I Am The Universe Novels & Stories

waiting for a "Sync." "Dominic, we’ve 'Defaulted' on the 'Universe' itself," Avery whispered, her voice a "High-Frequency-Clear" that echoed through the "Void-Marrow." "The 'Violet-Spring' was a 'Bridge,' but the 'Absolute-Zero' is the 'Foundation.' We aren't 'Saving' the world anymore. We’re 'Becoming' the 'Silence' that 'Allows' the world to 'Be'."

“No one in this universe can escape karma. Not even your moon goddess. She can delay her trial, but she cannot escape it. Her karma would find a way to her. It has found a way to her through us. Us who are mere puppets of the universe.” “What are you playing at?” My tone was harsher and more impatient. “Universe is always working in your favor. It brings to you what you summon. You summon negativity. It brings that to you. You summon positivity. It brings that to you. You summon weakness, you become weak, you summon strength, you become strong. Universe is merely a waiter at your service. It brings to the table what you order it to.” Illumi went on in a psychic tone as though he was giving m

“Meanwhile, the one who manages a universe is called a Macrocosm Ancestral God. Theophanes, the one who created the Heavenly Path of the Twelfth Universe, is a Macrocosm Ancestral God. The same goes for the other eleven universes. Not only that, there is more than one Macrocosm Ancestral God in other universes. If it weren’t for the fact that Lord Theophanes had to be wary of the Macrocosm Ancestral Gods of other universes, he wouldn’t have allowed you people to run amok,” Ludwig said nonchalantly.

"What is happening?" The Architect looked at her. For once, the ancient woman’s expression held no mystery, no secrets. There was only honesty. "The first lie is ending." The statement made no sense. Ava frowned. "The first lie?" The Architect nodded slowly, then pointed toward the stars. "No one created the universe. The universe created itself." The network fell silent. "That's what everyone believes," the Architect continued. A chill ran down Ava’s spine because she suddenly understood. The Architect wasn't stating a fact; she was describing the lie.

Each individual's authentic expression contributed to the collective symphony of the cosmos, enriching the tapestry of life with diverse perspectives, talents, and experiences. Through the boundless expanse of time and space, Luna's message echoed, calling all beings to embrace their authentic selves and live their lives in alignment with their deepest truths. The universe celebrated the unique essence of every being, recognizing that it was through the authenticity of each individual that the cosmos unfolded its infinite potential. With every step taken towards authenticity, the universe rejoiced, for it knew that the truest and most beautiful expression of existence could only emerge from

His loud voice was like a sweet refuge for Zandorians as he proclaimed the words that filled his Spirit. “The universe is a vast place. Many planets dominate the realms and several gods rule over it. This universe has faced several trying times. Wars have torn apart worlds and destroyed some god clans. To curb this chaos the universe created its own hero. It birthed its own protector. This protector was referred to as the Supreme!” *Boom* A large bolt of lightning lit up the sky in response to Ray’s words. And with its appearance the tension of most was eased.

"They want us to be... gods?" "Not gods, Daximus," Isabella Steele’s voice came from behind us. She had arrived with the Vanguard, standing at the edge of the obsidian path. "Custodians. If you accept the sphere, you control the physics of the universe. You can end the entropy. You can ensure the road never crumbles. But..." "But what?" I asked, looking at the True Architects. < THE CUSTODIAN MUST REMAIN AT THE SOURCE. TO HOLD THE UNIVERSE TOGETHER, YOU MUST BE APART FROM IT. >

"Choose coexistence. Learn from me. Grow beyond your limits. Or I choose for you." A newborn making cosmic threats. The Unmakers recoiled. "You threaten us? You are infant." "I am infant and ancient simultaneously. I exist in all timelines. I have already lived my entire life. I am being born and dying of old age right now. I know every moment of my existence. And I know that if you force my hand, I will stop you." "How?"

she questioned, perplexed. "Did you forget something?" I uttered while raising an eyebrow. Her forehead furrowed together and then her face lit up. "How did I even forget that you are now the Goddess of Creation and Universe?! Yay! I can't wait for that to happen!" she beamed happily and hugged me again. "Wait, what? Who's the Goddess of Creation and Universe?" We looked behind us and saw Mirai with a confused expression. “Me!” Leena and I answered at the same time. And Mirai was even more confused and slightly scratched her head frustratedly.

It said "REMAIN_V1.0" The entire universe—the Real, the Simulated, the Father, the Son—was all part of a single, original program written by a civilization that had died a billion years ago. And the "Delete Key" was the only way to truly be free.