Beyond Living Novels & Stories

It wasn't magic in any form we understood, not elemental, not mystical and certainly not divine. I stood at the nexus point of all converging realities, Kai's luminous spirit was beside me. I had evolved beyond the simple categories of flesh and bone, beyond the limitations of singular existence. I was something liminal now, a living tether stretched between the state of becoming and the realm of beyond, while my children watched in profound silence as the veil between known multiverses began to part like cosmic curtains revealing an infinite stage.

Psyche is more powerful than I originally thought. “I have command over the spirits I send there. Not the Beyond itself.” She holds her hands up defensively. “Kas, for those of us who don’t know, can you explain what this place is?” Ashley looks at Sy, then back to me. “Oh, sorry. Yes. The Beyond is an astral plane that… well… isn’t. It’s a place between places. Infinite nothingness. Its only real purpose is for travel or to slingshot you to where you want to go from one dimension to another. In reality, it’s more like the back door option or going on a path through the dark, scary woods. There are plenty of real nasty entities who get trapped there when they try to use it, which adds anothe

each one of them turned and looked at me shocked that I was still conscious ” Princess. Dad please I need to know I said in a weakly" I'm afraid according to world statistics 5% of patients have managed to recover from paralysis" like I said it's rare Miss Blackrose said the doctor looking at me with sympathy which I hated The pill was too bitter to swallow so I closed my eyes and cried silently wishing this were all a dream, but I knew the reality" it was cruel So you're telling me I'm crippled I said looking at the doctor my eyes red with tears ”

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the golden afterglow stretched their shadows long, until they merged into one, indistinguishable from each other. This scene was more eternal than any painting Elara could ever create. Its name: "Freedom and Love." (The End)

His laugh rumbled softly through his chest. For one evening, the future stayed outside the walls of their house. Then Haven’s visions changed. It happened two nights later. One second she was following the familiar thread toward sixteen. The next something opened beyond it. Not darkness. Not exactly. After. That was the only word her mind could find for it. After sixteen. After the activation point. After the eastern thing moved. The thread didn’t stop there. It continued. And what Haven saw waiting beyond it made every breath leave her body at once.

Coming to this point, the man stop writing, look at her, and asked, "Now choose, what life do you wish to have?" Raizel thinked of it and asked herself, 'what are the things that lead to me and my family's death? Who caused it?'. It's not long before she find an answer, 'was it Chaster? No. My father? No. So was it me? I guess it's me. If only... If only I lived an Ordinary Life. Maybe we continue to live happy 'til today. That's right! Since it's a mistake to live a life beyond ordinary, then in my next life, I would like to live an Ordinary Life'

They were before me. "After them are the Timeless Wolves. They are the Seniors of our kind. They have been living on this ground for millions of years. They are wolves, more powerful than us. They give us powers and they have the capability to take our powers back too. They can never die. They are immortals, they are like souls wandering everywhere". I nodded, trying to absorb all the information she was sharing with me. It was all so fantastical, yet it felt strangely familiar.

But when you already see what is inside our house, all you can say is it is in gray scale mode. There is no life, there is no happiness. - - - - - - - - - Mother's POV Laying in this comfy bed, feeling this cool air, and wrapping my body with this thick blanket would not ease the pain I am feeling right now. Death, divorce, death, divorce. These are the two things that are circulating inside my mind. Those are the only two things. My daughter left me, so as my husband. "This is a cursed life," I said between my tears.

Each creating personal equation of limitation and transcendence. "They're becoming living paradoxes," Genesis observed through her art. "Mortal in some ways, immortal in others. But the combinations are unstable." The anti-existence offered unexpected insight. *I am neither mortal nor immortal but eternally hungry. Perhaps existence needs beings that embody incompleteness itself—never fully one thing or another.* Through divine authority, I began to understand. The solution wasn't choosing between mortality and immortality but creating sustainable incompleteness—beings that could maintain enough cosmic awareness to support reality while experiencing enough limitation for meaning.

They were possibilities. Rejected possibilities. Worlds that had never been created. Lives that had never happened. Choices that had never been made. And now they were moving toward the living universe. Caelum stared. "How do you fight something that doesn't exist?" The Witness answered quietly. "You don't." Everyone looked at it. The Witness continued. "You survive it." Liana looked toward the Source. "Why is it attacking?" The Witness shook its head. "It isn't." Liana frowned. "Then what is happening?"