Escaping The World Novels & Stories

My body lay motionless on the bed. Only then did I understand. I was dead. I was nothing but a wandering spirit. The system’s final words echoed through my mind. [Do you really think destroying me means you’re free?] [I left you a parting gift.] Why? After everything I had done, after all the pain I had endured, why was I still trapped here? Panic rose inside me. No. There had to be a way home. I tried everything I could think of. Nothing worked. I could not leave this world.

The cab surged forward, smoothly merging into the quiet nighttime traffic. I sank back into the seat, my trembling hands clutching my phone tightly against my chest. The mansion was shrinking in the distance, disappearing behind a row of towering city buildings. A breathless, disbelieving laugh escaped my lips, quickly turning into a tearful sob of pure relief. I was out. The brothers couldn't reach me here. I pulled out my phone to text Nina that I was on my way. A single, beautiful realization grounded me: I was finally on the run, and tomorrow, my real family would be waiting.

He didn't even look down when he dropped the bottle. The doctor came and checked my pupils and blood pressure, then said, "It's a miracle! This is an unprecedented case!" Lying on the bed, I listened to them, but my mind was in a mess. The system's voice rang out again. "Host, Charles gave up his own life in exchange for you to start a new life in another world. This is my final word. Goodbye." I lay on the bed. The golden rays of light spilled in from outside, casting a soft hue on the back of my hand.

However, she suddenly thought of me and grabbed my hand tightly. "Come with me. If anything happens to Vee, I'll make your life hell too!" I naturally struggled, unwilling to go. "How can you abandon the entire kingdom and leave, Mother?" She immediately sneered coldly, "Do you really think I don't know your schemes? Do you think you're worthy of my throne?" I had no choice but to claim illness in public. I was forced to follow Mother onto the carriage. The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen.

It started small, like a spark, then grew, filling every nerve, every fibre of her being. “Go! Go now, Clara!” her grandmother urged, her eyes glistening with tears and pride. Before Clara could question it, the warmth exploded outward. Time itself seemed to shiver. The firelight warped and stretched, the screams became distant echoes, and the ground beneath her feet disappeared. One moment, she was on scorched earth. The next, she was falling. The world around her blurred, colours and shapes twisting in impossible ways. She felt weightless, suspended between moments, suspended between worlds. Then, as suddenly, as it began, it ended.

"You will." The woman smiled. "He already knows." Evelyn turned. "What does he know?" The woman walked closer. "The truth about what happens when you refuse to choose." The ground opened. A vision appeared beneath Evelyn's feet. A city. People running. Buildings collapsing. Hope standing in the center of the street. Dream beside her. David was there too. All three were trapped. Evelyn gasped. "Where are they?" "Inside the returning worlds." "Why?" "Because you pulled them back."

Elias: “Ask them.” Elena looked at the four. “You don't have to disappear.” The nurse stared. “Where do we go?” “The Many domain.” “City.” “Another stable reality if accepted.” “No forced identity assignment.” The engineer whispered: “We'd leave our world.” Elena’s voice broke. “Your world may no longer happen.” The six-year-old sobbed. Possible Lucas looked at him. Then at current Lucas. “Can we come there?” Elena immediately said: “Not automatically.”

I continued to organize my bag before getting ready to leave our classroom. "Ade, will your grandfather attend the upcoming business conferen—" Sancha's words were cut short by the shrill screams of our female classmates. What exactly is that? Is there a celebrity? "What is it?" Sancha expressed her perplexity. I didn't respond because I, too, was perplexed. Sancha, being the nosy person she is, immediately stooped up and exited the room. My eyes widened as she screamed as well. "Adeline, please come here! Please hurry!"

Cold. Like stepping between breaths. The world shifted. And I held on. Because if I let go— He would be gone. And I wasn’t letting him escape again.