Eternal Universe Novels & Stories

Pete walks in on them, however didn't drag the attention of anyone. "There are a total of 10 realms in our supernatural universe. Eregdrix, Raphael's realm, Marvava, Gefion's realm, the land of the gods, Earth, the bridge of life and death, Heaven, hell and the bridge of the fates. The thing is out of all these realms, Heaven and hell are not movable, they are rigid in their foundation. The realm which we considered Raphael's realm hasn't turned out to be a realm however if it does, it will be rigid as well. With these three realms cleared, we have Eregdrix, Marvava, Gefion's realm, Land of the new gods, Abaddon, bridge of life and death and finally earth."

I needed the money, so I stuck with it. "Because apparently it will get better,” I replied. “But I don't think my life's going anywhere." "Don't worry, Skyky. I feel that way too." "Your life hasn't even begun yet!" "Neither has yours," he winked. I know what you're thinking. A heavy conversation to have with a nine year old. But seriously, this was nothing. We discussed philosophy and facts about the world. He was a genius. "It is going to get better." He patted my arm. "Trust me."

And years from now, I would come to relive the worst of my nightmares, those memories embedded deep in my soul, with no hope of release. My eternal prison.

Grace Winter gave a kick on her stomach. "Don't ever appear in front of me. If you do, It will be your last day" Jarel Hall gave her a warning before he left the place with Grace Winter. Back to the present, Katherine thought after the graduation from high school her life will become better, but she was wrong once again. She will never able to escape from this hell. She wants to end everything. Katherine punched the mirror with the strength she has. It was cracked all over the place. Katherine took a piece of glass and slit her wrist. The blood dripped from her wrist and reached the floor. Katherine was happy thinking that she was going to have an eternal sleep which she was longing for. Kat

Looking up towards the Trust’s highest floors, it seemed it couldn’t be nearly so far to the ground as her panicked mind had told her it was. Suspended in that still strange instant from the inexorable flow of change under the vast and gloomy gray sky, at once lifted and falling, at once frozen and fluid, Evelyn saw every part of the immortal moment, as surely God must. Just it, and Mr. James’ warm wrist still clutched tightly in her other hand and she, trapped together above the power of time, blindly staring into the eternal spaces of depthless existence.

“Refuse to end.” A chill moved through existence. The First Queen lowered her gaze. As if she already knew the answer. The Last Witness continued. “When a universe dies, some beings cannot accept it.” The approaching figures became slightly clearer. They cling to existence. The shadows continued moving. They survive the death of their reality. Nyros crossed his arms. “That does not sound impossible.” The Last Witness looked at him. “It becomes impossible after the first million years.” Nyros immediately fell silent. The balance trembled. The Last Witness continued. They continue existing after their stories end.”