Leveling In The Future Novels & Stories

He came in last year after high school, started from the bottom, and is already at the same level as me. There are six levels in all, and I am in the fourth, steadily making my way to the more advanced levels, the fifth and sixth. My dad says he’s proud of me for making it this far up in just two years, because most people aren’t able to advance as quickly, and even for those who do, some of them have to go back and relearn. The fifth and sixth levels are usually when you get missions and all, so it’s no joke, and I’m excited but also terrified to get there. Most people just end at the fourth level if they don’t intend to become pack enforcers, but I want to go all the way. Ansel and King ar

My fingers moved slightly, but Anthony didn’t notice. "Calum, let’s begin." I heard Anthony’s voice. "Anthony, are you sure you want to give Indya Nina's corneas? Once it's done, then Nina will be blinded for the rest of her life." My heart began to pound violently. ‘Corneas? What corneas?’ "I’m sure. Nina and I are getting married soon. I’ll take care of her from now on. But Indya is different. She’s a painter. She can’t lose her eyes. That would be no different than taking her life."

"Thank you." A gust of night wind swept past. The message history on my screen suddenly dissolved into a string of gibberish before disappearing completely, as if it had never existed. I lifted my head and looked at Evelyn. Then I turned toward the magnificent city glowing beneath the night sky, and beyond it, toward the bright future that awaited me. "Let's go home." I took Evelyn's hand. This time, I would be the one deciding how my life unfolded.

On the cruise for our high school graduation trip, a woman who looked exactly like me appeared out of nowhere. "Hello, Vesper Monroe. I'm you, ten years from now." Her voice was clear and steady. Shock and joy hit me all at once. I quickly signed back, "You can talk now? No, wait. You mean ten years from now, I can talk? Who cured me? Was it Aiden Tyson?" She smiled and nodded. Happiness flooded through me, and I eagerly pressed her for more. "So, ten years from now, did I marry him? How did our life turn out?" "Very happy. Ten years from now, he cured your illness and gave you your life back. Not only did you marry him, but you also had a beautiful daughter. Your family is whole." I f

My husband, Brandon Robinson, threw me a rehearsal funeral for the sake of his first love, Aylin Blessen. He said Aylin had witnessed her family burn to death and had been terrified of death ever since. The cure was to pick someone close to her, put that person through a full funeral process, and then have them reappear on the seventh day. Only then would she be healed. So, Brandon revoked my keycard access to our house, announced my death to everyone we knew, and sent me to a death simulation facility. I was not allowed to contact anyone for seven days. Aylin sobbed as she personally picked out my burial clothes. "Leanna, you only have to be dead for seven days. But this funeral could

My brother and I were twins. When his acceptance letter from Trinity University of Sports Science arrived, no one in our family could even smile. My mom pressed the letter to her chest, sobbing too hard to speak. On the balcony, my dad crouched with a cigarette in his mouth, his hands shaking too much to light it. Even my brother quietly tucked the train tickets for the graduation trip my childhood friend had planned into his pocket. None of them could bring themselves to offer their congratulations. I had been sick with kidney disease for eighteen years, and I wasn't even healthy enough to take the SATs while my brother was preparing for college. I glanced at the birthday cake on the

He had spent his life watching, studying, and planning, but he had never imagined that the answer he sought would not be found in technology alone, but in how that technology related to the people using it. “Even if this works now,” he said slowly, “what happens when your lives end? What happens when you are no longer here to maintain this link?” Theron looked at me, then back at him, his voice firm and clear. “Then we will leave behind a new protocol. One that does not force the power back into isolation, but allows it to connect with future generations in a controlled, gradual way. We do not have to solve every problem today. We just have to stop trying to force the future into a box it ha

She broke it and read. Lira of Nightclaw, I have seen a vision. Not of danger — the wards hold, and the Silence remains contained. This is a vision of the future. A long future, stretching beyond our lifetimes. I see the Compact growing. I see the First Lesson Academy sending its graduates into every territory, wolves trained not just in combat but in wisdom and trust. I see a world where the old rivalries are remembered only as cautionary tales. I see pups born who will never know the Blight, who will think of the Silence as a legend from a darker age.

I wish you peace, happiness, and a future without limits. I stared at the screen, my eyes growing warm. I didn't know what that little app had really been—maybe a version of myself from another timeline, maybe the last mercy the universe had decided to give me. I typed two words and hit send. [Thank you.] A gust of night wind swept past. The text thread flickered into a jumble of code and vanished from my phone entirely—as if it had never existed. I lifted my head, looked at Ed, looked at this beautiful, vibrant city, looked at the dazzling future stretching out before me.

Nico's voice dropped low. "Yeah, anyone but Zane—our biggest rival." Rhett snorted, growing more sure of himself. "Freya, is this your way of provoking us? Thinking we'd come running back, begging you to stop so we'd stop being good to Daisy?" "Pathetic. Daisy is the only one who matters to us. Don't play these games—you might end up with no way out again." Nico and Arlo relaxed at his words. Arlo narrowed his eyes at me. "Freya, you shouldn't gamble with your own future like this. You should know by now that no one's more important than Daisy. You can't compete."