Otherworld Novels & Stories

I whispered one night as we sat by a fire. "It’s not crashing," Rowan said, staring into the flames. "It’s being **Overwritten**. The 'Real World' 2026 was just the final simulation. It was the 'Safety Net' for the elite. When you woke up in that warehouse, you didn't wake up in reality. You woke up in the 'Hard Drive.'" I felt a cold chill. "Then... where is the 'Real' world? The one with no ink and no wolves?" Rowan looked up at the purple moon.

Jax said, his eyes turning toward the sky, "this isn't about one world anymore. Look at the grid, you fool." I looked up. Beyond the grey sky, beyond the Void, I saw them. Thousands of other worlds. Thousands of other "Intersections." And every one of them was glowing with a faint, red light. The Red Blood hadn't just saved our Earth. It had **leaked**. My frequency had spread through the Multiverse like a virus of hope, and now, the owners of the universe were coming to kill the source.

Hands flexing as I stare blank at the space between us. ‘Thade?’ I can’t form sentences, but I force myself to look up at him. He inhales, reaching out to touch a hand to my shoulder. I stare at his fingers numb. A few hours ago, this was the hand of my lover. Now he’s… ‘Otherworld,’ he says quietly and I take a breath, holding my tongue and my questions. ‘The Otherworld,’ it’s almost a whisper, ‘it’s all true.’ He pauses, but I still can’t find anything to say.

“What did it choose?” Amara smiled through her tears. “You.” Lucian’s heart stopped. Then the child spoke again. “I choose both.” A shockwave exploded. The First Hunger screamed. The Blood Moon turned brilliant gold. And suddenly— a doorway appeared behind Lucian and Amara. Beyond it stood a world they had never seen. A world without cycles. Without death. Without creators. Without gods. A world waiting for them. Eve whispered: “The final world.” Lucian stared at the doorway.

An endless number of lights approaching. Emily stared. “What are those?” The Original's face became pale. “The worlds I never told you about.” Emily's heart sank. “What worlds?” The Original looked at her. “The ones outside this universe.” The lights drew closer. And then Emily realized they weren't stars. They were universes. Thousands of them. Each one carrying its own version of Emily. Each one carrying its own Kael. Each one carrying its own Elias. And every single one was moving toward them. The Original whispered:

The being nodded. "The timelines that never happened." A pause. "The worlds the system erased." Emma's stomach tightened. There were too many lights. Far too many. Millions. Billions. Perhaps more. Entire universes. Entire lives. Gone. Forgotten. Deleted. The End stirred inside her. But not violently. Quietly. Reflectively. Almost mournfully. Emma looked at one of the lights. The moment she focused— A vision unfolded. A different Earth. A different sky.

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?

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"

But another voice arised saying that the animal was not in control, it was possessed by dark deeds. Ella stared at the animal with tears in her eyes. It was fighting against itself. What she did next, she knew not what came over her. She just knew that she felt a foreign emotion flood her heart and white light illuminated her palms, lighting up the night sky. A ferocious screech came from beyond the veil.

I didn't quite understand her and where exactly she's heading to. She was still staring at me, not even blinking her eyes or breaking the eye contact. She looked all serious and tears were in her eyes and I could tell she was fighting it from flowing down her cheeks. I just stared at her dumbfounded, not having any words to say. "I'm not from Earth and what I told your mom wasn't all a lie – it was the truth. I'm from a place more like another world called Marazona. There, we don't have cars, we don't have clothes like this, we wear leaves. We don't know what a TV is or look like. And the most shocking part is that, we don't have male over there. I've never seen people of your gender before