Novel & Cerita Five Worlds Book

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Her mother screaming. Lyra crying. Elias holding her. Then everything going black. Elara stumbled. “I destroyed them.” The silver-eyed creator nodded. “You did.” A tear slipped down her cheek. “How many?” “Four worlds.” Elara covered her mouth. “No.” “You were trying to save everyone.” “I killed them.” “You were overwhelmed.” “I killed them.” The Creator of Darkness stepped forward. “And that is why you created the fifth world.” Elara looked at him. “To start over.” “Yes.”

Chapter 86 — The Worlds Nobody Chose IF EVERYONE KEEPS CHOOSING BETTER WORLDS, WHO GETS TO LOVE THE WORSE ONES? The question remained beneath the handprint. Childish handwriting. No system authority. No cosmic command. Just a dead boy’s question. And behind it— worlds continued to light. Thousands. Millions. Some beautiful. Some damaged. Some peaceful. Some violent. Some had rebuilt after catastrophe. Some were still inside it.

‘I will make every last one of you pay! She climbed out and dried her body leaving the once-white towel red. Alice bandaged her wounds and dressed in the same clothes. She looked at herself in the mirror. The person staring back at her looked depleted. Who was this person? Every time she looked at herself, a stranger stared back at her. Her eyes held no life in them, only an empty shell stared back. She felt sorry for the girl in the mirror. Why can’t this person just get a break? Why does this world hate her so much that it not only tramples on her but pulls her apart?

‘Rhobart had been a God in another world,’ Ayla thought. “Your world, what was it like?” she asked. Rhobart said it was a violent world, but even chaos could be beautiful. “Do you miss it?” There had been many scholars, mages, and astronomers who claimed the possibility of other universes. Books had been written about parallel worlds and how one could travel between universes with the help of powerful spells or magical objects. Ayla had read some of those books, but she never thought much about other worlds. Not until Rhobart. Could more Gods come to her world? And if that happened, would her world be in danger?

“And the mortals? The girl who hums the air, the soldier with a herd-voice, the dog who bites lightning, the woman with the pattern-blade… and the man who knows our names?” Typhon’s eyes burned steady as forges. “They are proof of what I have said for an age: when the world was cut, pieces of the old song went with the shards. They have found a chorus. Good.” Echidna’s brow arched. “Good?” “Songs carry better when the room has heard the first verse,” Typhon said. His hand, vast and callused by mountains, closed once on the throne’s arm and dust fell like slow ash. “Let them think this victory a language. When the fire speaks back, they will discover it was only an alphabet.”

Still in shape, preserved where time never runs to eat and fade everything away. Winona draws a cunning smile on her face, as she said. “Still as pristine. I wonder if that book is still in here.” She teasingly thought. Knew and all along that the book that she means is still placed and secure within the protection of the library. The book that she loves to read from way past and always, the only book that contains the information of the seven existing worlds. “Seven deadly sins, seven worlds, and the seven books. Maybe I’ll spare a little time to read it again.”

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.

The clear voice rang out quickly, she took a deep breath and added: "Tell me, what are you going to do to help me get back to the real world, and what do I need to do next?" The other side did not seem to be surprised at Adela's quick answer, he smiled lightly: "In front of you is the setup and operation of this world. Its purpose is...to help you get through. five random worlds to return to reality." "Five random worlds?" Adela looked at the white screen in front of her eyes that was lit up with words like a computer screen, she bewilderedly asked if it was not because she was startled to find that this world was actually created because of her. Because she or not is no longer important? Wh

"You do not need to be. Your Alpha bloodline… I believe it is different from the others. Unique. Rare. That is likely why the book accepted you." One of the elders whispered, "Am I the only one who is confused?" "No," another replied immediately. "We are ALL confused." "Realms… demons… a living book…" "What is happening to our world?" I didn't blame them. Their entire worldview was collapsing in one afternoon. I sighed and said, "Explaining it will take days, and you still won't understand. We need solutions—not confusion." I looked at the seer again. "We'll need your help." She nodded respectfully. "Anytime, Alpha."