Infinite Timeline Novels & Stories

8 TIME IS REBORN "Pete has seen what he had never seen before. He met himself, but of the past. And his past saw his future, thus, creating a timeline and birthing the first time loop. These were the actions caused by him, actions that were indeed unknown to him or anyone else."

"Parallel universes. Going back to our previous lessons, which are the idea that space-time is flat, the number of possible particle configurations in multiple universes would be limited to 10^10^122 distinct possibilities, to be exact. So, with an infinite number of cosmic patches, the particle arrangements within them must repeat — infinitely many times. This means there are infinitely many "parallel universes": Cosmic patches the same as ours that contain someone exactly like you, as well as patches that differ by just one particle's position, patches that differ by two particles' positions, and so on down to patches that are different from ours.

“Some wars decide kingdoms. Some decide universes. But the first war decided whether existence itself deserved to survive.” The gigantic door beyond reality continued opening. Slowly. Relentlessly. ⚡🚪⚡ Every second it opened wider, the universe became more unstable. Stars flickered. Galaxies distorted. Entire timelines began overlapping. Past and future collided. 🌌 Ilyaan could see fragments of impossible events appearing before his eyes. A future where the Father ruled alone.

When she spoke, her voice was the sound of ancient pages crumbling to dust. "Twenty-nine Hungry merging would create what we called, in the language before language, the Infinite Mouth. A singularity of consumption so absolute that it does not just eat matter or energy or concepts. It eats possibility itself. Every future, every potential, every path not yet taken. If the Infinite Mouth forms and reaches Earth, there will be no tomorrow. For anyone. Ever." Jack looked at the countdown timer on the tactical display. Three hours and fifteen minutes. He looked at the transaction data glowing on Ben's holographic screens. Three hundred and forty-seven trillion credits of fraudulent overcharges.

" The words hit Jace like knives. His eyes widened. Slowly, he turned toward the glass doors and looked at his future self standing outside. Twenty-eight-year-old Jace had gone just as pale. "How... How is that possible...? "She was with me for money... She wanted me to take care of her forever..." Older Jace muttered under his breath as he stumbled back. Crash. His foot hit a ceramic vase, sending it shattering across the floor. The jagged pieces scattered everywhere, like something far more important had just started breaking apart. Younger Jace pulled away from Olivia, panic rising in his chest.

This was not her at all. She remained standing. Waiting. She knew someone would come to get her. One hour. Two hours. Still, no one came, but she did not dare move. She also did not close her eyes. In fact, she was afraid of closing her eyes. She did not want to go back just yet. She wanted to enjoy this time alone. Even if she was in someone else’s body. I’m sure they wanted their body back but she wanted to be selfish this time and experience something else other than cleaning and mopping. Soon enough, at the three-hour mark, someone came. She walked unhurriedly in without looking anywhere else. They looked at each other in silence before the lady sighed. In Tea’s mind, her name flashed.

"I've found something in the family archives that you need to see." "Not tonight," Myles replied. "Nova is asleep. I'm not leaving her alone." "Tomorrow then," Alden said. "First thing. Because what I've found changes everything about how we approach this situation." After disconnecting, Alden returned to the files and continued reading through centuries of meticulously documented obsession, separation, and cosmic warfare. And with each page, his certainty solidified that this timeline was going to be different. This time, there would be no separation. This time, the cycle would break permanently.

However, he could see nothing but darkness. James murmured, “The Boundless Road is also known as the Provenance. It allows one to travel to the one hundred and eight Infinity Cities and back to the beginning of time.” In the past, James thought the beginning of time referred to the birth of the Twelfth Universe.

Leo asked, his voice shaking slightly as he realized the sheer, unprecedented scale of Vivian’s strategic vision. ​"The lowlands are secure, and Evelyn’s automated defensive firewalls can manage the atmospheric monopoly from the central spire bunker," Vivian stated, her gaze shifting to the secondary navigation monitors mapping the vast, radioactive expanse of the uncharted continental frontier. "But the source of the timeline loop—the absolute zero point that keeps trying to reset our lives—is sitting beyond the Sector 9 wastes. We march in twenty minutes."

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m