It's Been 3000 Years Novels & Stories

Her curiosity was a flicker of light in the darkness of my life, a sign of her interest in me and my world. "Well... to start with, I'm the oldest here... by about 400 years or so." Her gasp was unexpectedly pleasing, making me grin as I continued, "I'm just over 1200. I was born in...well, around 880 AD." The numbers were drastic, a testament to the centuries I had traversed and the epochs of human history I had witnessed. To her, my age was a concept as foreign and vast as the night sky, filled with stars and untold stories.

"But you're 365 or 366 years old!" "What's your point?" he asked, confused at my outburst. I gaped at him, not knowing how he couldn't see the wonder in the situation. "You've been friends for over three hundred years?" I asked, trying to clarify the situation. I watched as Sol nodded his head and pulled me back toward him. "I suppose so… It doesn't feel like it at all though." "Three hundred years," I breathed out. "I can't imagine living for three hundred years. God, the things you two must have seen together…"

asked Rinchen in a slightly muffled voice. It was clear that his bodily functions had not completely returned quite yet. Amidst his shock, Bassan said, "It's the year 2023 now, honorable ancestor." "2023," Rinchen said, blinking slowly. "It's been over three thousand years." He began to move his body as he spoke, trying to get out of the coffin. Just then, however, Bassan's expression flashed viciously from where he had his head bowed. He roared out loudly, and the super stone giant came stomping over, swinging an enormous fist toward Rinchen.

Shrushaw added. Suchihero was speechless, the day Toshani was born, he knew she was special. Their family had been the custodians of the source for centuries. It was the most well-protected secret. Every 26000 years the planetary alignment repeats, hence the chances of the key being born repeated every 26000 years. Toshani was born during that alignment, with strange birthmarks. Shrushaw had convinced everyone that it was nothing unusual.

How long had it been? Was it five years? Had it truly been five long years since Prince Calder had left on his journey? Actually, that was a short amount of time compared to most. Some royals took ten, others longer, to complete their quest and come to claim their place on the throne. The longest in history was thirty years. Known as the ‘Age of Absence’, that time had been a dark one.

"Over 500 years of existence, and you still don't know how to compliment women." Sephora tried not to jolt at his words. She'd heard it quite a few times now, but now it had only just sunk in. Ambrose was over 500 years old? It explained a lot, about his experience and about wanting to protect his people. He was immortal after all, so she suspected him to have lived for a long time but… 500 years! He must have been alive during The Great Purge, if that was the case. The thought made Sephora shudder.

Gold smiled, trying to bend down to show everything through the screen of his cell phone to the princess, who insisted on approaching to observe. "They are hieroglyphic evidence, if we find more of that we can trace the timeline with more certainty, but it is very clear that it is among one of the oldest inscriptions of mankind, close to 4000 years, Lauren believes that it can easily reach 5000 years, but we need more evidence, so we must go back in some brief time lest we lose the sense of adequacy. – He was quick to explain, showing the images of high-resolution photographs to Karila who was amazed.

Feeling silly for having my mouth hanging wide open, I closed it and returned my attention to Jade. “We still don’t know how it happened, but somehow you were reborn. Even if you don’t remember any of us, you lived side by side with Cyran for over three thousand years. Cyran is the oldest of all of us, as he has been alive for more than four thousand years. Kellan only two thousand.”

"Look at this glyph here. This represents a landing star. And this one... this is a cradle." "A cradle?" Justin asked, stepping up right beside him, his dark eyes scanning the dark hall. "What does that mean?" "It means they didn't just arrive three years ago when the System activated," Christian whispered, his face turning pale under the dim light. "They've been here. For a very long time." "How long, Christian?" Eva asked softly, her hand coming up to rest gently on his shoulder. Christian moved his hand down the wall, his eyes racing across the ancient timeline carved into the stone. "Ten thousand years. They landed on this continent ten thousand years ago, long before humans built their

Then he looked up. "This is what she was building," he said. "Three hundred years ago." He looked at Mara-Lena. "This exact frequency. This exact output. This is the thing she was trying to finish before they stopped her." He paused. "It's complete. For the first time in three hundred years, it's complete." The hall was quiet for a moment.