Quantum Immortality Novels & Stories

“Okay, so let’s just say he wanted me to come here in order to keep me safe. That doesn’t explain where he went.” He grimaces. “Maybe he had to disappear. Maybe it was the only way to protect the both of you.” It feels like there’s an anchor on my heart. It just keeps dropping lower and lower. “Was he…” I struggle to put words together. “If I’m… a nonhuman… does that mean that he was, too? That he is?” “Yes. It’s genetic. Unless…” “Unless what?” He shakes his head. "Nothing." There's something else he wants to say, though. I see it tucked away, on the tip of his tongue.

"It's like binding a contract." "Contract?" Humarap ako sa kan'ya habang nanatili ang dibdib na nakapatong sa dibdib niya. "My immortality is limitless, even if you put black magic on me that makes me die, it won't have any effect on me. However, there is a possibility that binding contracts connecting life with life might make me mortal. For example, what I did to you was binding my immortality to you." "Does that even work?" Nakakalito ang sinasabi niya.

“It must be her. There is no one else.” Even if I am the target of her vengeance. I closed my eyes, remembering the rage in her eyes after I dragged her from Casimir’s quarters, the fire that consumed my wing, her utter indifference to my injuries. She knew. She had pieced together my immortality and traced it back to the witch purge three centuries ago. “By the time she is strong enough to perform the ritual, she won’t just break the curse, she’ll have your blood spilled across the walls of this manor,” Andreus hissed, his eyes blazing. “I will not stand by and watch it happen again!”

Jax whispered, his silver fur bristling. The Fallen Iteration didn't have skin or clothes. They were made of Strange Matter—a hypothetical form of quark matter that is denser and more stable than ordinary atoms. To touch them was to risk a chain reaction that would turn your own biology into a frozen, crystalline statue. The Physics of the Mirror: Quantum Entanglement Rhys’s scanners went into a frenzy. "Elara, we have a Non-Local Correlation problem. Because they are us—spiritually and genetically—we are Quantumly Entangled with them."

“Refuse to end.” A chill moved through existence. The First Queen lowered her gaze. As if she already knew the answer. The Last Witness continued. “When a universe dies, some beings cannot accept it.” The approaching figures became slightly clearer. They cling to existence. The shadows continued moving. They survive the death of their reality. Nyros crossed his arms. “That does not sound impossible.” The Last Witness looked at him. “It becomes impossible after the first million years.” Nyros immediately fell silent. The balance trembled. The Last Witness continued. They continue existing after their stories end.”

with that I punched him hard on his chest with all of my energy and power that he bumped on the tree some few meters away. "You love darkness. You are dark and so are your thoughts and intentions. No wonder you would turn into something horrible. I should have killed you. I should have closed your chapter long ago. I could have been able to save so many lives if I had been able to do something to you, including that of Margaret. You used all of them for all of your selfish needs and then threw them as the trashes around. I could have saved Royal queen mother, Briada, and even Ezio if I had killed you on time," I strode slowly towards him. "You don't deserve to be immortal. Why do you even fo

Of all the bodies I have taken over there was no cook, unfortunately. “I am confident that what happened in the past will stay in the past.” He look at me with a serious face and kissed my cheek and left. You better spare me some of your memories. I tried concentrating so I can fetch another more of Avant’s memory this lady is stubborn I want to slap the shit out of her. As the years went by one thing that I mustered is the art of being patient. Maybe I have to be a patient for a little while to get her memories. The real owner of these bodies are just like sleeping but their subconscious is awake that’s why the moment I leave they will just think they have been in a fantastic dream but some

I keep my attention on her, wondering what she's thinking. "Yes, they are... but they can be killed." "Correct, my child." Understanding begins to wash over me, as I realize what the Oracle is getting at. Kenji appears to be on the same page as he finishes Wynter's thought. "As long as their head is ripped off, and their body burned. Otherwise, they just heal themselves." Instead of responding, the Oracle simply nods his head in agreement. "Immortality, in that case, doesn't mean you will never die. Only that you don't suffer from the vulnerabilities of others. So like how a werewolf can be killed with silver, wolfsbane, or extensive injuries."

“Why?” I had several reasons myself, but I wanted to know his. “Because immortality isn’t the same thing as invincibility.” His gaze dropped. “When Ezra activated his immortality genes, he still bled. He still broke. He still needed Cadence to stabilize him.” His fingers curled. “But whatever Cadence created…” His voice lowered. “She couldn’t hurt it. Couldn’t kill it. Couldn’t even destroy it. That’s the description of someone invincible.”