Novel & Cerita Parallel Universe Writing Prompts

If there is life over the horizon, I wonder what it looks like. Just like kids wondering if there's really a pot of gold at the end of rainbow. For me, I wondered a lot about the horizons too. Most of the times I think that my grandma has been influencing me with the supernatural stuff since I always listen to her stories. One time I remember her telling me that she believe that somewhere out there, there is another world parallel to our world. It made no sense to me because hypothetically speaking, I don't think it is even real. Moreover, it is so hard to trust on something that you have heard but you haven't witnessed before. That is why I have never been a firm believer of any of those un

“Please tell me I am dreaming.” “N…” Dorthy’s hand came up in Journee’s face before anything else could be said. “Did you see all that too?” She paced the room. “No wait…I must be going crazy. Or maybe I already am! This is all your fault, Jo. YOUR FAULT! If you didn’t tell me all those weird stories, I wouldn’t have had these…” “DOE!” Journee yelled to get Dorthy’s attention. “WHAT!?” “This is all real. You aren’t imagining things. It is the truth!” Journee shook Dorthy by the shoulders. “Don’t you get it? Parallel world. Spirits, Ghosts, Demons, you name it exist!”

Detaching from the current world and transferring to the parallel world. I don't know how long it had been, but my eyes snapped open, and I sat up in bed. There was no suffocating smell of blood. Warm sunlight spilled through the white curtains, and the room smelled like jasmine. I touched my chest. There was a heart there, beating strong and steady. This was... the parallel world the System promised? A world without pain or betrayal? The doorbell chimed. My heart skipped a beat. Driven by an intense gut feeling, I sprinted to the door barefoot.

When she closed her eyes, she saw unlimited universes, some similar to theirs and others completely unrecognisable. ‘But where is Sikandar?’ Focus on finding him. Ayesha tried to do as advised. The multiverse spun like a kaleidoscope before stopping at the real dimension, where Sikandar and co were enjoying pizza with a young woman. Now, try to imagine a tunnel between your world and the real world. Ayesha did as asked and soon she could hear what they were saying. “Pineapple pizza is legit,” Meeran claimed, “You guys just hate it because you think it’s cool to hate it.”

On the very next line beneath Portia's elegant script, she wrote in her own gentle, flowing handwriting: No matter how big the storm, we never let go. Portia looked down at the words, her eyes glistening. Under the canopy of the glass greenhouse, surrounded by the warmth of thousands of fairy lights, the future no longer felt like a terrifying battlefield—it felt like a beautiful promise they were already living.

“Tell us about it, “Baby Robbie said. Savannah placed one of the mysterious props that looked like an East Emperor Bell in the center of the table. She then placed several small planet-shaped props around them. She held a magnet-like object in her hands and closed her eyes while she started muttering a chant. Soon, the props on the table moved into a brand new arrangement. When Savannah stopped chanting, one of the planets fell into the East Emperor Bell. The East Emperor Bell then trembled violently, causing the planet to break apart. Baby Robbie stared at Savannah curiously. “What does this mean?” Savannah said, “My master told me there are many parallel universes in this world. There are

Chapter 10 The words replayed in my head. It occurred to me just now, the last words she had said to me. What were the last words I had said to her? My memory grows fuzzier with each hour that passes in this place. It was unhealthy, how easy it was to ignore. It was a different world, after all. A parallel universe. Anything could happen. Was I hoping that I would find her again here? Is that not how parallel universes worked? The people were the same but since they had made different decisions, they had landed in different places of their life. It may not be possible since there was nothing human about this world. However, if dopplegangers existed, it wasn’t as if they would have a clue of

I haven't read that much thoo. “Uhh-- a bit?” I smile weirdly as if I can see her looking at me in disbelief. “I don’t know but maybe it’s the answer. We are from parallel universes.” That will give me a headache. “I want to believe. Would you still talk to me the next day? I surely need your help. Your texts help me a lot in my every decision.” Yes. On my important ones too. “I will, but there is a chance it will not be an exact identical event. You changed a lot of those, right? It will affect your future.” She is right.

His words struck sharp, each one laced with accusation. I bit my lower lip before admitting to everything — well, almost I just made sure to talk about the things that I knew would interest him like Lennox's abilities. “And… there’s a parallel world,” I finally admitted, my heart racing. “That's where all the werewolves are. Lennox took me there once, but I have no idea how we got there. It happened too quickly.” His eyes narrowed, suddenly sharp and calculating. “A parallel world?” he echoed slowly. “What do you mean?”

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