Eternal Ending Explained Novels & Stories

The love tucked between the lines was like honey, but it was also torturous, like poison. It had him sobbing one moment, then smiling through tears the next. Suddenly gloomy, suddenly joyful. Those two extremes kept surging through him, and the heart that had gone numb from despair began to burn again. He wondered if this was the last light before everything went dark, or the lighting of the fire that would bring back light? Nelson did not know what kind of ending waited ahead. All he could do was pray. He prayed for the secret thoughts that nineteen-year-old Sinead had recorded in her own script to be the means of his escape from the wreckage.

“It’s not over…” The void pulsed ominously, and the last words of the system echoed around her: The final choice has been made… but the game is eternal.

No more endings. Just forever.

I said, counting the three times I had to say 'end' The Cameroonian lad shook his head. "Eternity doesn't follow that principle. If something is perpetual, then it can't end. Even if it had a beginning." "Eternity is above reality," I defended my assumptions. "Eternity is reality," the Cameroonian lad cut me sharply. "Reality is relative to time. It depends on time. Eternity has no beginning."

However, these questions would come later. Grandpa Winks smiled at her question. The older gentleman stroked his beard stubble as he sat down more comfortably. He was expecting this question. And he had already prepared a reply, "We are eternals. Eternals are an ancient race, one as old as time itself. We were present when the Universe was made. And we will be in millions of years to come. Only the destruction of the universe, would cause our race to die out." Maia was startled by the answer. How could a race exist from the beginning of the cosmos itself? She looked at her ancestor in doubt, hoping the man would be clearer with his explanation.

Yet, nothing was capable of changing Eternity's ending. "Is there anything you wish to say before you die? I can fulfill one of your dying wishes, and I hope you'll be reborn as a good person in the next life. Even if you don't, I hope you don't become a villain again." Eternity buried her head at the death sentence Adrian gave her. "Is there really nothing I can do to change this? I'll repent my actions," she pleaded. "You can no longer repent for them. You chose the wrong path from the beginning. You should've already known from day one how you would end up if you chose to continue down this path."

Another Elijah? *** The End ***

"But that's sudden. We just got into a partnership. You're just going to throw it away?" I pulled her fingers off me and stepped away. "It's in its final phase. My partner can handle the rest. I have another project to handle." My stepping away hurt her heart. She stared at me, dazed. Lauren extended her trembling hand, and it hung in midair. Her instincts told her I was not coming back, but she asked, "When are you coming home?" I shook my head and put on a smile. "Never." Sorrow crept onto her face. She stared at me in disbelief. She kept trying to grab me, but I kept moving back, so she stopped. Like an abandoned puppy, she did not have the courage to move forward to someone who had just

Deborah gazed ahead, lost in thought. “Years ago, there was another man, just as reckless, just as crazy. But someone stopped him. And he died without ever seeing the person he wanted the most. Until the end, he carried that regret with him.” I lowered my head. “How did he die?” “It’s hereditary. Before he went to find you, his organs were already failing. Just like his father.” Deborah’s voice cracked. She pressed a letter and a will into my hands. “He left these for you. Whether you read them or not is your choice.”

May you enjoy your new eternity. The one without me.