Endless Thirst New World Novels & Stories

Honestly, the garbage planet was winning by a lot. “Here, drink this,” Vera said, handing the jug to the boy. “Thank you, miss,” the boy whispered. His tiny voice was rough from thirst and fear. He took the jug carefully, like it was something holy, and drank one small sip. The moment the water touched his tongue, his eyes went wide. He had not tasted real water in over three hundred years. Since they were sent here, everything they drank came from liquid food packs, bitter recycled fluids, or whatever the trading robot sold to keep bodies alive without giving them comfort. This water was fresh, cold, and a little sweet, sliding down his throat like his whole body had been waiting for it. Co

Kylie couldn’t help but ask as she walked towards the clear waters of the lake. “This cave is no ordinary one. It is called the Endless Cave, and its name is literal.” Neves explained from behind Kylie, and the Beastman could not help but sigh in amazement. There was truly nothing ordinary about this strange world. The more she learned about it, the more she believed that it was truly a world of her dreams. Nothing here seemed realistic or possible. Then again, she lived in a world where Undead and Beastmen considered themselves rivals. So in a way, neither world was realistic. Maybe she would wake up one day and realize that everything was a dream and that this place was a dream within a dr

She's thirsty, her mouth craved for water. She now laughed at the unending reasons to die. If not by the Reapers, then by hunger, or by cold, and now by thirst. Water is essential, she knows that. One can't live much longer without water. But where in the hell she will find water in this woods? She don't know. It would be easy if she can wander around and searched, but Reapers are everywhere. You'll find death first before you find water. Serra swallowed the last liquid left in her mouth.

said Erito quenching his thirst by sipping his juice again. “For one thing, they must be approaching you and trying to infiltrate into both of your lives because they want to live under the prosperity, luxuries and wealth of Frias’ big family. Isn’t it…?” asked Pierre Zhaopardy also quenching his thirst by sipping his apple juice.

--- ## Chapter 67: The Gamification of Grief Huge, holographic letters, miles high and glowing with a predatory neon green, burned across the grey shroud of the atmosphere. **[WORLD EVENT: THE QUEEN’S RECLAMATION]** **[OBJECTIVE: CAPTURE SUBJECT 01]** **[REWARD: PERMANENT UPLOAD TO THE CORE-REALITY]** **[TIME REMAINING: 23:59:59]** "Twenty-four hours," I breathed. "They’re giving the whole world twenty-four hours to hunt me."

Nike nodded her head in delight upon finding a clue as to what they should be looking for. But before he could continue his interrogation, one of the warlocks from the other group intercepted him. "Wait a moment, I just happened to recall something really weird about this place. No matter how much water we drink, it doesn't seem to quench our thirst. Instead, the more we drink the feebler we become." After some time, the third warlock from the other group speaks what was in his mind.

Eira's eyes widened at him. "You didn't tell me this before..." "Yes I did... When we had sex for the first time and you hummed at that..." Xavion Said. Eira gulped nervously, she was almost passed out when they mated, how can she recollect that and what terrified her the most that she didn't had that juice daily. She did drank that in the beginning but it had weird taste so she stopped drinking that and didn't realized that consequences can be like this. "Okay!..."

They mean nothing but my toys that I can play with when I’m bored or want to have fun. “But---” “Oohh, my best friend is really heartless. You heard that boys, right? You can go now so we can eat peacefully,” Jaira said. The guys walked out without taking the gifts that they gave for me. I looked at Jaira, “You can have them, if you want.”

She held his gaze her eyes pleading, the silence and tension between them almost deafening "One condition" he growled "next time, next incarnation, I want something more than this, I have chased for aeons next time you're mine, enter into an Elysian Oath with me" "But my vows with my sisters, I can't do this" she whispered "don't do this" "Cannot or will not" came his stern voice "I am the only God left who knows how to use that, other than those who'd use your death to enslave existence, besides I'm dead sooner or later, an Elysian Oath ensures my continued existence"

Slave 2 concerns the survival instinct of slave 1, the history they've been through was different from each of them. All other servants can't speak, is not lazy to respond to the conversation, but the taste of their meal was, silent the stomach and their mouth. Fresh, sweet, not too salty, some crunchy at the corner of meat, although they never hunger before. The crystal can exchange for a pill from Alchemy, feed their need by nutrition only. Now the actual hunger from 5 years ago was pay off, their body responds primarily to hunger and thirst. Health Potion from the system was identical with pill nutrition. The formula can be seen when a woman breastfeeding her baby, ninety percent better t