An Immense World Novels & Stories

“I’ve been in the Dark World for so many Epochs, and haven’t returned home during this period.” “By the way,” James remembered something and asked, “Have you heard of a person named Emperor Jabari in the Dark World?” Sienna shook her head and said, “No, unfortunately. The Dark World is quite expansive, and is as big as the twelve universes combined. There are too many evil spirits there, and not many are capable of cultivating physical bodies that can survive conditions in the Dark World. Unless it’s a peerless powerhouse, it’ll be hard for me to have heard of some insignificant evil spirit.”

The old woman responded, “It’s so chaotic here nowadays. Why the hell would you bother to pay attention to the fashion trend?” “A chaotic time?” Tyr and Magus looked at each other. After they came here, everything they saw suggested that this place was a utopia. They thought there was no such thing as a chaotic time. Since this old woman said this, it means that this space must be comprised of a much larger area than this village. It was a massive land. The village that they found was just the tip of the iceberg of this vast world. Furthermore, it must be chaotic out there. Therefore, Jim was very sure that the Torment Manuscript must exist in this space.

Hundreds. Thousands. The ninth world was splitting into possibilities. Auren's face went pale. "That's impossible." Elara shook her head. "No." She remembered the first possibility. The first "what if." "This is exactly what it was born to do." Elias looked at her. "What happens if it keeps splitting?" Elara didn't answer. Because she already knew. Eventually there would be no single ninth world. There would be infinite worlds. Infinite versions. Infinite consequences. Infinite possibilities.

“The ability of existence to remember itself. Every world that was ever born carried a memory of what came before. Every star, every creature, every soul. But before there were worlds, there was only one place.” He looked toward the silver doorway. “The First World.” The doorway pulsed. Emily could see it more clearly now. The world beyond was enormous, ancient, and strangely beautiful. Mountains stretched across a black horizon, but their peaks glowed silver. Rivers of light flowed through valleys. Massive trees rose into the darkness, their branches holding clusters of glowing spheres that looked like unborn stars. “It was perfect,” Kael said. Emily looked at him. “You've used that word be

My heart sank. The End pointed toward the sky. Millions of dark figures appeared. One in every universe. All of them looked like us. All of them had the same family. But in every world... one member was evil. The End whispered: You didn't create peace. You created infinite wars. The sky filled with screams. My daughters raised their weapons. My sons stood beside them. Cassian looked at me. What do we do? I stared at the endless armies. Then I smiled.

Ike said. "So what's it about this Ekwensu, continue explaining," Chike requested. "Ekwensu is an old god who always attempted to conquer the world and make it his own over the other greater gods, but as for me, I never thought that all these things exists" Kamdiri answered with his hands folded. "Well, they do!" Gerald interjected as they always stares at him. "And so if he makes the world his own then what is going to happen, what's going to happen to us? to everyone? to the world?" Ike asked. "The world is going to perish, he is a powerful sorcerer supreme...

It was packed with vacation clothes, and sitting right on top of the clothes was a brand-new, unopened box of condoms. Chloe said: "I’m packing my bags. Gavin and I are flying abroad tomorrow to watch the match." Seeing my cold face and silence. Chloe deliberately added: "The World Cup only happens every four years. It’s super popular. So many people want to watch it but can’t squeeze their way in." "Those who can’t squeeze in are destined to be left out." My patience was gradually running out. My tone was cold and stern: "I’m only here for the pillow. You can have Gavin!"

“That’s the extent of your status! What is the throne worth to those of us who are searching for the Path of God? Let alone the Emperor of America, even if it is the throne of the world’s emperor, so what?” “I might as well tell you the truth. In fact, the world that we’re now in is very small and by ancient terms, it’s called the Wasteland! Do you know what the Wasteland means? It means that this is a place abandoned by the ancient people, a place that only accounts for less than one ten-thousandth of the central world . There’s a larger world on the other side of the ancient force field.” What? The crowd was dumbfounded upon hearing it.

Her fingers tightened around his sleeve. For once, Adrian didn't pull away. For once, he looked just as shaken as she felt. Then another pulse rolled across the sky. The golden crack overhead widened. Not by inches. Not by feet. By miles. The entire world seemed to groan. Like a prison door finally beginning to break. And suddenly— everyone saw it. A vision. A glimpse. Another world. Floating islands. Golden oceans. Cities suspended in endless skies. Massive structures stretching beyond the horizon. A place so beautiful it hurt to look at.

I shook my head and shrugged, “A tribrid of Cataclypse, witch, and fey. The moon goddess blessed me with fey genes, but I’ve never been sure as to why.” She looked conflicted, “Are you aware of the prophecy that states a tribrid will be the end of the underworld as we know it?” “No, I’m not really all that into prophecies if I’m being honest,” I waved my hand dismissively. “Why would I want to know anything of what the future has to hold? A wise man once said, ‘The past is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present.’ And that’s how I look at life.”