Multiverse Apprenticeship Reviews Novels & Stories

"I heard that you were in the limelight some time ago, and you actually defeated the outer disciple who was in the second stage of the Pulse Control Realm. However, you seem to have made a mistake. Defeating the outer disciple doesn't mean that you're one, and the Flaming Stream is only open to outer disciples. This isn’t a place where apprentices like you can come. You're not worthy of it at all.” Asher purposely emphasized the word, apprentices.

"I'm the oldest at twenty-six, I should have graduated last year, but as you know, I took a year off of school to recuperate after the events in the sea kingdom. So Miles and I are both in our senior years this year. We only have to attend our major and then one minor magical class. Miles's major is Sparring since he's the son of the God and Goddess of war. His minor, like mine, is magical studies since he has an earth affinity. I'm taking a Hydrology enhancement class that isn't available your first year for my major. That time I took you with me to practice your water skills; it was one of the weekly tutoring sessions I help with. Which, yes, is voluntary, but I'm not the saint most people

We drop in together (perfect tandem, married sync). The wind tastes like forever. Year one we owned the sky. Year two? We’re just getting started. Coyote Club rule number fifteen: When you marry your best friend and accidentally become gods of a hidden university… you show up fashionably late and remind the universe who actually runs this place. The legend isn’t slowing down. It just grew teeth. And two rings. Let’s go. The Multiverse Sends a Bill September 15, 2030 – Advanced Sky Rebellion 501, Tempest Arena, 8:03 a.m.

Yet in this strange and incredible journey, they could only live up to someone else's contract beast. Something within them changed. They could not help feeling how ignorant they were. Universal Element Priest started to consider inviting Sentry to explore the multiverse together to enrich their experience of a bigger world.

—it was "Industrial." "It’s 'Closed,' Audrey," Lucas said, standing with her at the "Translation-Throttle" of the Sovereign-Aegis. They were looking back at the "Wild-Multiverse," which was now a glowing tapestry of "Productive-Chaos." "We’ve turned the 'Void' into a 'Workshop.' There’s nowhere left to go where there isn't a 'Union-Spark' or a 'Cinder-Born-Hammer.' We’ve made the universe 'Infinite' in its 'Industry'."

They both looked at me with questions, but I didn’t answer them and just pulled them toward the recruitment area, where we saw a long queue of unlisted warriors trying to apply. “Now, this is what I’m talking about.” Maise finally came down and queued with me. Our hearts were pumping with excitement as our dreams were not at arm’s reach, but it all shuttered when we reached the recruiter who scrutinizingly stared at each of us with prejudice as he mercilessly said the words we never thought we’d hear as a Custodes apprentices. “You’re not qualified. Leave!”

"For a man so observant, you do not see much." "How do you mean?" even more confused by these two people than he was before and thinking more and more that they acted like father and daughter. "Look at your apprentice," when he obeyed, Revenge continued, "What do you see before you?" "I see a woman who confuses me beyond words at every turn," he replied still not understanding what was going on. "Exactly," said Revenge in a voice barely audible, but very strong, "You see a woman ... where everyone else sees a man." He turned and left without another word.

"She grafted a god to her soul. Unleashed its roots across realities. The multiverse *itches*." The static surges. "I saved us." ***Salvation is subjective,*** the judge rumbles. ***Let the evidence speak.*** The Apostle flicks a wrist. The air ripples with visions: -A timeline where the Seed's roots strangle a sun, planets withering to husks. -A village of the Forgotten, their bodies melting into oak sap. -The Hunter, fully transformed, his roots devouring the fortress. "Lies," I snap. The Apostle grins. "Are they?"

"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?"