Bank Of The Universe Novels & Stories

" I refreshed the banking app right in front of them. My parents collapsed when they saw that. "It's real! It's really real! There's really 100 million dollars! It's ours! You'll transfer it to us, right?" Mom stared at me with desperate hope in her eyes. "You're my sweetest daughter—you always have been. You won't let me down, right?" I let out a cold laugh. "Spare me. Didn't you already announce to the whole world that you cut ties with me? We have nothing to do with each other now!"

‘If it didn’t belong to this universe, then what was this? Zendaya said, “The universe is just one portion of space. Apart from ours, there’s a higher universe out there. I know a place known as the Middle Universe… I’ve also been trying to remember some parts of my memories, investigating some stuff too. After confirming with both pieces of evidence, I believe the Undead didn't belong to our universe.” Such a theory was mind-blowing. Alex felt dizzy just thinking about it.

I put my phone on silent and ignored every call. The next morning, I woke up, applied my makeup, and donned my most expensive "battle outfit." I hailed a cab and headed straight for the bank branch. Even before I reached the door, a crowd had gathered. Spectators jostled with journalists wielding cameras. The bank's main entrance was locked tight. Red paint had been splashed across the rolling shutters, scrawled with the words "Blackstore." I circled around to the side entrance.

"I am literally the CFO of the universe's central bank. I can issue whatever I want. The question is whether twenty-nine entities from dead universes will accept financial instruments from a bank they do not recognize." "They will accept it because they are starving. A starving person does not check the sell-by date." Ben's fingers were already moving. "Issuing the Sterling Eternal Bond. Face value: infinite. Coupon rate: zero. Maturity: never. This is either the most brilliant or the most suicidal financial instrument in cosmic history." "Those are not mutually exclusive," Katherine observed.

The tension I had singlehandedly created. An instant burst of cold air caught hold of my clothes and started swinging it wildly. Living in Durban, one had to be accustomed to the ridiculous temperatures. We experienced symptoms of all four seasons in just one day. The sun shone but the blistering wind made it cold as hell. Hugging myself, I trudged forward. About a minute later I found myself looking at an old brown flat with black tinted windows and white windowpanes. My home. A dead pot plant lay on one of the panes and an orange cat, unoriginally named Tabby, slept soundly on another. The building went up six stories and seemed to be touching the sky. It also looked like it could crumble

“There are multiple universes out there in space, and inside each of those universes, there’s another Earth almost identical to the one you live on. This isn’t the only Earth I’ve been to.” Kevin wanted to ask Jenatrix something, and he tried to subdue the shakiness in his voice. “You said something about people being converted to drug shipment by a Boneseeker Man. What’s a Boneseeker Man?” Kevin still held his mother’s hand, and he gulped and looked away when Jenatrix fixed her lightning eyes on his face.

Fledgling by vampire standards but ancient compared to humans. "Tom the Cracksman." The vampire smiles. Fangs showing. "Punctual as always." "You're paying by the hour. I'm motivated." I sit without invitation. "What's the job?" "Safety deposit box at the Bank of Shadows. Vault seven, box 342. I need the contents retrieved without anyone knowing I accessed it." The Bank of Shadows is the supernatural equivalent of a Swiss bank. Magical security, dragon-run, completely neutral. They don't ask questions about what you store. They just guarantee it stays safe.

"The Earth is a temporary vessel. Let go, and join the Infinite Ledger." "I DON'T WANT THE INFINITE!" I roared, my voice causing a 7.0 earthquake that shattered the last of the West's relay towers. "I WANT THE DIRTY, BLOODY, HUMAN NOW!" The Moon reacted with a Lethal Luminance. A beam of Pure, Compressed Starlight slammed into my back, trying to "Bleach" the obsidian fire out of my fur. It was the "Audit of the Universe," a frequency designed to remind me that compared to the stars, my life was just a Glitch in the Data.

The Last Tree trembled again. The lights overhead began drifting downward. One by one. Thousands. Millions. Like stars falling from heaven. Nova stared in wonder. Each light carried a memory. A life. A story. A universe. The traveler extended a hand. One of the lights settled gently into their palm. "This was the first ending." The memory expanded. Reality shifted. And suddenly, everyone saw it. A universe. The first universe. Small. Beautiful. Young. Nova watched impossible stars illuminate impossible skies. Entire galaxies bloomed like flowers.