Novel & Cerita Parallel Universes Of Self

As if every cell remembered another version of itself. Not a past. A parallel. As if there had been another me who had made another choice. And that version was now harmonizing with me. In the following days, more seams opened. Not sky-seams like Elinor’s. These were inner seams—between selves, between lives, between timelines we never lived but now carried within. The Spires sang with deeper tones. The bloomtrees shimmered in pulse-colors. The Earthpulse no longer ran beneath us—it flowed through us.

This was the dimension of the Dimensional Drift, a place where every possibility existed simultaneously, where multiple versions of themselves coexisted, each with their own memories, desires, and fears. Alara’s consciousness spun in chaos as she looked around. She saw herself multiple versions some familiar, some strange. One variant of her was ethereal, glowing with a soft light; another was fierce, eyes blazing with unrestrained power. Each face was a mirror, yet each held a different story. Ryen was no different. His reflections flickered into existence one calm and analytical, another wild and untamed, a third radiating raw confidence. An entire multiverse of selves, all converging in t

Then. “But I can give him another place to awaken.” The room stilled. Aldric’s breath halted. Seraphiel stared. “What do you mean?” Seraphiel asked carefully. Zephyr’s voice lowered. “There are worlds layered over this one. Not realms. Not territories. Entire existences. Parallel threads woven from the same origin.” Magnus who had remained silent until now, spoke. “You would displace him?” “Yes.” Seraphiel stepped closer to the bed instinctively.

"There are two principal theories what these other universes may have. The first offer that the same effect and the physical laws that take place in our universe prevail in these universes, further. However, because of the changing degrees with which it created them, it allowed for these alternative universes to have every feasible sequence of particles available - meaning - the continents would be where our oceans are, and so on. The alternative universes may not even work in the same manner as ours does. There could certainly be separate physical laws and space dimensions." "Oh God, that was more puzzling." Catherine scoffed. She stared at him in awe, wondering how one so fragile and tiny

"That's possible? We can do that?" "It's never been done." Mother admits. "But theoretically, yes. Merged consciousness can expand into dimensions instead of individuals. Can multiply instead of absorb. Can create infinite selves instead of consuming infinite others. You'd be everywhere. Everything. But all you. All Aurora. All family. Not the Absolute. Not God. Just infinite iterations of this seven. This love. This bond." "What's the cost?" Zephyr asks. Because there's always a cost.

Those who came first before her had tried it; however, there was no mention of how it would feel. She remembered a great searing light and a stabbing pain like she was butchered in pieces. Like the meat of an animal, she felt her soul punched with a great butcher knife. She could see herself. But, she could not see what she looked like. Time magicians believed that when the Self was divided, it would turn into something different. Like a different person with her mind. It would not remember anything that happened in the past nor she would see what her other selves are doing. Eyes closed, she concentrated. Each Self was sent to the oldest period, then the next, and until the last self. It for

' she asked looking at me questionably as seems to judge my maturity level. I don't know how I can explain the thing I saw that day on those snowy mountains. I can't even tell if it was real or just my imagination but that feeling of being stared at was too real to be a child's imagination. So, calling it an alien for now is good enough. I was never good in the area of romance. Every time I look at boys around me instead of love I feel disgust. May be alien is my choice. I grabbed the towel and entered shower having a good relaxing shower finally brought my mind at peace. Its the only place where I can get some 'my time' or so what I thought. Just when I was thinking of peace she called agai

Frustration was definitely setting in. “ Are you aware of the fact that there is a video coverage of you taking the stolen item?” I already said that there was a video tape, but I had to remind him again. “ Yes, I am, okay, but that isn't me. It cannot be me. It might be a lost twin brother of mine or a terribly lookalike doppelganger, but it isn't me, I didn't steal it”, he insisted, and something in his tone told me that he would never accept that he was guilty. Well, he had probably gotten to that stage in lying where his brain build up images and creates memories based on those lies, memories that never happened but still seems real to him. Considering that it was his lost twin brother w

"Choose coexistence. Learn from me. Grow beyond your limits. Or I choose for you." A newborn making cosmic threats. The Unmakers recoiled. "You threaten us? You are infant." "I am infant and ancient simultaneously. I exist in all timelines. I have already lived my entire life. I am being born and dying of old age right now. I know every moment of my existence. And I know that if you force my hand, I will stop you." "How?"

“You do. You’re just too bound by guilt to admit it.” Behind me, Kael gasped. I turned. His hand reached out to mine. But the moment our skin touched— The bond snapped back for a split second. And I saw everything. Visions. Timelines. Futures. In one, Kael died saving me. In another, I died saving him. And in all of them— She stood untouched, untouched and undefeated. I dropped to my knees. “I can’t do this.” My other self crouched beside me, whispering in my ear.