepted what I've become. There are so many emotions-confusion, inner conflict on whether this is good or bad, and amazement. It's like I'm living in a dream turned nightmare and if I could only wake up, the world would return to normal. And that's a joke. What's normal in a new world where humans are hunted by monsters?

Not into darkness. Into millions of tiny points of light. They surrounded Emily. Then they entered the countless alternate Emilys. Each woman received a piece. Not power. Not control. Memory. Understanding. The knowledge that they were not alone. One by one, the alternate worlds began separating. Emily watched as realities formed around them. One became a world of oceans. Another became a world of forests. Another became a world of floating cities. Another became a world where humans and creatures lived together. Another became a world where magic ruled.

Naomi whispered, “But that's impossible.” “Yes.” The answer came from both Dreamers. Together. It was. Another memory broke free. Ama saw herself and the First Dreamer standing before the Sea. A new world floated above the silver water. A tiny possibility. A family that had survived. A child who had lived. A war that had never happened. She smiled. “Look.” The Dreamer looked too. Then his smile faded. Another world nearby dimmed. A different family. A different child. A different future.

My memory is speaking, and she says it's nothing unfamiliar. Looking back to what happened so far: I fell from an apartment room in outer space, landed on floating islands in a sea of white, met a stupid angel who nursed me back to life, had a conversation with her which led to us falling from the floating islands, had another conversation with her while freefalling which led to me making an oath, miraculously survived the fall by walking on air, suddenly got taken away by a mysterious force which somehow led us to our destination and now this... it's definitely nothing new! This world can't throw anything bizarre at me anymore, and if it did, that's no problem! I'll solve America's debt pro

She still could not believe she was in Colter's world. Colter's confession about him not being a human and that he came from a world called Howard, seemed like a long time ago. Vida felt she was living right out of a fairytale. Who knew there existed another world with people who had super powers and could fly? Howard was nothing like Earth. The luscious greenery was something else here. Vida immediately knew just by looking at the flowers, they were magical. The air was different too. It was sweeter. Or maybe she was just used to the contaminated air of the Hudson River.

The carriage was a box of nightmares. Angel couldn't breathe. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Luciano’s face, then blood, then Elijah’s cold smile. Her hands flew to her head, fingers digging into her scalp. "No, no, no," she whispered, rocking back and forth. The words were stuck in her head, a broken record: *I ordered my men to kill Luciano.* A sob ripped out of her, so hard it hurt. Then another. She was gasping for air, her whole body shaking. This couldn't be real. It was a bad dream. A horrible, terrible dream. She had to wake up. "Luciano," she choked out, his name a prayer on her lips. "Please, please, please."

When I regained consciousness, I was standing in an entirely new world. A familiar male voice echoed beside me. “Thank you, Olivia. It’s thanks to you that we can continue our experiment. We admire your kindness, your forgiveness, and your calmness. We formally invite you to become an interdimensional traveler. As your reward, you will be able to travel across different worlds and live different lives. None of your emotions will ever be punished by the System.” The next second, a communication screen appeared in front of me, and I was successfully connected.