Novel & Cerita Interdimensional Travel

But as to how the process worked, it seemed he actually first go to a dimension where every distance was shortened. If he desired so, it could manifest in reality, like what happened at Nathan Garcia’s place when he connected the bed and the bathroom. Likewise, if he also didn’t want it to manifest, it would not. The instance at the jet plane where he was almost mistaken for a teleporter was one where he did not invoke the mysterious dimension to show in the real world. He also once tested and if he wanted, a road could permanently appear bridging two real places. This ability did not involve that ‘dimension’.

He asks. “I don’t know, Arles. When I went there and found everything has changed, I got scared. I-” “I was scared too,” He interrupts me before I look at him in wonder. “I was scared that you’ll be lost and I won’t be able to see you again. You were the first one to travel between two realms without using portals. Portals are important to swap realms as they help to adjust the time frames and dimensions but you didn’t require that. You just used traveling sand. I think it was possible for you because you were there initially,” He explains while I continue looking at him.

The name itself was enough to give me pause. "Yeah," Rachelle continued, "think of it like the ultimate VPN. It routes signals through different universes in the multiverse. So, no matter what we’re sending or receiving, Control can’t trace it. No matter how deep they dig, they’ll never be able to track us here." I stared at her for a long moment, processing the implications. "Wait, so it routes signals through other universes? You’re telling me we’re communicating across dimensions?"

They could leave now but they didn’t want to leave their generals alone. On the side of Asadistanis, Yahya, Farhan, Ayesha and their underlings were making phone calls to various departments, national and international, to search for people with the ability to travel between dimensions. But like I told them, Meeran and Shaan were the only ones. They were also getting in touch with various research centers around the world to see if any researcher had or was on the verge of cracking interdimensional travel but no luck there either. Many of the civilians were also starting to leave the palace, hoping to reach home before the story ends.

He just breathed in the scent of her, grounding himself in the reality that the nightmare was truly over. But as they stood there in the warm sunlight of their new Eden, the Prometheus console behind them chimed. It wasn't the standard operational ping. It was a harsh, discordant frequency that made Scarlett’s cosmic blood run cold. "Alert. First Weaver," the AI broadcasted directly into their private neural link. "The dimensional distortion detected beyond the known borders has stabilized. It is not a natural phenomenon. It is a mass-transit corridor." Caleb slowly pulled back, his golden eyes narrowing as his Alpha instincts instantly shifted from peace back to war. "A portal?"

He began to focus back on his problem since Amon had just returned from his session with the timeline. It was quite a convenient talent, being able to see into the past as well as the future. Most of the time it cannot be done with full accuracy since every slight decision can change the future and lead to different outcomes, similar to the multi universe theory but nonetheless, it can guess the most probably futuristic outcome or at least the gist of it. “It seems 2 boys travelled from the human realm to the werewolf one. That must have upset the inter dimensional rift. It is most likely the cause the hell gate has significantly weakened, allowing even the higher beings through easily.”

He was only five years into his term, he was lacking information about a lot of things. He chose to go in chronological order. The first ruler hadn’t been curious about anything and just wanted to talk about himself. The second ruler had some more information about things that weren’t related to the wilderness. He struck gold on the fifth ruler of the underworld. “I believe it is possible to get outside the throne room and into the dark space beyond,” he read aloud. “I have noticed there is a weak point in anti-teleportation defense by the windows and I theorize it is possible to teleport outside if you stand on a certain square and touch the glass and imagine yourself outside.”

Misha asked, her eyes scanning the vast emptiness. "Too far to walk, not far enough to be a simple jump," I replied, squinting at the flickering data. "And the energy here… It's interfering with localized teleportation. We'll have to use one of Justin's longer-range trans-dimensional methods. It's rough, but it gets us there." "More cosmic blenders?" Damon mumbled, his eyes closed. "More cosmic blenders," I confirmed. "But with added soul-crushing despair this time. Fun for the whole family." I tapped a sequence on my phone. "Hold onto something. Or each other. Whatever. Just don't let go."

Adrian said with a faint smile. "No, this can't happen!" Keaton panicked, wanting to shout a warning to stop his companions from charging into Adrian’s trap. But Adrian sneered. "It’s no use. No matter how much you scream, they can’t hear you. Do you know where you are now? I call it a two-dimensional space." He paused, then continued, "They, however, are in a three-dimensional space. Communication between these spaces is impossible. But if you'd like, I can let you watch."

Antonia replied flatly, her voice smooth and entirely devoid of any past attachment. "I am here to execute an international merger, not to chase ghosts. Let’s get our notes ready for section five." Monica stood frozen, a cold chill of goosebumps breaking out across her arms. She realized with a sinking wave of dread that while Portia was still drowning in the unhealed trauma of the past, Antonia had genuinely, irreversibly crossed the bridge to the other side of their inverse universe. Once again, a suffocating wave of guilt flowed all over Monica, heavy and crushing. The clinical coldness in Antonia’s eyes was more terrifying than any scream of anger.