How To Make A Fantasy World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It didn’t matter who read it, they’d know I was right. I spent the next couple of days staring at the blueprint of the castle drawn in the sand. I would throw out a question to the forest every now and again, and occasionally I would get an answer. Life in a fantasy world was a million different types of crazy, plus talking trees. You got used to it. “Could you dig a tunnel under the castle?” “You would disturb the life under the soil?” “Is that a big deal? It’s not like there aren’t tunnels and caves and lakes of lava down there already.”

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."

Ah, I've been waiting for that question since earlier. "I'm glad you asked. You see, this is the real world. Reality. But what you're living in could be called another world, but a different world where people from the real world such as us, create plots and characters to our own liking. That is what we call a book, or a novel. We read it but you get to live a life in that world of yours with your own thoughts, dreams, ideals, ambition, interests and actions, but it will all follow according to the Author's plot. And if the story is finished, I'm not sure what happens next. And the world you are living in is called 'Endless Poison Love', its a fantasy-romance novel." I explained.

’ He took the bottle, open the lid, pour the pill on his palm, and raised his hand to his mouth. The magical planet Lei and Alex deviated to was called Fleuandert. This world was the complete opposite of scientific planets. Here, there was no science. Things like flying exist here without the need for scientific explanations. Everything was purely based on magic. No matter how illogical things like a person breathing fire in the ocean, a turtle getting tired of walking and started flying in the air, a hyena marrying a cow— producing an offspring, a bird transforming into a fish- I mean mermaid usually seem, they were a hundred percent feasible here.

(Aya’s POV) My optimism went under the bed, and my perspective hid in the closet as my hand grabbed the doorknob. I thought my hand stiffened because I could not open the bedroom door as soon as I twisted the knob. I stepped back and walked to the mirror to check on myself again. I inhaled, filling my lungs with air and slowly breathing out in my mouth. Ofelia and Marco had mentioned the possibility of their children helping in financing the business. I had been preparing my pitch for days to encourage them to support us with our plan, but I realized baking was easier than asking for investment, and discussing how we intend to return or grow their money was complicated.

” “Ooh, so what you're saying is there's a whole different world just for magical beings, just like the human world?” “Yes dear” “So this school…Oakwood school is in this mystical world?” “That is correct” “So how do we get to this world? Are we gonna take a plane or…” “Haha no child. It's a whole different world, we can't get there by human means. I'll create a portal that will haul us straight to the mystical land.” He explained. “Ooh, that makes more sense,” I said, nodding my head in understanding.

His hand rested over my stomach, tracing lazy circles. “I want to keep playing sometimes,” he murmured into my hair. “Keep the edge sharp. Keep the fantasy alive.” I smiled, sated and owned and stupidly happy. “Every anniversary,” I whispered. “And maybe… some random Tuesdays.” He laughed soft, warm, real. Then quieter: “And if we ever decide to add to the family… we’ll tell them the truth when they’re old enough. That their mother and father chose each other against the whole damn world. That the fantasy became real.”

Kisha didn’t know where she was going, she only knew she couldn’t stay at home. The argument with Corey had ended hours ago, but his words were still circling inside her head. To conquer the world together is a great deal. She wanted to prove him wrong by letting him witness what she had just seen. She had even pretended to believe him. But now, walking alone through the busy streets of Stark City, she realized how deeply those words had reached. The evening crowd moved around her. Cars honked, people laughed, street vendors called out to passing customers and music drifted from an open shop. But Kisha heard none of it clearly. She simply walked, one street became another, then another. She