My Entire Class Was Summoned To Another World Except For Me Novels & Stories

"I love you all, and don't you ever forget that." I walked to Luci's side, taking hold of his hand. A white light suddenly appeared, it looked like a pathway or some thing. I looked at them for the last time, blowing a kiss to them as I followed Luci into the white light. And the next thing I know, I'm in a different world. A world I have always thought to be my nightmare. A world I have always imagined to be filled with burning furnaces and heat, but no. It's a welcoming place with welcoming faces.

We really teleported, huh. Unlike the first day, the arena was awfully silent with the lack of spectators. Her eyes found the tent where the Malevolent World’s royalties stayed yesterday and what she saw was an empty balcony. Somehow, she missed her father already. Cent was about to say something to her zombie friend when she found nothing in the space beside her where Matilda was supposed to standing and gushing her first experience with teleportation magic. “Matilda?” Her gaze wandered around the cluster of students but no one was a zombie girl clad in bright red and black dress.

The Keeper was stuttering so bad her trembling forefinger was pointing at Seolurrie. "How do you know?" The headmistress asked. "I first came here by the same portal. You said that there are only three worlds parallel to each other. I don't know where was the first world I came from, but my guess is that it is the world of the monsters, the second world was the world of the humans and the third is here." "You came from the world of the monsters?!!" General Gtiffin shouted with an unbelievable shock taking over him. "I don't have any time to explain. I really need to go. I have some unfinished business in there."

I looked at her crimson eyes with boldness and said, "Then take me there. To your realm, a place where I'll be strong, where I'll never be weak again." She gave me a nod. Before I could move, reality shattered. A surge of energy wrapped around me, pulling me into a spiraling void of darkness. My scream never escaped. My soul was ripped from my body and when I opened my eyes again, I was standing in another world. A world unlike anything I'd ever seen. The skies shimmered crimson and gold. Black castles floated above glowing rivers. Armoured beings with golden eyes bowed as I passed. And then, one of them, a towering figure clad in obsidian armour, stepped forward and knelt before me.

And that is where we were left—being bathed in light, the whole pack together, the door between worlds answering my call. I did not blink. Storm was coming back, I could feel him.

The sunlight erupted. The realm screamed. The shadows burned. The diagram collapsed. The Spirit Realm chose its side. I barely had time to react. Silver chains appeared. Authority. Judgment. Rejection. The realm itself turning against me. Again. How predictable. How disappointing. The sunlight intensified. I fought. Of course I fought. I was Elias. I did not surrender. I did not yield. I did not— The world vanished. Suddenly I stood outside. The connection severed. The Spirit Realm gone.

"Humans do not get along with creatures from the dark. They consider us demonic forces but it is them who behave like cruel monsters-- of course, I am not generalizing. It is just how the majorities are. How can you not know of that?" "I am not from this world. I happen to have time slipped or someone from this world teleported to my world and now I have a message to relay." "Not from this world? I've not heard of any other world than Souzou." Mizuko frowns. How come Elva not know of the other world and Kenshi knows it? She sucks in air, thinking hard. It could be that some know and some do not. "I am sorry. I bumped my head a couple of days ago. I must be confused."

“Though not the same boy who was left bleeding in the dirt.” I couldn’t breathe for a moment. I looked at my hands. At my unmarred skin. At the room around me. “How is this even real?” I whispered. Rhyel tilted his head. “It’s not. Not entirely. This space exists between worlds, where magic bends the rules. Think of it as a veil, a cocoon. Tomorrow, you and the others will be transported to the Institute to begin your awakening.” “Others?” “Yes,” he answered. I took out the pocket watch.

His words struck sharp, each one laced with accusation. I bit my lower lip before admitting to everything — well, almost I just made sure to talk about the things that I knew would interest him like Lennox's abilities. “And… there’s a parallel world,” I finally admitted, my heart racing. “That's where all the werewolves are. Lennox took me there once, but I have no idea how we got there. It happened too quickly.” His eyes narrowed, suddenly sharp and calculating. “A parallel world?” he echoed slowly. “What do you mean?”

And if I didn’t get my head straight, I’d risk falling behind in class or worse, getting cut. I tried to remember which class we should be having right now, and I shivered as I realized that we were having Lucan’s class— Supernatural Combat. The thought alone made my stomach twist. Well, the Instructor hadn’t returned from his villa yet. I could afford a moment to myself. Cautiously, I glanced around. No one seemed to notice me, or if they did, they chose to ignore me. Whispers have trailed after me, but now there was only pointed silence.