King Multiverse Sans Novels & Stories

"I thought you said we patched the glitches." "I did," Scarlett smiled, her cosmic eyes flashing as she looked up at the endless dark sky beyond the palace. "But it seems the Supreme Sovereign was just a localized planetary manager. The real multiverse is finally knocking." Caleb tightened his grip on her waist, his feral grin returning. "Let them knock. We have a honeymoon to finish first."

Hermes's voice, though she could not see him anywhere. The Speedverse was the world where the gods and the Celestials lived, a planet far out in the cosmos—in another universe. It was actually at the epicenter—there was no other world like it, despite its existence in the multiverse. She could see beings going about their business. Some had wings. . .others were strong and big. . .others wore crowns on their heads. . .

"They want to show the multiverse that love always fails in the end." My mates and I exchanged determined glances. We had just left our home, said our goodbyes, prepared to travel the multiverse spreading transformation. Now we had to go back and defend it against an army of shadows led by the worst version of myself. "Well," Prince Rhett said with dark humor, "at least we will not get bored."

"You’re going to turn five billion people into 'raw materials' because we’re not profitable?" "Actually, it’s closer to six billion if you count the integrated glitches," the Adjuster corrected mildly. "And it’s not about profit, per se. It’s about balance. The Multiverse is a closed system, Ms. Vance. We cannot have a 'Void-drifting anomaly' hogging this much mass without a valid permit." ### The Pencil-Pusher's Power He didn't raise a sword. He didn't cast a spell. He simply drew a single, long line across the top page of his clipboard.