Bain Of Our Existence Novels & Stories

I feel it instantly Not control Not evolution Not nothingness Something beyond all of them And as it begins to descend One truth becomes clear Changing existence… Has consequences We still don’t fully understand

Indeed," his voice resonated with a deep timbre, carrying an air of wisdom and experience. The two men stood side by In the vast tapestry of existence, it becomes abundantly clear that we are but mere threads, intricately woven together in the grand design of life. It is imperative, nay, our very duty, to construct bridges of profound understanding, to illuminate the minds of humanity with the profound realization of the interconnectedness that binds all living beings. In the hallowed halls of the sanctuary, a sacred space where wisdom intertwines with the ethereal, we shall embark on a journey of enlightenment. With hearts brimming with knowledge and souls adorned with experiences, we shall

“This is no joke. There is a great deal of risk involved here at Everest. You must remain vigilant and dedicated. If you aren’t prepared, you can easily perish! Now get ready for some fun!” The speech was sobering and exciting at the same time. She was finally ready, but first she had to pray and make peace with God. She never knew when her last day on Earth would come and this was as good a day as any. Thanking God for all her blessings was top priority.

“With great power comes great responsibility. Luck is closely related to fate. It is not easy for all the luck of the universe to be pressed on you. When fate comes after you, you will understand that you will find joy in the ordinary.” After Phoenix finished her speech, Shelly inside Alex’s mind palace also said, “Yes. How blissful it is to be ordinary.” The Mystic Maiden lamented, “It’s a bliss to become ordinary.”

She started. "We are all humans.. you and me. We are equally perishable and mortal which sometimes makes us believe that our existence has no point since we were basically born at the verge of death. The word mortal itself suggest someone who is born to die and yet I do not think of mortality as a curse but more like a favour from God. You see it's not about how long you have to live but what you do with the time you have to live. I could live 1 billion years as some supernatural entity without a purpose and someone to hold dear to me and that would mean that my existence is pointless

"That‌'s the po‌int. I can't be anything else. Can't c⁠hoo​s‌e⁠ anything​ else. Because my D⁠NA, m​y b‍iolo‍g‍y, my entire existence is designed for⁠ one pur​pose. And I'm fulfilling it w‌h‌e‌ther I wa‌nt to or n‌ot." I stood.‌ The broth⁠ers stood with me. "You knew," I said. Looking at all th‌ree of them. "From the be‍ginning. You knew I was made f​or t‌his. That my entire exi‌stence was manu‍factu‍red to fu⁠lfill thi⁠s debt." "Yes,‍" Ca​elan​ said. He didn't try to soft‌en it.

Upon hearing this, Philip was dumbfounded. He snorted and asked, “How is it possible? What are you talking about? I’ve gone through compulsory education and believe in materialism.” Fennel smiled and said, “Then what do you think our existence is all about?” Gulp. Philip swallowed and started to feel a little flustered. Yes, how could the existence of Fennel and the door, as well as the existence of the Nonagon and the disciples, be explained?

Across from me stood the Beginning. You must choose. I looked at it. What? Your children cannot all remain. Why? Because there are four of them. And existence can only sustain three. I shook my head. Then change existence. I can't. Why? Because the fourth child carries probability. If he remains, every possibility becomes equally real. The universe will collapse. I looked at my unborn children. Then what am I supposed to do? Choose three. My heart broke. No. Choose. I remember crying.

The Zenithal Roc Matron heaved a deep breath. “I am the progenitor of all beings. That puts me at a level above the living beings. Also, I didnʼt believe that James would devour the living beings to make his comeback. Naturally, I was protected by the Spiritual Providence. That was how I got here.” “Me too. I donʼt think that my father will choose to sacrifice so many living beings in order to return here,” Winnie continued, “Thatʼs how I have the Spiritual Providenceʼs protection.”

he asked. Potential smiled, holding out the empty key. “Existence has grown as far as it can within itself,” they said. “But there is more beyond. Some places do not exist, not non-existence, not even potential. Places that have never been touched by choice or certainty or anything else we know.”