Interdimensional Traveller Novels & Stories

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.”

The crystalline halls echoed with voices speaking in dozens of languages as Gatekeepers from other dimensions visited daily. More importantly, they brought oaths of alliance and stark warnings about threats I hadn't yet imagined. In response to this new reality, I established the Interdimensional Assembly, a council comprising delegates from over thirty known realms. The great hall of Hollowshade was expanded through magical architecture, its walls stretching into pocket dimensions to accommodate representatives who existed in forms ranging from humanoid to pure energy to geometric patterns of living thought.

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?"

“Now someone please take me home. I need about sixteen hours of sleep before we attempt an impossible interdimensional rescue.” “You’re not doing this alone,” I said firmly. “I’m coming.” “Me too,” Kaden added. “And us,” Maya and Ghost said together. “Family rescue mission,” Kai said with a grim smile. “Perfect. Haven’t had one of those in months.” “You’re all insane,” Elder Thorne said, but he was smiling. “But I’ll coordinate with the Harmonic Collective. Get them prepared for dimensional travel. And pray to the Moon Goddess that this works.”

, George said, "You wanted to know about the girl and what happened to her after you left. She was saved just after two hours of you being gone. Everyone in the mob was killed by men sent by Kenneth family. And about her present location and where about" "Did you find it?" Valentine asked. "I am sorry but the more recent the past time gets the Teleporter struggles even more", there was a pause in his voice, "like someone is blocking that time period" "Who can?" "It's hard to even imagine someone other than me could guess its algorithm." "You want to say in the future you are doing this", Valentine mocked. "That's a more suitable answer actually. The fact that this machine could time travel t

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.

The air crackled with an unnatural energy colors unseen by human eyes, sounds that resonated deep within their minds. They had done it: activated the portal, but now they were caught in a realm where the rules of physics, time, and morality no longer applied. This was the dimension of the Dimensional Drift, a place where every possibility existed simultaneously, where multiple versions of themselves coexisted, each with their own memories, desires, and fears.

At that hour, in worlds of sweet sand that were made by the rays of the gods, fruits that were born in the clouds, wines from stills where worlds were turned inside out, giant fruits that were produced. Fairs of sweets and typical fruit foods that never existed on Earth. In the meantime, Riyjin Tsuki began to negotiate with each of the manufacturers, each wanted something from someone else to produce or trade, so he thought of a form of interdimensional free trade, when he saw that each of them wanted peace or peace. ways to move to other dimensions. There was a wide dimensional market that he could open and expand to new flavours and tastes. The theory was that with Lysandra's help, he woul

He suddenly said, "Master, why do you have to go to Mount Bronc if your goal is to rescue Augheimer? We can go to the ruler's residence and rescue Augheimer and bring him along to the upper dimension. That way, we don't have to face Odysseus." "This timeline occurred because of you. If you return to the lower dimension in the end, then everything will vanish. However, you will never be able to travel to the middle dimension or the upper dimension again. Can you do that?" asked Sade with a cold glint in his eyes. Wilbur clenched his jaw and replied, "I can do it." "Alright. I'll take you to the middle dimension in that case," said Sade. Sade and Wilbur vanished again. Then, they appeared at t

I say and my parents drop their forks. "A parallel universe?" Mom asks. "How did he get here then?" Dad asks. "Well, my invention brought him here by accident. I call it the Inter-Universal Teleportation Machine 1.0. It transports objects and people," I explain, holding Travis, "from one universe to another. It's amazing isn't it?" "It is." Dad agrees. "The name's lame," Aimee comments with a deadpan tone. "You can call it the ITM-1, it's more catchy."