Normal People Explained Novels & Stories

Quiet life. "I like this," I told Reaper one evening. Sitting on porch. Holding hands. Watching stars. "I like being nobody. Being normal. Being just us. I spent forty years being extraordinary. Now I want ordinary. I want simple. I want peace." "You have it," Reaper said. "We have it. We earned it. We get to keep it. For however long we have. We get to just be. Just love. Just exist. That's gift. That's victory. That's everything."

When most people hear voices in their head, they see a therapist, here I am conversing with mine. “You're not crazy Rory and you don't hear voices. You're hearing one voice." “That doesn't make me feel any better. Normal people don't hear any voices." “Maybe you're not normal." “Gee, thanks." The most beautiful laugh sounded in my head and I couldn't help but smile. “I mean that in the best way. Besides, normal's boring. Why be normal?" He had a point, I guess. “When will you tell me who you are and how this is possible?"

It felt like… like we were finally being treated like humans. Alex stared at the message. He thought about how long it had taken to get here. The fear. The anger. The fatigue. And he realized something: Ordinary was not the absence of struggle. Ordinary was the presence of stability. The bond pulsed—steady. Alex stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the city. People moved through their lives. No one was shouting. No one was marching. No one was waiting for a hero. They were living.

He walks over to the coffee machine at the table at the far end of the room and says, "Go on." "I mean... I think there are a lot of people who think of celebrities as some other species. Or at least as people who are part of some other world. Not our world. Not the real world. Celebrities have looks and money and opportunities that most of us will only ever dream about. The rest of us are, well, ordinary. Just normal people with hundreds of little problems that celebrities will never have because they got lucky and we didn't." Roman seems to be absorbing every single word I say. He nods for me to go on.

I spitefully said. "You know, Yve. There's a bigger force out there that kept these cruel people under control. The coming days will never be back to normal like it was before. As you know, there's been a mysterious disease that is affecting many people right now and they see the both of you as the cure." "But why? How come we are the cure? Despite the difference on our appearances, we are just normal people. They are all evil and should rot in this place." "From now on, both of you must learn to protect yourselves. Now go to rest Yve, I will help your mother downstairs on making food for us. If any of you need anything, just call us downstairs alright?"

Avery glanced at Ivy's phone and saw the boy's message that said he would never harass her or speak ill of her behind her back again. "Beautiful girls from ordinary families are often targets for men who bear evil intentions," Avery said. "You need to tell me about these kinds of things the next time it happens. You are too young, and you don't understand that some people know no bound when it comes to getting what they want." Ivy nodded. "I never ran into things like this when I was ugly." "It will happen again, but don't be afraid. The kind of people I was talking about is the minority. Most people are normal."

They were usually referred to as ‘Normies’ by the New Types. Animal Hunters was the weakest class of enhanced humans. They were people who had taken the New Type potion, but didn’t have enough talent to gain greater strength. They were a capable fighting force since they could handle Low Class Magical Beasts with very little problem. However, they were looked down on by the stronger New Types since they were relatively weak to be called enhanced humans.

“Human. He's just an ordinary human … with a mind as mad as a real devil.” Yeah, ordinary humans who break boundaries. Totally breaking boundaries.

1) Mini Map ( N/A) Skills: Passive:- Intimidation ( Mid) Martial Arts ( High) Weapon Mastery ( High) Versatile Works ( High) Active:- Identify ( N/A) Special Traits: Calm Minded ( Possess abnormal control of own mental state even in a dire situation) Limitless physical growth ( Given due to inability to master Magic in Fantasma) Modern Man ( Possess advanced knowledge and social norms far surpassing any civilization on Fantasma) }} "…..high human?….why??..". I know and am sure that I'm a normal homo sapiens, But why am I labeled as High human?.

This was the comfiest restaurant chair I had ever sat in. "Nobody is normal." I said. "Oh. Well, it's true, isn't it? Everybody has something strange about them, that when seen we would say they aren't 'normal'." "I'm normal." "So you say." "You're saying you think I'm lying?" "I'm saying I'm not yet in a position to know what's... abnormal... about you. You might also not yet be in that position." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat at the mention of that.