The Strange Turbulent World Ant Novels & Stories

At that moment, it was crowded and there was a commotion. The strange phenomena had appeared in the World Universe, so many sects from the Nine Mainlands had immediately rushed there. There were about a few hundred thousand people; it was a sight to behold! There were also many familiar faces in the crowd—the Elixir Sect’s Sect Master Andy Curtis from the Great East, Quincy Long, Princess Long from the South Cloud World, Lindsay Jones, Sect Master of Westrington’s Five Poison Sect, and the five main sects from the World Universe, as well as, Dax Sanders from Flower Mountain, Chester Wilson from the Eternal Life Palace, the Dixon quadruplets from Elysium Gate, and many others.

What a strange guy! ***

And it was coming hotter than ever. The strange man said he would return. Anton wonders if I have a twin. The storm was here. I only hope I will be able to stand strong when it blows.

" They went out into the big square on the hill. The big buildings are lined up. They were all wide enough to look stocky despite being ten times the height of a human. The walls are strangely carved. Each large block of stone is engraved with locking wheels. Metal pipes ran through the bricks in and out, like huge swarms of maggots emerging from the ground and coiling back. The walls have turned black from soot and previously had sewage leaking from the pipes, leaving large rust stains on the walls. From inside came a terrifying engine noise. With that, the stranger turned and headed towards the bow of the ship. He stood eagerly like a great god. Filled with fear and reverence for strange s

He could hear hands working desperately at the lock and that made him brim with anticipation. Finally, he thought, till the door opened for him to see a tall macho man with overgrown beards and tattoos scattered all over his body. The shock from seeing the stranger made him almost unable to speak. He had heavy rock music pounding in his apartment. “Can I help you mate?” his deep voice could make anybody’s knees buckle with frightful intimidation. “Sorry…I came to the wrong door,” Kylian broke out in an uncoordinated stutter, “I was looking for some girl named Maya, she lives on this floor…I don’t know if you might know her, somehow.”

There they watched a moving chain of winged lobsters cross a great transatlantic aqueduct spilling roses into a desert with an avocado sun made of five glowing jewels in its skin and a clock which raced madly backward from inside an opened tin can. “That was as bizarre as Alice Through the Looking Glass,” Evelyn mumbled to herself as they emerged from the exhibit, but it served its purpose. Afterwards, visitors to the demonstration were treated to various snack-sized samples of the foods they’d seen, in just big enough portions to take the edge off their hunger.

ELIZABETH: The world was blurry when I first opened my eyes. My head throbbed like someone had taken a hammer to it, and a deep, dull ache settled in the base of my skull. I blinked rapidly, trying to force clarity back into my vision. It felt as though the air was thick, suffocating, and the room I was in was dimly lit, with shadows creeping up the walls. My arms felt strangely heavy, and it wasn't until I tried to move them that I realized they were bound. Panic surged through me like ice water in my veins.

The letter reminds me of a legend my mom always narrated to me before sleeping. Long ago, my ancestors travelled through the depths of time seeking survival from the fangs of dangers an aging world brings them. They sought for shelter that would protect them from blazing heat that pierces through their bodies – the world was too big to search for purpose. Once in a night, the M’ri stumbled upon a mountain reaching the depths of the stars. It was high enough to see how far they’ve gone, looking from its top as they gaze to the line that separates the land and the air. They sat circling around a bonfire, singing for their great feat that defied through time.