Romans & histoires Fantasy Worlds

Nothing is missing, because she is happy. With him, her world revolved as an avid fan. What can a fangirl give for her idol? Unconditional love. Love without waiting for anything or something in return. Because she was happy and contented see his face then on TV. She did not know, and she did not realize that days, months, and years have passed that she sees nothing is missing in his life even though she has no love life. Because her day is complete as long as she can watch his drama series on TV.

She was suprises that they know what world she came from. "How did you know?" "You see there are three worlds in this dimension. The world of abilities, the world of humans, and the world of monsters. The three worlds are parallel to each other. Thousands of years ago the three worlds were friendly and united, but then he came and ruled the monster army. He broke our vows to never attack another world. He commenced wars against us and your world. He transported the army of monsters to the other two worlds and ordered them raise havoc and chaos."

The World of Fantasy and the World of Reality sound very different from one another, yet, they exist together in a parallel line although one of them wasn't a straight line. The context of the two worlds was best described as, the World of Reality was a straight line whereas the World of Fantasy was a spiral that exists around the straight line, spiralling it or cushioning it securely. The two exist together to support one another and thus, creating another knowledge that no one was able to interpret before. Jennet sighed while hugging her knees. "No one would believe it if I say that I married a God of Comfort. Surely everyone will call me crazy."

She set it on the perfect spot, slowly climbed up, and sat on the wooden plank as she pulled out an ordinary thick book from the shelf with the caption, "Enchanters." Yuna stroked the rough leather surface of the book, amused by how she doesn't feel any sign of dust on it. She slowly lifted it open, and a page full of culture and illustration was what she saw. After being stunned, she read every page and broadly memorized them. "Nevaeh" This world is named Nevaeh and yes, she was in another world and not in another dimension. There are four kingdoms standing and ruling their own lands.

Despite both of them were very real, thanks to the setting, and also since we were on earth, everything seems like a fantasy world that I just made up. “You all see here…this is the world that I called…Fantasma….it’s a world of Medieval fantasy…where there’s a swords, monsters, dragon…and everything that you can Imagine..magics too…I want you all to keep this in mind….these is the setting that I wanted….the vibes had to be maintained as it is…no matter what…”.

CHAPTER80-I KNOW NOW Xena braced herself for whatever story she was going to hear. She rolled her eyes and there didn't seem to be any hint of happiness on her face. "Long ago, there were three realms. The first realm, the second realm and of course the third realm. The people there lived in peace and unity, they even married each other until tragedy struck. A regular human killed someone with an ability and it angered the goddess so much. She trusted that they could all work together but she felt stabbed in the back. So because of that, the king of the first and second realm went to different sources for a solution.

Soren can’t decide where to look but settles on Arthur as he slowly moves down the ladder. “Misty, we’ve spoken about the portal. You know my stance,” Arthur says while Ryatt picks up the books he let fall to the ground. “You didn’t go to another realm. Our world is large. Crescent Falls and Eastonia share a continent, but there are others. Other kingdoms. Other undiscovered worlds. Other… undiscovered beings.” Misty, also a historian, frowns at Arthur. “We have no proof.” “We have these,” Arthur says, patting the books Ryatt just placed on the table.

I whispered. “The border between worlds. It is a place with no beginning and no end. Everyone dreams of it, some know of it, and few understand it. It is the fabric binding realms together. The place where myths are made,” he said, eying a particularly drunk looking fairy, goblet in hand, who stumbled and collapsed into a woozy heap. “Or, it's the place one comes to get piss-drunk and party until the Apocalypse.” I cringed as the fairy belched. “So, do you live here?”

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.

“No, it's nothing. Is there any other topic you would like to talk to me about? " "Ah ... yes, I understand." Gregar changed the topic of conversation and focused on the monsters. This world was very similar to the typical Magic and Fantasy world in that it had monsters and other fantastic creatures. There were Dwarves, Elves, Forest Fairies, Magical Beasts (such as unicorns), Goblins, Orcs, Ogres, Beastmen, and other types of Monstrous Humanoids. There were even Beastman countries out there somewhere.