My Space-time System Novels & Stories

After Elodie returned to the real world, it took a while for her to accept that she'd returned to reality. The events with John felt like a dream, yet no matter what, she could not forget them. "Host, your mission reward has been deposited in your account, so you can live the rest of your life without any problems. Go and live your life the way you want." The system's voice appeared out of nowhere, and Elodie nodded. "Also, there's someone who wants to see you, so I've arranged for you to meet."

Its tone was stoic and rigid, like a no-nonsense programmer. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Burke. This is Facilitation System 007." "Hi, 007." The system's name made me laugh. "How are the preparations coming along for the trip home?" "The temporal leap trajectory has been fully mapped out, Mr. Burke. Power reserves are at 98%. It is expected to hit the target threshold within 72 hours. To ensure absolute stability during the leap, you and Mr. Hugo must be at the same coordinate point during the transfer."

The destination was also marked out as hostile. “What we have here is a classic case of ‘Internal Old Machine Tampering’ where the fact that creators not trusting their machines can be exploited. The system does the time travel and then does not check if it is in the correct location. It simply tests for space viability using oxygen sensors, seeing if it can remake its cargo, no matter where it landed. The process, however, is a long one and the checking process is repeated multiple times with more analogue methods before any person or object materialises. As little of the code and system are used, and the time machine materialises first without the cargo, just in case.

Not reaction. Choice. I stepped forward carefully. The space didn’t resist. It adjusted. Aligned. Held. And for the first time. I didn’t feel like I was entering something unknown. I felt like I was entering something that already knew itself. “This isn’t just space,” I said. “No.” “Then what is it?” Silence. Longer than usual. Not because it didn’t know. Because it was forming the answer. Then. “System.” I stopped. My chest tightened instantly.

“Like what we’re seeing now is just the surface. And beneath it—there’s something older. Something that didn’t start with the system.” Zara frowned. “Define older.” Amina shook her head slightly. “I can’t. It didn’t feel like time the way we understand it.” Failsafe responded immediately. “Temporal origin mismatch detected. System timeline inconsistent with observed emergence pattern.” Jamal exhaled slowly. “So the system doesn’t know where it came from.” “No,” I said. “It knows what it does. Not how it began.” The Entity stood motionless a few steps away....too still. Processing at a depth we couldn’t see.

He enjoyed the ecstasy that flooded into his being after witnessing what he had achieved. He could keenly sense the burgeoning strength within that fragile seed of time. Though it was still rather weak, it continued to grow with each passing moment. From the outside, a mist seemed to shroud Severin's form, and the faint aura of time emanated from it. As that strength fused with the rule of space, a transparent realm materialized around him. It was a realm filled with space-time and pulsated with vibrant hues. Within that ethereal domain, countless rules manifested as divine chains, each exuding an aura of profound awe. The Green Emperor's remnant soul could scarcely contain his astonishment

On the day of our ninth wedding anniversary, I sat in the empty living room and summoned the system I had not contacted in ages. "System, help me submit an application. I've decided to leave this world." The cold, mechanical voice came through, and somehow it sounded comforting. "Understood, Harry. Your departure application has been received. The space-time corridor is being constructed. I will come to retrieve you in one week." I hummed quietly and stared at my phone screen. A family photo of three stared back. In the photo, I stood in the center holding an adorable little girl. A beautiful woman stood beside me, kissing my cheek.

all, things weren't bad at the time. To be honest, he liked it. After a month of meditation in his cell in the Fang and a week together on one of the great Imperial star cruisers that took part in this little war, this was where the action began. It is not surprising. That's why he was born and trained. His whole life has been preparing for this moment. He eventually became an Imperial Space Marine of the Space Wolf Division. What more could he want in life? He held a loaded pistol in his hand, and the emperor's enemies before him. There was no greater joy in this life than to do my duty and take the lives of those unfortunate heretics. The rock behind him shook. A piece of stone creaked fr

Suspense, replaced by a sense of cosmic connectedness, wove a narrative that transcended time and space. One fateful day, the starships stumbled upon a celestial anomaly—a cosmic rift that resonated with energies similar to those channeled through the Pillars of Unity. The explorers, guided by their cosmic intuition, navigated through the rift and found themselves in a realm where time and space danced in ethereal harmony. The Pillars, though physically distant, seemed to transcend the cosmic boundaries and resonate with the explorers as they delved into this enigmatic domain.

Levi asked, frowning deeply. “Yes. Exactly. Dark is present non-uniformly in every inch of the space, but it’s all linked together like a limitless fabric of darkness. Darkness is not nothingness. And that’s what makes this kind of communication so robust,” she said. “So you mean to say that as long as a place has darkness, this system’s gonna work?” I asked.