An Immense World Audiobook Novels & Stories

Thanks, brain, I guess. I can hear footsteps coming at me and shouts of bitch you will never get away with this! As I turn to the corner, my ears are suddenly surrounded by faint chatters from people getting louder. A song is still ringing through my earphones as Agon screamed: THE WORLD IS CRUEL THE WORLD IS UNFAIR BUT WE SHOULDN'T BLAME THE WORLD FOR ITS PEOPLE THAT NEVER CARED NATIONS SHALL UNITE BUT WE CREATED WARS I CAN'T BELIEVE MOST OF YOU BELIEVE IN GOD

She leaned forward, her voice softer, "how are you feeling today?" "Like shit," Mars finally admitted. "Like shit?" Her brows raised. "Yeah... if I explain everything, I won't just be attending therapy, I'd be in a psychiatric ward," he half-joked. She laughed, "try me." "Alright..." He leaned forward, his expression deadly serious. "I read this book and all of a sudden I was transported into the world inside it. I met this prince, and I think he likes me, and I've got these ice powers... You think I'm crazy, don't you?" He laughed nervously.

When I said that, Jeffrey looked surprised for just a second, but then he composed himself and gave me a book. "This is the medical book you wanted. While you were sick, I made a copy for you." I grabbed the book fast, scared that I might start crying at any moment. Back in my room, I looked through the copied book, touching the confident writing. There was only one copy of this medical book in the entire world, and it was kept by a collector. The borrowing process was difficult, and anyone who got it had to return it within a day. Jeffrey probably stayed up all night to copy it.

“He looks like he could barely handle a newborn wolf, let alone you.” What are you doing? Cole linked me. I am going to get him to challenge me, I replied, smirking at the man. “And I mean if we are going to continue standing here with sticks up our asses, you may as well introduce yourself,” I shrugged. He glared at me, “My name is Magnus. I’m 736 years old.” I yawned, “Okay, so what exactly can we help you with since the Alpha isn’t here and you are boring me to sleep.”

The particular book appears in front of him as HE gladly reads the title out loud. “Death Resurgence.” As the book opens and the series of the current events begin to flash and flood. HE giggles in HIS utmost amusement, as HE presented. “Well, well, well. Shall we learn the ropes of what lies within the Resurgence?” From the book that deliberately flips and presented the gist of the world that it brings, the words are written and said.

Celestites may be useful, but his life was more important. “First, I’ll tell you about the Immortal Realm.” The Oracle explained, “The Immortal Realm is huge and boundless. Many people spend their entire lives without seeing even a tenth of it. The immense Immortal Realm is divided into three thousand continents, and each continent spans millions of miles with hundreds to thousands of cities scattered across them. In addition, there are usually wastelands serving as buffers between the cities.” Three thousand continents and hundreds to thousands of cities in each one? The Immortal Realm was indeed huge.

That all ends. Because now, the entire world knows. END OF BOOK II

"The forensic audit? Yes, probably. We have the Utterance's endorsement, Mercy's Ledger access, and the Hollowsmith's architectural blueprints. We can document and legitimize most of the irregularities." "Most?" "There is one irregularity that we cannot legitimize. The big one. The reason the auditor was imprisoned in the first place." "Which is?" Ben's voice dropped. "The universe itself. The auditor reviewed the previous universe and found it bankrupt. It recommended liquidation. The Absence overruled the recommendation by compressing the auditor and creating a new universe on top of its prison. From the auditor's perspective, this universe is an unauthorized asset created from the proceed

Faces flickered across its surface. Thousands. Millions. All silent. All trapped. Aurelion stepped back, shaken. “It’s not one being…” Eryndor finished quietly: “It’s an entire world that couldn’t survive itself.” The Voice of the Broken It spoke again. But not in one voice. In many. Layered. Overlapping. “We were progress.” The ground trembled. “We were evolution.” The sky cracked further. “We became… too much.” The Weight of Truth The figure who called us stood behind it now.

Liam. As I drag my tired feet over the floor of the bunker, I hear Raven's voice echoing, loud, firm, and clear like he's lecturing. “The world will be ours. East. West. South. And the north.” His feet clack in the silent air. “You'll rule the world with me like demigods. Pass judgments upon your enemy and even the righteous.” Even though I've not reached their spot, I can already feel the air bursting with energy, with eagerness.