Memories Of Future Novels & Stories

“Remember what?” The other Liana smiled sadly. “Why I became you.” Before Liana could answer, the white world disappeared. Everyone fell into darkness. And somewhere far beyond the End— something began to laugh. Not the First Thought. Not the Witness. Not the Devourer. Something older. Something that had been waiting since before the first memory. The Celestial Heart flashed once. A new message appeared: MEMORY IS NOT THE PAST. Then another. MEMORY IS WHAT YOU CARRY INTO THE FUTURE.

⸻ 🌙 The Future The memory continued. ⸻ Nyra standing alone beside the ocean. 🌊 ⸻ Holding a silver book. 📖 ⸻ Inside the book… She saw the future. ⸻ Not one future. ⸻ Every future. ⸻ Millions. ⸻ Billions. ⸻ Trillions. ⸻ And every single one ended the same way. ⸻ Reality died. 💀 ⸻ The dream ended. ⸻ Everything vanished.

15% 14% Adult Lucas shouted: “Lily!” She closed her eyes. “What do I remember?” “Something that hasn't happened yet.” Lily smiled faintly. “An imagined memory.” She pictured older Elena's universe one day later. Sunlight. Movement. People laughing. A child dropping a glass and not knowing whether it would break. She whispered: “I remember tomorrow.” The blue line widened. FUTURE CAPACITY: 21% Eva stepped forward. “My turn.” Adult Lucas nodded.

"That's new. Many like to see the future." "Well, don't count me in, because in my case, going back to past is favorable on my end. I can't remember you now. And no matter what I do, I still can't. I sometimes try not to shout at you but I still can't. But, I badly want to see what happened in our pasts. I don't want to see broken memories. I want to remember you."

I asked smiling and she glared at me. “Don’t test it!” saying that she walked off and I shook my head before turning to walk inside hoping Maheshwari returns soon. However, when I was stepping into the living room, I felt like I am hearing the shouts and look up only to realize another memory is showing its face. Great! I thought looking at the table arrangement and smiled to myself imagining her surprise when she sees this after coming home. I have decided that none of the memories matters anymore and I don’t want something to be solved about past except the person that wishes to harm me.

“Imagine returning to the future to see that Darren White is now the Chief of your clan, instead of Gary Silver. Would that not be something amazing?” “Have you been to the future?” She asked in awe. “Many times,” he replied. “And I want my future self to occupy the position that he rightly deserves.” Erin was surprised. “Is that what this is about? Do you believe that you can change the future? From my perspective, all of this has happened before, I am only experiencing it for the first time because I don’t have a memory of this time. And how do you know so much about the future?”

But it's like a memory flooded my mind. Me wearing weird clothes. And a long-haired guy. My eyes widened when I remembered the face. It was freaking Cayden! What the heck? Why do I have this memory? Is this what they call deja vu? But the weird thing is, where did this memory come from? Why am I wearing weird clothes and fact that the girl is too proper and based on her expression I am far away from her. Just one look and you will know that the woman's breeding is high in my memory but what I wonder is why me? Wait, is this my future I see? And why the heck is Cayden there? Does that mean he is part of my future? Heck, it's natural to be a prince and if I'm here for the rest of my life, that

she asked. Again, a silence. Then, finally: “I wouldn’t call it remembering,” he said. “It’s more like looking into the future. Looking into a life that would have been. I see it, intellectually. But I haven’t experienced it.” “Then…” Caitlin paused. “Can you see our time together?”

Future-me reached out as though to touch me, as if I were curious about myself. Was this future-me very old who didn’t remember me well? Was this the resignation and peace of a long life? She walked on then, and I was confronted with a different future-me. I wasn’t covered in white but silver, and it was still just as hard to see me. Much clearer were the figures behind future-me, and then the figures behind them.

"I am saying that maybe someday...hopefully, with the rightful path, maybe there's room for forgiveness. But we will not forget..." A look of utter dazed crossed my features. What he said took me by surprise. An outburst of warmth emotion flow within me. And it reminded me of a beautiful scenery, the sands meeting the ocean waves as if reuniting and saying their goodbyes. The benevolence made me realize I was capable of saying goodbye to my past. And that is what happens in the future. I will be in complete control of it. "I want to recover my memories," I confidently blurted.