New Worlds Comic Novels & Stories

But they weren’t always that way. Dead Worlds were worlds that served the stage for battles amongst the gods. These were worlds that were once thriving and brimming with life, but had been destroyed after constantly hosting the wars of powerful gods and Origin Artefacts. These were worlds that failed to survive during the Chaotic Era. One of these worlds was Alr. Alr was more desolate than any other world in the universe. There wasn’t a patch of grass or a well of water in the entire planet. It was the true definition of the word barren.

Winnie said, her hand finding mine. ​The long winter was not over. The threat of the Clockwork Prophets was just the first echo of a world that had been broken by the Black Star. But as I looked at the Obsidian Tree, I saw a single, new needle growing from a branch. It wasn’t gold, and it wasn’t silver. ​It was a shimmering, diamond-white. ​We had saved the world, but in doing so, we had created something entirely new. And as the sun finally began to peek over the eastern horizon, I realized that the real war, the war to define what this new world would become was only just beginning.

It sounds nice. I smiled lightly to myself as I began to fantasize about what life would be like if I had more money and power. The life of luxury which I am sure some people live in this place. As I looked around and thought of the tattoo. Maybe this world has some kind of magic too? Maybe it is one of those worlds from the light and wuxia novels I used to read, with heroes saving the day and powerful mages banishing the evil from these lands. As I thought of this, my mind wandered back to the carving that I had seen in the cave.

"Since when did you ask for help from a murderer?" "Look Rick,believe me,I'm not Ariana. I'm not from this world" "You from Mars?",I asked getting fed up of her stupidity. "No,it's a parallel world Rick,Zino city and Zino village. At first it was confusing, but now I know,I'm very sure of that.In my world you're my boyfriend, you have tattoos on your left arm and a scar under it but here it's totally different". I couldn't understand what she was rambling about.

"Why don't these stories exist in real life? God, please, please just once, I wanna experience the fictional world" She squeezed her eyes shut, palms together in a praying gesture, exhibiting her desperation and longing for something impossible. "Mystical world of mystical creatures" That was her favorite comic book of all time, which she had read almost a dozen times by now. Her grandfather had given it to her when she was 7. It was a unique comic, a rare edition to be precise. A big fat book, having nearly 1,000 pages. It held a whole other world inside it. A history book, an encyclopedia containing minute details about the supernatural species. Their origin, abilities, weaknesses, strengt

Sorens stated as I frown at him. “What did you say about the forgotten world? Do you know more about that part?” I asked him but he shook his head. “The forgotten world was when Northshore became Northshore, it was the last legacy before Northshore as we know it was built. The forgotten world is a myth, long forgotten.” “I need to know more about this world Sorens.” I asked him, my head already growing with possibilities. This exists, that means what this lady was trying to warn me of exists, for the forgotten world to rise. What does it mean?

It'd last me quite a few days. With a wretched life like mine, I'd just do whatever I could. Night fell, and snowflakes drifted from the sky. I squatted under a dim streetlamp, wrapping myself tightly in my tattered cotton jacket. While wondering where I could spend the night, I swallowed a pill, washing it down with snow. As it slid down, my throat churned, and the cold snow I gulped spread a bitter taste into my stomach. The pain in my legs was unbearable, and my stomach felt as if it were burning.

He took a little longer to take it than I expected, but after a few seconds he took my sword, and faced the spiral that was now appearing. I drew my knife from the side of my bra, and readied the bow. Dylan glanced at me, “Whatever this is, is normal isn’t it?” I nodded, “Yes it is, but not 2 breaches in 1 day.” “So I take it we can have our coffee date after whatever is about to happen?” He looked hopeful as the first dead came through the portal. I shot off an arrow and the man fell to the ground, but many came behind him.