Magic System In A Parallel World Novels & Stories

And when each of those actions chained together millisecond after millisecond, she caused utter chaos within the system. Miko cracked her metaphorical knuckles and dug into the Prophets’ logic circuits while she entered a True Multitasking State. There, her Mirror Ghosts bombarded the entire system hundreds, if not thousands of times per second, and challenged the Security Intelligence to a duel. Sparks flew as entire swaths of code were randomly replaced and corrupted and removed. The logic circuits’ Intelligences were pulled apart bit by bit and tossed into the ether, as though an impending storm was on its way.

"How can all this exist in the middle of Las Vegas without anyone noticing?" Liora stops beside a flower whose petals glow with soft blue light—the same color as my magic. "Magic," she says simply. "The ward creates a pocket in reality, a space that exists alongside the human world but separate from it. Time moves differently here too, though you probably haven't noticed yet." My mind struggles to accept what she's saying, even as my body and magic recognize the truth of it. "And the Black Pistons? They're not just a motorcycle club, are they?"

It wasn't magnetic technology. Marcus slowly raised a finger and tapped his own temple. Ava’s stomach turned to ice as she finally understood. It was the network. Not the modern Atlas system they had fought against, but something deeper. Older. The primordial code. Marcus wasn't just a user connected to the system; he was the primary author of its physics. He understood its fundamental laws better than any entity alive, and he could command its parameters with a thought.

Somewhere below, people were laughing in rooftop bars, arguing in traffic, planning weddings and business meetings… Completely unaware the world was already beginning to rot. My fingers tightened. A pantry full of canned food wouldn’t save us anymore. Not if the timeline kept accelerating. I needed to understand the Sovereign Space better. Needed to know exactly what kind of miracle—or weapon—I had been given. I lowered myself onto the living room floor, exhaling slowly as I closed my eyes. “System…” I whispered softly. “Expand.” The silver interface inside my mind shimmered. Then the world vanished.

Zarina asked in a worried voice. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I said, “Didn’t you just say that we could you know ‘teleport’” “You can only teleport to the portal. After that, you will have to rely on your legs to take to the stone. Magic doesn’t work in the Mystic Land, dragons and werewolves will lose their power too.” “What the Bloody Hell! Why didn’t you tell us earlier? I am not taking my baby girl on this suicide mission! Tyson must be crazy to think that I will.” I said walking towards Tyson.

"A range?" "Yes, the magician court of this island hid in the purple wings. It's a superior area built for hidden powers. Somehow, Lisa was able to enter there. Ancestors connected her soul with a new gene born in the parallel world. Sadly, the place is no more, and no one can stop her." All this was like a tale Grandma used to tell in childhood. She believed that when the door of the Parallel Universe would open, the truth would meet. I still remember her words but still could not understand their significance.

I promise I’ll be good from now on. You could pray for that, and she might go into remission, but the two wouldn’t be connected. There are no instant rewards. No scratch and win. I don’t know if there really is a supreme being in the universe who created everything, but I do know that gods don’t intervene. They will not interfere in the trials of men. Not if the point of life is to prove yourself. Except... this was not the same world where those beliefs were created. In this world, maybe gods were just very powerful people. In some cases, very powerful children. How do you transfer your belief system to a world where magic exists and you can cheat mode your way up the leaderboard?

"What the... why am I hearing things? Did the A.I. rebel and start attacking cities? Is the apocalypse starting? What is happening to me?" "Host, do not be afraid." Terrified, I remained frozen. "What are you?" "Congratulations, Host. The Supernatural Divine Godly Power System, or The Primordial System, has selected you to be your guide to becoming the strongest in the Universe and participating in the Multiverse." My jaw dropped. "The Supernatural Divine Godly Power System? The strongest in the universe? The Multiverse what?" The information overloaded my senses. I sat down, attempting to process the revelation. "The system, the strongest in the universe – is this some kind of joke?"

A glitch in reality. The hum of the chamber intensified, becoming a screech. The green lights flickered wildly. The map on the ceiling swirled into chaos. My nullness wasn’t just a passive state; it was actively disrupting his technology, his magic. In that moment of his stunned revelation, as the system destabilized around us, I found a sliver of will. The chamber, in its effort to break me down, had connected to me on a fundamental level. And I pushed back.

As I closed my eyes and concentrated on the image of Zorzaris in my mind, I felt the familiar tingle of magic coursing through my veins, transporting me to a world where anything was possible. Where he ruled. Happy Birthday to me, indeed. As I materialized in Zorzaris, the vibrant colors and enchanting scenery of the mystical realm greeted me, filling me with a sense of wonder and awe. The air was alive with magic, carrying with it the promise of adventure and excitement. I took a moment to bask in the beauty of my surroundings, marveling at the towering trees, shimmering lakes, and majestic mountains that stretched as far as the eye could see. It was a world unlike any other, where dreams b