Impossible Is Nothing Novels & Stories

“It’s possible.” Jameson looked at her, raising his brows. “Is it? Because, it really doesn’t feel possible.” Soraya’s face was inscrutable. “Everything that’s made can also be unmade.” Maxwell exhaled slowly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Even something like this?” She nodded. “Even that.” A frigid silence stretched between us. Maxwell’s gaze remained fixed on me. “And if we can’t?”

Before creation. There was only two things. ⸻ Possibility. ✨ And Null. 🖤 ⸻ One represented everything that could happen. ⸻ The other represented everything that never could. ⸻ For eternity they existed together. ⸻ Balanced. ⸻ Equal. ⸻ Opposites. ⸻ 🌙 The First Choice Then something impossible happened. ⸻ Possibility made a choice. ⸻ The first choice. ⸻

Meant everything becoming nothing. And that was unacceptable. Unbearable. Impossible to accept. So we showed. We proved. We convinced. Or we died trying. Together. For everything.

I attacked The Nothing. My sword entered its darkness. Nothing happened. I attacked again. Still nothing. The End grabbed my shoulder. You're wasting your power. Then tell me what to do! You cannot fight emptiness with force. Then what can I fight it with? The End looked at my son. Meaning. I froze. What? The Nothing is emptiness. It can consume anything that exists. But it cannot consume what has meaning. I looked at my son. Then we give him meaning. I turned toward my family.

But before I could make a step, my jaw dropped in shock when all of a sudden, he was already in front of me, blocking my way. "How did you..." my voice faded midway in both shock and wonder. I don’t know if I’m just delusional. But he was sitting there on the blockade, right? It was impossible in a second that he was able to cross our distance. It's damn impossible. "You saw it right, Katherine. I can make impossible things possible," he said as if he saw the question in my eyes. I looked at him, trying to figure out something. But... there's no logical scientific reason that could justify what he has done.

Sabrina, you'll come back like this too, won't you? There were so many things coming through to me that I did not even notice the tissue box was strange. When the system rebooted, it told me it could not erase my memories. [Liam's obsession with the host is at Level 99. Memory wipe is not possible.] I scowled, annoyed, thinking that this was like a bad dream that would not end. [People from other worlds can't break through the barrier, can they?] The system had promised that before. Now, it was clear the system was a mess and not to be trusted.

"*The Neverwere exist despite impossibility. These beings exist* because *of it. They've made impossibility their fuel.*" The Insistence carried gifts. The four-sided triangle offered us a shape that could contain anything—a geometric form that had infinite interior volume while occupying no space. Through Protection, Dimitri immediately recognized its value. "A shield that takes up nothing but protects everything. Impossible architecture made functional through sheer refusal to obey spatial logic." The impossible number offered mathematics that operated beyond calculation—equations that could express truths no logical system could derive. Caelum absorbed these with something approaching rap

“I won’t make it.” “You will. Trust me,” Ishida told her. “Weren’t you the one who told me that nothing is impossible? Now I repeat your words: ‘Everything is possible.’ Jump now!”

Just action, just emotion, just a dream of mine that you should live, that you must live. Continue to breed. Leave a mark. Innocent is he who doesn’t even start, but you have also reached some travel spot. Now to not retreat. Begin within. Rebegin from the spot ahead. From within, you cannot be retired. Life cannot stand the death’s hit. You fight back every enemy so that your every friend lives. You do not dwell on impossibility. You make things, construct things as possible.

she said reciting the words from the book and I smiled slightly. "If you live in the past and wallow in pain, you only damage your future and people around you," I repeated remembering her meaning of the poem "You remembered," she said surprised and I released a small laugh. "I remember the smallest of details when it comes to you," "You're stronger than you believe," I told her "It stems from you," "From me?" "Hannah you make me feel as if I can do or be anything I put my mind to," "Because you can," I replied looking at her, she was absolutely perfect, brave even and she was as close to mine as she could be.