Novel & Cerita Make Believe Worlds

Maya said, "Then I am alone I am in the world but the man I love is just a picture on a glass screen." The Writer said, " not I still have the original notes, the soul of the story is in here if we can find a way to connect this notebook to the computer maybe we can give them a world that does not need a computer to run." Maya asked, "What do you mean?" The Writer said, "I mean we stop trying to make them a game we make them a legend if I tell the world the truth the story of the woman who walked out of the screen the world will believe in them in this world Maya, belief is power if enough people care about Benson the system might have the energy to let him go."

What do five random worlds mean? "Yes, each world you enter will have its own simulation, of course, the characters and human blood are also real. Each world will also have its own mission, you must complete it. If you complete a mission like that, it won't cause that world to collapse and move on to the next world. The time allotted for each world will also be different, every time you enter that world I will tell you the time. how long and the mission you need to do in that world." The man continued to speak very softly and patiently explained.

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?

She was suprises that they know what world she came from. "How did you know?" "You see there are three worlds in this dimension. The world of abilities, the world of humans, and the world of monsters. The three worlds are parallel to each other. Thousands of years ago the three worlds were friendly and united, but then he came and ruled the monster army. He broke our vows to never attack another world. He commenced wars against us and your world. He transported the army of monsters to the other two worlds and ordered them raise havoc and chaos."

“You changed the story.” The ancient door beneath the city groaned. The narrow opening widened another fraction. The shadow behind the Last Dreamer stirred. He glanced over his shoulder. For the first time, fear crossed his face. “There's not much time.” Ama stepped toward him. “What are you talking about?” He looked back at her. “When you and I created the Sea, we learned something.” “You don't create worlds by imagining them.” “You create them by believing in them.” The warmth inside Ama's chest flared.

’ (ꐦ ◠‿◠) “So, uh… when we detect an adult worldborn that meets the recruitment criteria, we teleport them away and offer them a job… so… technically… your purpose is to work for the Bureau?” ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Noah blankly stared into space for a moment, before the lost expression abated, replaced with exaggerated shock, “Wait, wait, wait! The world was artificially created?!? So…big bang is a lie?!?”, Noah clutched at his heart as if he had suffered a heavy blow, “Don’t tell me! Is evolution a lie as well!?!”

Kyra turns to the last page of the book and rips out all of the pages and my eyes widen in shock. "What did you do that for?" I question. "My father wrote that story with the three of us. Little did we know at the time that he was preparing the three of us to one day rule over all of the realms. The realms were our test. To see how each of us did with the little power he gave us and I'm sure he was disheartened when Rizor failed. He wanted one of us to rule over all three realms in the end," she says while tearing more of the book revealing another open book that was hidden beneath those pages.

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.

“From their regrets. Their fears. Their stories.” My breath stalled. “Worlds like this,” he continued, “don’t come out of nothing. The game doesn’t create. It recycles. It… eats.” His gaze dropped briefly to my hand, to the faintly glowing ring of my Regret Mark. “You’re not hallucinating. You’re not mistaken.” “So I’m not crazy,” I said, voice a little rough. His mouth did that almost‑smile thing again. “You’re not crazy,” he said. “The worlds are.”

“And what the hell was that? Why did that thing come for you?” He nods once. “Not too sure. But, message received.” Across the restaurant window, the TV still loops the grainy footage of George Street—sirens, fire, chaos—and the same headline burns along the bottom: SYDNEY UNDER ATTACK FROM MONSTERS. Faith’s voice shakes. “No. No, no. You’re not thinking?” “Thinking what?”“That look you have, I know what you’re going to say and. You’re not going to that.”