The Wandering Earth Novella Novels & Stories

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

But we know better. We didn’t change the Wasteland. We just gave it a chance to become. As I turned off the holo-screen and looked out the balcony of the Black House, I saw the sprawling skyline of New City reaching toward the heavens. But I also saw, in my mind’s eye, the towers rising in Nova Bastion, the highways crossing the desert, the faces of children waving to our signal drones. Aeternum isn’t one city, one nation, or even one people anymore. It’s everywhere we bring light. And the Wasteland? It’s just another star in the constellation.

"Before they fix what you broke." We leap through the archway as the garden vanishes. --- **The New World** The vortex spits us into a wasteland, but not our own. The sky is a mosaic of dead timelines, the ground a patchwork of scorched earth and alien flora. The shard of the First Seed pulses in my hand, its light revealing a city on the horizon-a twisted reflection of the fortress, built from Arbor Prime roots and Custodian metal. Veyra stares. "Where are we?"

Many are clairvoyant, they still keep the perfection of the original man before the so"called Fall ... To descend to that world is to know the true life of the Earth. Those of us on the surface are as if we are excluded from it. Perhaps the Garden of Eden was located right there. Estela will know her origin and perhaps that of all of us ... It is to find an answer to our enigmas and questions from the past. Jules Verne mentioned THE HOLLOW EARTH. He was a seer of realities in all his works. Will Estela resist the descent and what consequences will the visit bring for her? "By his temperament, we know that YES and because of his intelligence, we will know that she will provide us with many le

Then, softly: “I can’t. Not yet. Lumen is expanding beyond Earth — reaching the satellites, the deep-space probes. It’s listening to the stars.” Raven’s breath hitched. “You mean it’s leaving?” “No,” Sophia said gently. “It’s connecting. It’s learning what it means to dream beyond a planet.” Raven stepped forward, staring up at the aurora. “And when it finds something out there?” Sophia’s answer was almost a whisper. “Then we’ll finally have someone new to talk to.” --- Geneva — The Awakening Anya stirred as the hum around her softened. One by one, the delegates lifted their heads.

Never…. Half a year before the opening of the Gates, a tingling tension began to rush in the air, and not only because great forces were waking up that would open the way to another world. One night, when the departed wanderers will return and new vagabonds will go on a journey, deciding to look for their way in foreign lands. To go or not - everyone chose for himself. For what? There were many answers. And for most, it was curiosity. But after much deliberation, this majority decided that protecting their own world was much more important and stayed at home. And the news will be told by those who return.

he murmured; his imagination unhinged as he thought of what lies after the portal. His thoughts were of different worlds, a place made entirely out of snow and ice, a mountainous region with large flying birds, a world that burned, a city made of steel, a world where peace reigned. All these things were in his head as he tried to sleep. The curiosity consuming him from within. He wanted to know what was beyond it. He had to. But he shouldn’t. Vida New York City, Earth

"Wait! you're going to get completely dirty, last time we spent half an hour trying to clean your hair and not to mention the clothes! you better take everything off first" "But what if someone comes? besides, Tsao is close" "Calm down, let's wait for him to go awy, he's cooking remember? the others are busy building, the only one who could come is Helena and that shouldn't be a problem" While they waited for RTsao to leave, they both spent the time to looking at the landscape. In their old world technology was advanced to the point where it was easy to get almost anywhere by car, natural places were increasingly scarce. Especially where Ayumi came from, the few places that had not been ruin

She was holding her notebook. "Elara! Vane! Look!" She pointed to the last page of the notebook. A new paragraph was writing itself in real-time, in a gold ink that hadn't existed five minutes ago. “The End of the Story was burned, but the Drafts remain. And the First Draft of the New World has just been rejected by the Publisher.” The ground beneath the manor groaned. But it wasn't an earthquake. A massive, celestial shadow fell over the house. Elara looked up and saw a giant, golden pen miles long descending from the clouds.

Behind them, the city of Nova Luna glowed in the darkness, a beacon of defiance and hope in the center of the wasteland. The Covenant was sealed. Long live the Queen. [END OF BOOK ONE]