Chronicles From The Future Novels & Stories

I asked. "Desire. It is their nature turn back the time," she answered. "It is the the second time that the world revolved backwards. The first reversed was 300 years ago, the Paradis end." I froze. "What, how could that be?" I murmured. "There's no way... " "There are questions that you must answer yourself. Since you're in a different case, you're not the holder and yet you can still remember everything that happened." The curtains moved and I saw her eyes peeks, that golden eyes were like a glitter of peace.

"So what do you want to talk about, Eren ..." asked Doctor Rin who sat opposite Doctor Rin. "I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I only have a little time. I'm from the future," said Eren with a serious face. "What did you say? From the future?!” asked Doctor Rin in surprise. "Yes, I'm from 2045," replied Eren with a serious face. “Hehehe I just met a guy like you. Besides being great at changing your character and appearance, you are also good at lying," said Doctor Rin who didn't believe Eren's words. She thought Eren was just joking.

he want to make sure. Hyomi was speechless. The world seemed to stop spinning. There is something odd about the message and she guessing the error. Hyomi let hyuk to read. From: 010xxx Hey, bitch! Are you proud to interview super megastars? Your life will not be happy. You will get a dark life! Stop fucking arround!

That’s when she figured that Isabella wasn’t from here. “You must be from another time period.“ “What do you mean?” “The thing you messed with wasn’t an hourglass. It was a witching glass.” “A witching what?” “The thing you called an hourglass. I read about it in my mothers’ books. It's an hourglass that’s been enchanted to control time. This item allows a person to travel between the past, the present, and the future.” “So, am I in the past?” “Yes.” “What year is it?”

“I will show you something.” The scenery shifted. Arah blinked against a sudden burst of light, and in an instant, she was transported to a time much closer to the present. Drusden glanced around, his eyes wide, flinching at the sounds of old cars and the clamor of a nearby construction site. “W-what is this place?” he asked with awe. “This is the future,” Zephyr said, his gaze sweeping over the bustling city. “Humans have come a long way with their technology, but they are still the same vile creatures—only now, they have learned to hide their depravity better over time.”

He said his goodbye and went back to his friends. “You didn’t have to give your number you know.” Xander huffed and I rolled my eyes. He’s being childish again. “Nothing’s wrong with that, he’s going to tour us at the Uni. Poor guy, you kept glaring at him. He must’ve felt so uncomfortable…” He just shrugged and finished off his coffee. “Come on now, you have a story to get back to.” *** Music… someone’s playing Cass’s piano downstairs. Cass woke up to the song “Maybe” by Yiruma, she looked around and noticed she’s back in her room. She didn’t know what happened and how she gets back in here. The piano…

Marcel’s POV Twenty five years is a drop in the ocean to my kind, not even two percent of my life so far. It has to be said, in over a millennia, I have never awaited a moment with such eager anticipation. The convergence of so many fates, their paths influenced and manipulated by forces beyond their comprehension. Everything has played out exactly how they said it would, the chronicles have remained undiscovered until today, entrusted into the guardianship of a most unlikely friend and comrade. All the players in the future war are in place, the only thing missing from the volatile mix is a catalyst.

"You’re scaring me, Avery. But you’ve never looked more 'Certain'." He walked to the shredder and fed the Ares-Contract into the blades. As Chapter 141 closes, the "High-Gate" in the future "Collapses" forever. The "Amethyst-Children" never happen. The "Detroit-Archive" is never built. Avery is standing in 2024, a "Sovereign" without a kingdom, watching the rain fall on a world that has no idea it was just "Saved" from a "Perfect-Future."

Third-Person POV Five years later, a small-scale armed conflict had just ended at the border of Listoria. Michele stood dressed all in black outside a makeshift field medical tent. His frame was gaunt, the dark circles under his eyes etched deep with five years of relentless, sleepless exhaustion. Over the past five years, he had largely withdrawn from the day-to-day management of the Moretti family. In fact, he had become a man adrift outside the family's system.

They carried weapons scavenged from the city’s ruins, standing in neat rows that blocked the only path to the water center. "They've been waiting for us," Lia whispered, her voice trembling. Bima raised his bronze pipe, feeling the pulse of existential broth still lingering in his veins. "Then we’ll show them what it truly means to be human." Bima stepped forward, but as his first foot landed, the ground beneath them suddenly split open, revealing a chasm filled with golden, burning binary flames. The figure appeared again. Bima from the future, standing on the other side of the abyss, staring at him with a terrifyingly triumphant smile.