Novel & Cerita Life Is Strange Butterfly Effect

I had a weird feeling in my tummy, like butterflies were alive, you only feel butterflies when you are in love or when you blush but it's different now, i was certainly not in love and the last time I had encounters with butterflies, it wasn't exactly the best time. I stare at my hand as it feels a force of electric or power rushing through it, i stared at it as i brought it up, bubbles of water came out from the small glass water on the table in front of me, was i the one doing it? I stared at it shocked, i raised my hand slowly and the water drop went up with me, was that possible, God, i think I was doing it, i focused on the Glass cup with my entire attention, i could feel my eyes color

The image faded as she reached a well and called out into it, her hand still cupped around her mouth as the slimy head of a huge salamander appeared, and soon the center of the table showed nothing again but milky clouds. Luck leaned back and laughed. "A priestess of Erinlin? How novel." "Oh, but it has surprised me," Love said, twirling a finger through raven hair. "I had forgotten that cult of yours still existed." Death allowed herself one of her small closed-off smiles, and nobody commented that, in the great game of Life, one did not forget.

I trusted you more than all the people I grew up with. What a strange thing for me to do, right? Well, I'm a strange person anyway. doing something to add up on that growing list of all the weird things I did in life wouldn't hurt. Anyways, I also want to say that I miss you. The last thing I heard from you was the plan we were supposed to do yet you never came. Please respond... I miss you... Sincerely, Your Stranger

"Did you see his arms? He looks like he could punch through a tank. I mean, he can punch through a tank now, but he looked angry about it back then." "We have to leave," Altair said urgently. "Rules of time travel. Protocol One: Do not interact with the locals. Protocol Two: Do not change the past. Butterfly effect. If we step on a bug, we might erase ourselves from existence." "We landed in a dumpster, Altair," Lyra pointed out. "We probably crushed a colony of cockroaches. We might have already erased Leo." "I'm still here!" Leo checked his hands. "And I'm still fabulous, despite the smell."

In the middle of the chaos, Benjamin stood up from his seat to find out what was troubling the janitor, and saw a black casket flying into the house. “Oh! My God,” his wife, who had seen the casket too, screamed, and attempted to hide under the dining table. Now, the daughters stood up, and tried to process what was going on. Suddenly, they saw the strange casket shatter into pieces in the middle of the tiled floor. Then, the family was frightened to their bones because such could only happen when the spirit of the dead, who was denied justice, returned with fury to demand for one. Subsequently, the family, who was astounded by the abnormal occurrence, saw Hazel putting on a mourning cloth,

With a gesture she invites me to sit down and I do it again when I put the chair back in its place. “It's normal the exaltation you just had. But I want to explain something to you, can I,” she asks a little cautiously and I nod, “perfect. Allie, you won't always have the power to decide what will happen to you, sometimes life can be cruel and decide for you but what you do decide is how to face the situation” I look at my hands in my lap with my eyes fixed on my feet, while I play with a small thread hanging from my blouse.

The golden mist below slowly changed, gradually revealing a kind of new and strange power. Obviously, it was undergoing a strange process that was similar to a cocoon turning into a butterfly. The strange man in black in the lead went silent for a moment before the shocked expression in his eyes was gradually restrained, and then he said, "It's only a small fish. The Heaven Path has been decided, and it's like the eastern flow of a great river. Occasionally, a small fish would leap out of the surface of the river and cause some ripples, yet it's unable to escape the cycle of reincarnation. In the end, everything will come to a predetermined end."

As Samantha's plane took off, Ben drifted through the next six months in a kind of numbness. Meanwhile, Samantha's account, once followed by hundreds of thousands, suddenly went private overnight. At exactly midnight on January 1st, 2025, the account with the ID "GimmeThatResurrectionScroll" released a video. On screen, Hailey's sunken cheeks lit up with a sweet smile. It felt like 2015 again.

She could feel them squeezing the breath from her lungs. Tears streamed down her face as she fought against the suffocating tendrils, the whispers growing louder and more chaotic, drowning out her thoughts. Her vision blurred, the edges of her consciousness darkening as the vines continued their assault. At the edge of giving up, Joan knew she needed to fight. The vines had tightened their grip, one of them already snaked its way around her neck, constricting her breath. Panic surged through her, but so did a fierce determination. The strange chantings grew louder, but amidst the chaos, a sudden, desperate will to live and escape ignited within her.

Whatever perception of him that made her wary only increased at the very sight of the car. “Uhm uhmm” she cleared her throat, immediately moving away from the very stranger. She was well aware of the city she was in and anything could go wrong by being in contact with the very wrong person. So far, she had been keeping up with herself, keeping up her act and making sure that she remained indicatable and simply a minor person that no one would pay attention to. It was not a favorable life, to remain at the side as nothing, it was never by choice anyway. But this was her life and till the plans that had been engraved deep within her heart started to take form, that way it had to remain. Being