Ancient Time Travel Stories Novels & Stories

“Time travel.” “Time travel?” asked Agatha. “Yes.” “What’s the use of time travel?” asked Austin. Weather’s eyebrows knitted tightly at him. “Very.” They were both confused by what she said and asked, “Why?” “Because if you’re not pregnant then I will have to send one of you back. Back in time to make sure that the child is conceive.” “Huh?” questioned Agatha. “You’re not making any sense,” complained Austin. “Listen, my grandmother can see the future, my mother change alternate fate, some as it seems… but I- I can time travel and change the future.”

Inside, thousands of years of history surrounded us with massive statues towered over the galleries, golden jewelry glittered beneath carefully placed lights and ancient papyrus scrolls resting inside glass cases with their faded ink that somehow survived the passage of time. I slowed down before every display to study it carefully. It wasn't just history. It felt… So alive. "You really love this place," Ayesha observed. "I've loved Ancient Egypt since I was little.” I turned my gaze at her for a second before looking back at the display “My grandmother used to tell me stories about Isis, Osiris, Horus, and Anubis before bedtime. She said the gods never truly abandoned Egypt." Ayesha smiled

Chris Jnr was more patient; he continued, “But remember why daddy allowed us to go on the expedition?” He looked enquiringly at everyone before letting out a defeated sigh much like his sister's and repeating, “He said the world is vast and there are many hidden wonders.” “Little uncle, do you mean to say that we are like those sci-fi movies… like X-MEN?” Vincent asked with a cheeky smile, making a wolverine gesture with his hands. Chris chuckled… his hesitation melting as his treasures took the lead in breaking the ice. “I am not sure how well read you are about the ancient world… we could call it a time before time itself…” Chris paused, “Ever heard of cultivators?”

The letter reminds me of a legend my mom always narrated to me before sleeping. Long ago, my ancestors travelled through the depths of time seeking survival from the fangs of dangers an aging world brings them. They sought for shelter that would protect them from blazing heat that pierces through their bodies – the world was too big to search for purpose. Once in a night, the M’ri stumbled upon a mountain reaching the depths of the stars. It was high enough to see how far they’ve gone, looking from its top as they gaze to the line that separates the land and the air. They sat circling around a bonfire, singing for their great feat that defied through time.

Chapter 4: Love's Enduring Legacy Aurora and Dr. Westwood sat in the gentle embrace of the oak tree, their love creating a sanctuary of serenity amidst the bustling world. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of gold and rose across the sky, a sense of fulfillment washed over them. Dr. Westwood gazed into Aurora's luminous eyes, his voice a tender murmur. "Aurora, my love, our time in this realm draws to a close. But our love will forever endure, transcending the boundaries of time and space."

This is the multiplicity theory. Rerillion stands up and walks away from the camera Rerillion: Time travelers seek to travel in a diagonal manner... the displacement affecting multiple variations of vertical and horizontal points makes this harder... That is why time travel is only accessible to a minuscule number of worlds. These worlds will need a science library the size of a solar system to even start the basics of this exploit. But traveling vertically is much easier since the horizontal is set on a definite turn point only one dimension is needed to be crossed.

“And you think you’ve found another portal?” “Possibly,” Hines spoke up. “There are a few tales written in ancient Czech that tell of a passage through which Vampires used to travel to another world. What it is, we cannot say. We do not think it was hell because they could come back and forth.” “It is a land full of danger, even to our kind, Your Majesty, or so the stories told.” Venette was walking across the room as she spoke, and Asteria could no longer see her, until she returned to stand by the others next to the cell door, an old, brown leather book with gold gilding in her hands. “Eventually, traveling there became forbidden by the ancients, and it faded from memory.”

“Did it not?” “No! There’s just a missing gap in the history of your civilization.” “What do you mean?” Shelly replied, “I mean some supernatural power had controlled the time of the world that you lived in, rewound through some ways. If I’m guessing correctly, during the ancient era, Grand Emperor Rowan rewound the civilization of the Wasteland ten thousand years using the Six Eternities. “Back ten thousand years? Then we used merely three thousand years to get to where we are today…”

Great big giant stone triangles made of bricks taller than a man. ‘How would one move a brick of stone that was taller than a man?’ she giggled as if I’d just told a joke. I was in ancient Egypt, like ancient-ancient Egypt? How was this possible? ‘How do I get back to my time and my own body?’ And how did I find Dmitri through eons of ancient memories? ‘Have you had a chance to tether yourself? That would be the easiest way. Otherwise you just have to wait for the memories to sort themselves out.’

I looked at her with bated curiosity as I waited for her to shift in her seat and then continue with the story. “You see,” she finally said, “my great, great grandparents were not from this time. They, like you, were travelers on a mission. Something went awry and they found themselves stuck in this era. After numerous unsuccessful attempts to go back, they made this kingdom their home.” She heaved a sigh as she, absentmindedly, lightly rubbed her elongated fingers up and down her forearms. “Of late, we have discovered a good number of artifacts that lead us to believe that things did not go well for my ancestor’s former home. From what we can tell, chaos from lack of a ruling family