Novelas y relatos de Omnisient Reader

Something she shouldn't be able to feel. --- Inside ORIGIN Emma's heartbeat thundered. Every pulse sent waves through reality. The white void shimmered around her. The Creator slowly backed away. Not from fear of attack. Fear of recognition. Emma noticed immediately. "Tell me." The Creator didn't answer. "Tell me!" This time, the force inside Emma responded. The command echoed outward. Reality obeyed. The entire void shook. The Creator flinched. The Observer remained silent. Watching. Waiting. Finally, the Creator whispered:

They both vanish inside the void as it closes and quickly in return. Now as his echoing footstep bounces in the corner and each place of the dimly lighted room, yet the very gallery and core of HIS very world. He found a book as he carefully sat on the chair where his very master and the sole creator as the very beginning and the end of ITS embodiment as the alpha and omega is playing an eerie and taunting message of a destructive future. He listens as IT whispers. “Now, now, now.”

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Could you please tell me why I cannot read the next page or any other page? [Host has understood 1% of the content of the First Page] [The Second Page will be accessible after the Host gains 100% on the first page] You!! AGGHH! Why aren't you letting me be overpowered! [I've overpowered the host enough. Get to work!] As I thought of destroying the book, I became furious, but I calmed down immediately. Relax, it's nothing to worry about. There is no free meal available. I got a gist of how the book works, the reader moves onto the next page once they have understood 100% of that page.

Until It decides to experience these wonders. The Omniverse comes to an end. The heinous horrendous being with unlimited power beyond mortal mind awoken amidst endless, boundless dark space with the infinite cycle of the creation and destruction of the countless star. In this ultimate chaos, the supreme being is alone in the center of the endless ultimate chaos its mind reminiscence about the unknown things of wonders it had dreamt. The countless eon passed it reminiscence stopped. It is starting to slumber again. This time it wanted to experience, it wanted to know, it wanted to live among its own creation.

“I don’t care if he is angered. I wanted to see him.” Who the fuck is talking? My eyes widen as I set straight up in bed. My vision blurred so I used the palms of my hands to rub my eyes. Finally, I was able to see clearly. Opening my eyes, I heard footsteps towards the bottom of my bed. Instantly I felt my guard come up. Who the fuck is in my apartment? Two figures stood there. A man and a woman. I could feel their auras radiating off them letting me know that these weren’t just any normal supernatural’s. These two beings were gods. “Selene, Typhon… to what do I owe this pleasure?”

That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas. It’s not that I don’t want to escape from here. He claimed me and my unconscious self recognises him as my alpha. Plus I don't have anywhere to go and even if I do escape, my friends can't. I sighed as I closed the door and I plopped down on the couch. I could hear the lady and Alastair arguing in the room but I didn't care. I was watching cartoons when the door slammed open. The woman stormed out of the room and pretty much ignored me. Alastair came out after a few seconds, he sighed as he settled down next to me.

he croaked hoarsely, "I would never dare to forge a fake Thousand Feathers Mark..." His frail voice was suddenly swept by a hollow voice that seemed to echo from the distant horizon, "I am Omnipresent, Omnipresence is Me; I have long arrived..." The unearthly voice thundered from nowhere and everywhere, hollow and deep, yet angelic and divine at the same time, ringing in the ears of everyone seated around. The voice resonated strongly with everyone's inner spirits; some male disciples began to writhe and melt, stirring passionately at the beautiful and melodious voice as if the kingdom of Heaven had come.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

“What does that mean?” Dell drops his hands and with a deep sigh sits down heavily on his chair picking up his teacup. Conflicted on if he should tell everything. Maybe it would be best just to tell her the specifics. Taking a sip of his tea he looks at his daughter over the cup’s edge. “That Prophecy states that one will be born with the gifts besotted upon the males. With these gifts whomever she or he chooses to Mate will become all powerful.” Corbin gasps looking at her daddy. He nods at her. “If she or he chooses poorly, it will mean the end of the world. If she or he chooses wisely. A new age of all Supernatural kind will emerge. For their offspring will be as gods upon this world.”