Escaping The World Novels & Stories

A storage facility for souls waiting to be ground into fuel. "We can't save them all," Walter said quietly. "We don't have the time. The resources. We barely saved Sarah." "I know that," I said. But the words tasted like ash. "I know we can't." "We have to keep moving," Axel said. His voice was gentle but firm. "Find the exit. Get to the next world. If we get caught here, we die. And then we can't stop any of this. Ever." He was right. I hated it. Hated him for being right. Hated myself for agreeing. But he was right.

I’m tired of having a contract I had no idea signing binding me to this loathsome place. Beyond this forest, beyond the wolf packs, there’s a whole different world. A world where were-folk were still creatures of myth and legend. A world where no one knew what a stealer was. A world where I could just be Callista, a normal 18-year-old girl, and live my life under my command. And I need to get the hell out of this place to do that. I have to escape.

“A question which actually isn’t the major concern. But I’ll tell you one thing. If you dare try to escape, because it’s only expected of you to want to run from me, you won’t be able to get to the world beyond.” “Uhn!” Lucas exclaimed softly, not knowing whether to believe the man or not. “Yeah. To make things more understandable for you, I am the passage to the lost world of herbs, which only means without me, you can’t go into the lost world of herbs. So, now, I hope you know that it is only unwise of you to run from me. And if you have enough time to waste, you can actually run from me, and when you realize you’ve been wasting your time, you’ll come back, and definitely meet me here.”

Kays studies me with narrowed eyes for a few seconds, thinking. “Even if that happens, I can’t send you back,” he says while watching the dying flames. His words disappoint me. “I’m not strong enough. And jumping between worlds isn’t that easy,” the brunette explains. “To return, someone from your world would have to summon you — and you’d have to accept the invitation. Just like you ended up here by accepting one, it works the same the other way.” “Like… a phone call,” I think to myself. “What?” the guard doesn’t understand.

When I heard the door open I knew it was Blue ,and when I heard a gun go off. Caught inbetween shock and pain, I couldt stop screaming.I felt a prick on my thigh then blackness . The weirdest thing about being unconscious is that; your thoughts still process and things start to make sense. What doesn't make sense is Duncan being alive. What the damn hell ? He was related to Rosa ... He wasn't a Massa. I don't want to regret a decision I took ... I just pray that that; tonight goes as planned.

I was running in a world so dark; so cold A world which felt like a prison A world voided of meaning and comfort A world that ran parallel to Terra Australis I was running in a world so eerie; so mysterious A world whose floor is nothing but stone filled with water that got deeper with every step A world that will snatch you of calm and reason A world that reflected true silence I was running in a world so dark; so desolate A world that kept secrets A world that covered its true purpose beneath its aquatic sheets

How can I prevent a world from ending if I can't even save my planet from that same tragedy? "That's why I came! I'm here to assist you to accumulate enough points for your improvement. Physical and mental enhancement and different items were some of the things you can redeem if you have enough points. Once you completed these tasks and successfully save the world from its tragedy, you can ask for another wish by using the excess points you collected!" It said enthusiastically Great, but wait a minute "Do I need these points to redeem my world?" I asked, raising a brow in motion. "Yep!" It even shakes its ball-shaped body.

Somewhere below, people were laughing in rooftop bars, arguing in traffic, planning weddings and business meetings… Completely unaware the world was already beginning to rot. My fingers tightened. A pantry full of canned food wouldn’t save us anymore. Not if the timeline kept accelerating. I needed to understand the Sovereign Space better. Needed to know exactly what kind of miracle—or weapon—I had been given. I lowered myself onto the living room floor, exhaling slowly as I closed my eyes. “System…” I whispered softly. “Expand.” The silver interface inside my mind shimmered. Then the world vanished.

Alex, freed from the bindings and the draining ritual, collapsed onto the ground, utterly drained. Wilson, his body wracked with pain and exhaustion, knew he had a split second to act. With a final surge of magic, he ripped open a portal, a shimmering tear in the fabric of reality. This was a world he had long ago created, a sanctuary hidden away from the prying eyes of the world. It wasn't perfect, but it would have to do. "Alex!" he barked; his voice hoarse. "Get through the portal!" Understanding flickered in Alex's fading eyes. With a last burst of strength, they stumbled through the portal, collapsing on the other side. Wilson, his body screaming in protest, followed them, slamming the

Just as I finished grabbing a sandwich and a soft drink, the phone rang. "Hello!" The other end of the line seemed to have encountered something dire, and the voice was a little panicked: "Brother... Hurry up to the 'Stolen Heaven' to save me." This voice belongs to Haley... Eric frowned: "What are you doing there?" "...There's no time to explain. They're about to burst through the door. Hurry up and save me." Through the phone, the noisy sound and the scolding transmitted into his ears, getting louder and louder. Eric paid the money and hurriedly said: "Okay, stay in there and try to delay the time; I'll come right away."