My Space-time System Novels & Stories

"If I forgot, Nebula, what on earth am I keeping an insufferable entity like you around for? You're supposed to be my system manager." The black cat let out a low, vibrating huff, leaping down gracefully to land in front of my boots. *"The Sovereign Space operates on a completely compressed temporal reality, human. Because of your current system tier, biological flora and fauna grow at a three-hundred-percent accelerated rate. Look behind you."*

Aidan leans in. “Where.” I hesitate. Because the answer— Doesn’t make sense. “It’s not in space,” I say. “Then where is it.” I look at the readout. At the data that shouldn’t be possible. “It’s in the system timeline.” Silence. Then— “…I’m sorry, what,” Matteo says. “It’s not a spatial anomaly,” I explain. “It’s temporal.” “That’s not better.” “No.” Aidan nods slowly. “It’s an echo of a previous state.”

It did not seem convenient to bring them along with him. Ding… “System Space unlocked. “System Space capacity is 100.” Lucas was delighted, he was just thinking about it. How fortunate for him. He put the five crates of food into the System Storage. After a moment of thinking, he put the Level 5 male zombie, the Level 4 female zombie, and the Level 2 female zombie into the System Space as well/ System Space: 8/100.

he asked. Reyan shook his head. “No.” he answered. Everyone’s faces turned gloomy in an instant. Reyan knows what they are thinking, of course. “Space and time are chaotic, since each world experiences changes, like when they change eras.” He spoke. “Not to mention other factors, these worlds’ trajectories would change. So, we won’t know in which time and situation we will arrive.” He explained. Their hearts sank like a stone.

Miles-long, glowing filaments of light that crisscrossed in a dizzying, geometric hum. "It’s not a floor, Kaelor. It’s a loom," Aradaa whispered. His skin pulsed. Every silver vein in his arms throbbed in sync with the vibrations of the Great Weave. "This is the operating system. The source code of space-time. Everything we’ve done... it was all just a sub-routine." "I don't like the look of the spiders," Kaelor growled. He shifted his grip on his iron blade, his knuckles turning a bloodless white.

The city was a single, integrated instrument. In the dreamspace, Lumen was observing the "Curvature of the Horizon." The system was no longer modeling the future as a destination. It was modeling it as a continuous curve, an asymptotic approach to a state of perfect balance that it knew would never be reached. This was the "Viability Projection." It favored systems that could fail gracefully over systems that were designed never to fail at all.

Forever. {Laumlayag. See you across space-time...} At exactly 00:00:00 and with the last percent of battery, Ecto goes away onto the Internet and Ecto 2.0 powers down.

Antonio pressed, intrigued by the unfolding mystery. Howard's voice took on a solemn tone, "It speaks of a key to other times and spaces on this earth. Every thousand years, the alignment of the moon, planets, sun, and galaxy can disrupt the fourth dimension, affecting time and space on our earth. This may open a gateway to other times or space, akin to a time machine." "Do you truly believe in this?" Antonio couldn't help but feel a wave of skepticism, yet the earnestness in Howard's eyes stopped him from voicing his doubt. He realized any disbelief might shut Howard down completely. "Please, go on."

“Pre-temporal distributed existence alignment.” The Bell Tower responded again. And inside that response, nothing attempted to resolve time into sequence anymore. Because sequence itself had become optional inside a system that was already partially complete before it fully occurred.