Every World Seems Not Quite Right Novels & Stories

I shrieked. “Tantrums back-to-back? Seemed pretty childish to me.” I glared at him. “You insulted me.” “You insulted me first.” He shrugged. “I’m perfectly sane, not a punching bag. I just thought since you wanted to insult me, I should return the favor… You aren’t looking so hot right now, though, just saying.” I lifted my head. “You’re talking about other worlds. There’s only one world, and you all are living in caves!”

I let the low melody of the music playing over the radio invade the sepulchre of that moment, after all, that's what we looked like. Two dead people. The harmony of What's Left from Three Doors Down resonated ironically, almost like a punch of truths scattered through every word Brad Arnold sang. "It's time for me to let you go, that's what we have to do. It's time to give this up, I think we already knew that. There's nothing left for us to talk about, there's nothing left to prove." Perfect timing, isn't it? Life is a succession of debauched events that play out right in front of you, leaving you only to accept that perhaps nothing can be done except accept the rules of the game.

"You have lived for 200 years already, had been through every part of this world. I wonder kung bakit wala ka pa ding nakikitang rason para mamuhay ng normal? Aren't this beautiful world enough reason already?" "The world ain't beautiful," giit ko. "Its painful, torturous, full of sins and dangerous. There are crimes everywhere. People who do bad deeds to others, people who lie, people who kill, people who destroy each other. I have lived for that long, and the world never changes. It's full of sufferings." And you, too. By just being kept by your own father from his relatives is already unfair.

ELIZABETH: The world was blurry when I first opened my eyes. My head throbbed like someone had taken a hammer to it, and a deep, dull ache settled in the base of my skull. I blinked rapidly, trying to force clarity back into my vision. It felt as though the air was thick, suffocating, and the room I was in was dimly lit, with shadows creeping up the walls. My arms felt strangely heavy, and it wasn't until I tried to move them that I realized they were bound. Panic surged through me like ice water in my veins.

May be we had a telepathy in between us, so he went on, “The things we do in full sanity can still go wrong. Sometimes the acts and just obeying the world tradition feel so wrong but still we do it. And no one calls us crazy. But the deeds we do without thinking. Maybe for our pleasure. Or just an instant thought. That feels just right., we end up calling ourselves crazy for that." Silence prevailed on my side. Why was he making so much sense? I swear, it was so dangerous hearing him say those things at such close proximity. To see him so close. His beauty in full glory.

A story that was never about finding the perfect world, but about building one, step by step, hand in hand. And so, the story of "Between Two Worlds" came to a close. But in my heart, I knew it wasn’t truly over—it was just beginning. With love, with family, with friends, and with dreams still yet to be realized, I knew that no matter where life took us, we would always find our way back to each other. And that was enough. --- The End

The world felt unsteady, like a ship caught in a storm, and I was lost in the churning sea of emotions. Antonio's voice sliced through the chaos, each word a lifeline attempting to anchor me. "I understand your surprise, and I deliberated whether to share this with you," he explained, his voice a steady hand that sought to guide me through the storm. But even his calm words couldn't dispel the confusion that gripped my mind, nor could they quell the unsettling feeling that something fundamental had shifted in my understanding of the world.

But something wasn't right. It didn't feel right at all. #

A familiar voice broke the silence. [Host 00730, a new world mission is now available. Would you like to accept?] Its tone was as mechanical as ever, yet somehow comforting. [As compensation for your previous experience, additional benefits have been secured.] So that was where it had been. I looked at the long list displayed in front of me, and the heaviness from the dream eased. [Human nature holds both good and bad. Don't lose hope.] The system's interface flickered softly, as if hinting at something more.

I smiled as a signal for her to stop worrying. "What did you see this time?" She asked curiously. It was the same as usual. I saw a place that was obviously not on earth. Chaos. That place is full of chaos. Every time I see it, a war is taking place and it’s not just any war. I know it sounds crazy but I think it involves magic. Pretty impossible, huh? It makes my head ache every freaking time. "The usual," I casually said before started walking again. I don't want to talk about it that much because it makes me realize even more that I’m not a normal person.