Origin Realms Novels & Stories

Reyna- “It has been a week since the CEO of Wolf Tech has gone missing. For those that don’t know, he is the creator of the virtual reality game, known as Arcane Realm. The game has become exceedingly popular since it was first announced to be released a year ago. Many had lined up to purchase the gear needed to play the game. Since it was released the day before CEO Luka Alder went missing, it has been a popular topic. Arcane Realm was created as a fantasy role-playing game…” The lady on the radio continued talking, but I reached over and turned it off.

They are looking forward to the male ramp models already. Roxan is the overall head in organizing this big event and she doesn't want to fail Madam Kristina's expectations. They need to have a flawless execution of this launch. All delegates with be getting a raffle stab if they will be availing of the special package for tonight's grand launch.

But he forgot that the Origin didn't start with a hunt—it started with a Dirty, Bloody, Un-Optimized Choice to be More than the Teeth. I didn't reach for the sunset-gold fire. I reached for the Original Sacrifice. I took the Sovereign-Fang—the weapon that had grown from the Hunt, the Soul, and the Design—and I didn't strike my child. I Struck the Hunger. I drove the blade of red-gold sinew into the "Natural Order" on the mossy floor. I didn't try to save my dominance; I Embraced the Fast. "I AM THE GIFT YOU CANNOT CONSUME!" I roared, the White Light of the Origin erupting from my spirit not as a sun, but as a Tidal Wave of Raw, Un-Digestible Sovereignty.

In the beginning, there are twelve entities that created our whole multiverse. The Entities of Space, Time, Reality, Mind, Soul, Power, Matter, Nature, Magic, Evil, Life, and Death. Together they folded a place called the Observatory where they could see all of the universes that they created. Each universe has two guardians, ours are named Selene, the Moon Goddess and Inti, the Sun God. Together they had many children which are today's Gods and Goddesses. But one stood out the most, his name was Kahn. He had unleashed evil onto this universe and his parents had no choice but to banish him to a realm of darkness. The oldest of the Gods named Jehovah, created angels to be his warriors, but on

Gabe squealed in delight and jumped on Andrew’s back. I looked at Jack confused. I didn’t understand what he meant. “What do you mean other realm?” I asked and Jack turned to me. “There are special realms around this world, but you have to know where to find them and get in them. There are not many, but they exist.” I nodded and watched him walk towards the camp. I was glad to hear that we were going. There was no definite deal that I would get any answers, but I had hope. My necklace had to have some significance to it.

she whispered to the perverted bastard and then took off, her destination etched in her brain †† Councillor Erick Rowan It seemed rather strange that the conjugate would be in such a frenzied state over a measly little magicless 'brat', not so much of a brat now that her manifestation had occurred her power had shaken the very core of their realm and it didn't surprise him that they'd convened at the Sacred Grove for their meeting. "I'm sure you understand the gravity of our gathering" Elder magus Charles Rowan alias his Father boomed "The ripple in the system has left us all unbalanced and the cause is not other than our own Shay Morrigan!"

My body felt numb, the electricity still buzzing in my veins. "Donor 04 is being processed," Aris said, dismissively. "He was a good match for you, but we can always grow another. You, however... you are unique. You are an **Original**." She turned the tablet around so I could see the screen. It was a map of Level Zero.

“The underground temple where Thomas was taken.” The woman’s face paled slightly. “Then they already found the entrance.” George slammed both hands onto the strategy table hard enough to crack wood. “What exactly is hidden under my territory?” The woman looked genuinely afraid now. “The Origin Well.” Nobody spoke. Even Alan went still. Julia frowned weakly. “What is that?” The Veilborn woman looked toward Julia’s stomach. “It’s where bonded bloodlines were originally created.” The twins kicked violently. Blue light flickered beneath Julia’s skin again.

he murmured. His original clan, the Red Maple Clan, resided in the Sunset Domain along the southern coast of the Dawnlight Continent. He had no knowledge of his Hunter Dragon Spider body’s location; from birth until now, the spider-mother had hunted for them, and their inherited memories offered no guidance. But he recognized this Crimson Alliance immediately. A dominant imperial power on the eastern side of Oclo Star, it stood alongside the Sunset Domain on the southeastern continent—a technological empire. This body was named Lancelot Terresis, a twelve-year-old Quebecois, just like Logo, attending middle school.

the voices intoned, “then let it prove its worth. Face the Judgment of Origin.” The floor beneath Soren’s feet split open—revealing an endless abyss filled with swirling constellations. From its depths, something ancient began to rise. It wasn’t a being. It was the first god—the one that existed before creation, before the Council, before even Travian. Travian’s voice faltered. “Soren… that’s not a trial. That’s oblivion.” Soren’s lips curled. “Then let oblivion learn how love fights back.” He opened his palm. His heart—Travian’s heart—blazed like a newborn star.