The Novel Realm Novels & Stories

“Sounds like the start of some terrible legend.” “It is,” Aria replied quietly, her eyes fixed on the intricate symbols and pathways etched into the page. “The First Realm… it’s where the veil between worlds was first created. It’s where the Heart was forged, where the balance of light and dark began.” Kael let out a low whistle. “So, basically, we’re heading straight into the birthplace of all this chaos. Great. Just great.” Aria glanced at him, the corners of her lips twitching in a brief, humorless smile. “You signed up for this, remember?”

And when Seren looked upon the Realm of Echoes from afar, she whispered, “He became what I feared to be—a guardian of the past.” --- Veyra – The Realm of Dreams Where Elyon built stillness, Veyra built chaos— the Realm of Dreams. Here, imagination reigned unchecked. Oceans floated above the skies; mountains inverted themselves into glowing valleys of light. Creatures were born from thoughts before they were even conceived. Reality bent itself around desire. Veyra’s laughter was the thunder that shook stars. She roamed her endless world barefoot, painting clouds with the dust of fallen suns,

“Which is why I’m your mate. Now let’s see how much fun we can have while we get down to business creating the foundations for history.” “I guess it should be interesting to see how this will turn out. Though, only time will tell on that.” Raven shifted up onto her tiptoes and kissed her mate as her fingers buried in his hair at the back of his head. FIFTEEN YEARS LATER The Dream Realm is a work in progress and will always be. It’s an ever changing and shifting in one place or another. There’s always something hidden or popping up in some long-forgotten corner. Or was that place there yesterday? Yes, life would never be quiet for anyone.

“She’s ours, Kaiden. Fate brought her to us for a reason. And if it’s fate, then we’ll fight for her. No matter how long it takes.” I nodded, feeling his resolve seep into me. “We’ll fight for her,” I repeated softly. “Always,” Slade vowed. SOMEWHERE DEEP IN ANOTHER REALM Narrator’s Point of View The other realm was a place where shadows lived, and darkness thrived. The air was heavy, thick with an unnatural energy that prickled against the skin like static. The sky above was a swirling vortex of crimson and black, with no stars or moon to offer reprieve—only the faint, eerie glow of a fiery rift that split the heavens.

According to Valeur, who was historically proven to be an honest man, one of their children was able to escape from Valeur's games. Phuture's logical conclusion was that one of her oldest escaped to discover their whereabouts, but she was unsure if anyone would be able to locate her without help. The Realm was a separate world for meetings, negotiations, and conversation. Unlike True Domain and Protective Domain, The Realm was not specialized for direct combat. Therefore, even if they wanted to fight against their enemy, it would take an effort of swapping realms to engage in battle.

“Congratulations, Alaric. For passing the first level. You’ve leveled up.” I blinked. “Wait—leveled up? Is this some kind of game? Like a system? The ones I read about or watch?” “Call it whatever you wish. See it however you like. Just follow the instructions, and you might get to see your family.” I snorted. “Sounds like blackmail. Nice.” “And yet,” the voice said, “you continue walking forward.” “Yeah, yeah. So what are you? A god? An AI? …Wait, AI didn’t exist in the 12th century. Or—do they?”

I said. Elyria sat beside me, rubbing a hand on my back. “Relax, son. Remember this. This realm is more tangible than the realm of the living. What happens here controls what goes on there.” “I don’t understand,” I said. Calista chirped, her voice too shrill. “Essentially, you have books here because they exist here. How do you think scrolls are lost, and books go into extinction?” “I don’t know… uh… chance?” Calista and Elyria laughed. Miranda just smiled.

"Initiating 'The Great Restoration'! We’re going to 'Delete' this boring house and 'Re-spawn' the Blackwood Keep!" The ground beneath their feet began to vibrate. The wooden porch turned to white glass, and the green pines unwove into streams of violet-gold code. The "Real World" was being "Over-written" by the "Idealized North"—a version of their home that was too bright, too perfect, and completely devoid of the "Ache." "Dada! The air is turning to candy!" Kaelen cried out, his eyes weeping "Pure Context." Lyra lunged for the "New Author," her obsidian blade appearing in a flurry of violet sparks. "Get out of our life! We aren't your 'Fan-Fiction'!"

She set it on the perfect spot, slowly climbed up, and sat on the wooden plank as she pulled out an ordinary thick book from the shelf with the caption, "Enchanters." Yuna stroked the rough leather surface of the book, amused by how she doesn't feel any sign of dust on it. She slowly lifted it open, and a page full of culture and illustration was what she saw. After being stunned, she read every page and broadly memorized them. "Nevaeh" This world is named Nevaeh and yes, she was in another world and not in another dimension. There are four kingdoms standing and ruling their own lands.

The artificial dimension is a space with a boundary limit existing at a man-made realm, where it was created by science and magic. This space does not interfere with the space in reality, but its time is connected to it. Originally this space was created for storage purposes, but then simulations were added to the system— creating any possible scenery, now it sells as one of the best worldwide products as a reality simulation dimension, which was created by Central Imperial Island.