Past Avatars Novels & Stories

"Number 10, Alex," a voice called out, echoing in our virtual world. The source was a vibrant bird avatar, known among us as Number 3. In this place, we had abandoned our real names in favor of numbers, cloaking our identities behind the avatars of animals and mythical creatures of our choosing. Yet, sometimes they still called me with name since I said it was okay to use my real name here.

I laughed at myself. How ridiculous! I abandoned everything for him. And yet, not only had he moved on, but he was now standing in front of everyone, mocking my sincerity, too. I nodded at this. Zeke was right. I had no home anymore. First, my grandmother had given me a home. Then, it was Zeke. But now, both of them were gone. As despair settled over me, Zeke pressed a few buttons on his phone, deleting my contact information along with every trace of our past.

indeed my son," said Khanza quietly. "My son and yours. Our son who lived two hundred years ago. " "HUH?!" “Remember my question the other day? About the two kingdoms? And you explain everything? It's your kingdom, Zo. Kingdom of someone named Kenzo. Kenzo and his wife, Khanza. They have a child. The boy managed to escape the attacks of Dharma and his soldiers, both humans and evil beings. Remember Ven? The ghost that always follows me? She is my younger brother in a past life. And big bro Keanu, he is a direct descendant of the Kenzo and Khanza of the past. " All of these explanations were so sudden, that it made Kenzo go crazy. The guy stared a

Every night until I was old enough to read for myself, my dad read it to me: 'During ancient times, there were only a few humans and many supernaturals. At first, their interactions were peaceful: werewolves helped humans to develop and dragons let the humans travel on their backs if they needed to cross oceans. Vampires and witches were cruel if crossed, but they mostly kept to themselves. So, humans were at peace and enjoyed life.

I whispered. "I'm the **First Iteration**," he said, a sad smile touching his lips. "The real Aris Vance died in 1998, Elara. I’m just the memory he left behind to watch the door. And believe me... you don't want to see what's behind it." ### The Founder's Last Stand

After all, I had no dignity in our previous life. Since then, I had experienced death and had long since come to terms with reality. In my past life, I was obsessed with him and believed him to be the best. I was willing to die for him, but I ended up drowning alone, despite my selfless dedication. Now that I was reborn, I sought neither revenge nor love. I simply wanted to enjoy the rest of my life in peace. Thalyx still refused to let me be. He wanted me to love him and tolerate him loving someone else.

I, you got a self governed internet. ".…What are you doing??…". Just as I finished sorting the gold bars that now has filled the entire warehouse, my phone became extremely hot in my pants. Looking at it, I saw pages of web pages opened and close. [Downloading information's…it's quite disturbing in here..looked at my new looks..I made myself and avatar..]. (T.A.S) T.A.S now has made an avatar of himself, he copied the looks of Alf#@$ from Bat%&n.

He ended the text with a victory hand emoji. Hendrix snorted and took a screenshot. This time, he sent the screenshot directly to Sabrina. "Sabrina, congratulations on your wedding. We'll never meet again." After sending it, he blocked both Sabrina and Rowan. From now on, they would be completely erased from his life. The flight attendant greeted him with a smile. "Have a pleasant flight, sir." Hendrix returned the smile politely. "Thank you. I'm looking forward to it." Then, he boarded the plane without a second glance.

The figures inside the rooms stepped out. Ava gasped. Ethan froze. Because the people emerging weren’t from their pasts. They were… Each other. Ava blinked, heart stopping. Another Ava stepped out of the right room—a perfect replica. Another Ethan stepped from the left—eyes cold. Kane’s voice vibrated through the facility. > “You refused to choose your past. Very well— Choose your present.” Both duplicates raised weapons at them. Ava and Ethan stood back to back, hands linked, breaths synchronized.

Veronica says. Why am I getting deja vu right now? “Why? What happened?” “It is…definitely not my story to tell.” She stood up with her tray walking towards the trash can and Rhea followed. “See you later, Ava.” Why was I such a slow eater?! * “So as after class work, let's all think about two people that we can say we trust wholeheartedly. Next class, we’ll review it.” Mr Hobbs who was the general therapy teacher said.