It's Been 3000 Years Novels & Stories

He was ancient, spoke in a monotone, and expected me to memorize centuries of history in one afternoon. "House Rashad ruled for three hundred years," he droned. "Established trade routes with the eastern kingdoms. Created the currency system still in use today. Your great-great-grandmother brokered the Peace of the Three Rivers, ending a twenty-year war with the northern territories." "Can we maybe focus on recent history? Like, things that might actually help me not die?" "History is cyclical, Your Highness. To understand the present, you must understand the past." "I understand that people want to kill me. That feels pretty present."

For some like me, I just wanted to know what was going on around here. “Hello, newcomers,” Rad greeted with a high voice. “Welcome, welcome to the two thousand and eighteen years of Game of Heavens and Earth.” Two thousand and eighteen years! Like the current year? Was that how long this Game had been? The crowd went silent for a while before erupting into an uproar. Rad coaxed us to calm down so he could explain.

Caspian said. After pondering for a moment, Bowen Pullman organized his words and said, "Three Sages Mountain is actually an ancient tomb. The one buried in the tomb is an emperor about 20,000 years ago." "Twenty thousand years ago." Caspian and Yvonne Johnson glanced at each other. Whether it was Heavenly Stars Sect, the Green Paradise Sect, or Dark Moon Sect, the establishment of a sect only took two or three thousand years. The Heaven's Edge Sect had been established about ten thousand years ago.

“That’s right. The birth of Jesus of Nazareth effectively split time for our modern age. Years were measured differently then, but during the reign of Constantine all of that was changed. All right, anything else?” “The third millennium . . . well a thousand years is one millennium, so wouldn’t that be three thousand years?” “No. The words say at the dawn of the third millennium. So that would be now. We live in this beginning. The first millennium includes the years zero to one thousand, the second from one thousand to two thousand, and now we are in the third. So we are rapidly approaching great devastation and upheaval, the likes of which this world has never seen, correct?” Blakeney prom

The number was incomprehensible. "How old are you?" I asked before I could stop myself. "Rude question," Cassius said, but he was smiling. "But I'll indulge you. I was turned three thousand, two hundred and forty-six years ago. I was a king even in my mortal life. Some habits never die." Three thousand years. He'd been alive when Selene was alive. When the Great Division happened. "Did you know her?" I asked. "The First Luna. Selene."

“Think long and hard about why.” She disappears again. Leaving me in my cell. Three hundred years. Most Lycans live five hundred or more. I could very well see the sun again.

in an era of time where slavery was an approved trade, Naomi and her family were constrained to the Stanley's family, noble, respected. That is, until the fiftieth year. The fiftieth year was symbolic for freedom and every slave was free to leave if they wanted. But can Naomi and her family last till that year without things changing drastically. She tells her story, from some time where things took a different turn from the normalcy of her life. 22years into the fifty years, 8 years to the fiftieth year.

- It was Trigon, around him, trying to turn his face, his mouth was dry, being naked, he didn't seem to be on Earth, damn it, his mouth, dry, his body limp, hungry and heavy, paralyzed. - What you want? – Riyjin Tsuki questioned. – How long have I been here? – He questioned him. - Here, you've been for a thousand years, out of here, it's been a month. – Trigon said. - Time works differently. – Riyjin Tsuki said. Then, remembering his two-round mission, he received a clue from a demon, a way to defeat him, heading towards a temple from the Babylonian period over 3,000 years ago.

she said. “How long?” I was almost weeping. “About seven thousand years ago,” her voice came from a great distance at super photon speed to knock me down on to her lap.

“One hundred?” She shook her head. “Try three hundred.” I gasped. “Three hundred?!” “Yes,” she said. “Maybe even more. He was born during the moon fire season. That was over three centuries ago.” I couldn’t believe it. “I know. He looks like he just hit thirty.” I laughed. “Yeah.” She leaned forward. “you should know we age differently when compared to humans. We live for so long as we age slower.” My eyes were still wide. “So… he’s three hundred, and I’m barely thirty.”