The World Has Gone Crazy Novels & Stories

Fane nodded, asking, "Why is it so bad? Are the third-grade worlds and second-grade worlds fighting an open war?" The skinny man sighed, "It's not just that. They're all crazy. Not a single person there is normal. For the sake of treasures, they're all going crazy." To leave that place as soon as possible, the skinny man spoke very quickly. He told Fane about everything, and after he finished, Fane and Rudy both frowned.

The entire world is falling into chaos! I fell silent. I did not expect them to become this extreme. After a long while, I finally heaved a sigh. “I’ll go back. Not because I miss it but because I don’t want an entire world to collapse because of me.” [Thank you, host! I’ll send you back immediately!]

CEO's room. The familiar dark aura welcomes our presence. Avery makes herself comfortable while I remain standing confused. "You're crazy in your way really. How are you going to stand while begging? You should be on your knees if you are so desperate" Mr. CEO's emotionlessly voice comes from besides the window.

) Vampire was unamused voice responded as if she knew that Mad wouldn’t be happy about it. Mad clicked his tongue, “who the fuck let my cute little sisters alone without supervision?” He could hear the under voice, ‘ugh, I know it will be like this.’ (They are under my supervision. Focus, Mad.) Crazy answered in his annoyed voice. It was his everyday voice, by the way. “Ah, okay.” He scratched his neck awkwardly. “Anyway, the passage is fairly complicated. Please hold their hands.” (... okay.) Crazy was a bit fiddly about it.

“Did you ever sit down to wonder how crazy everything has gotten in the past few years? Stuck in the life no one ever wondered about and fighting a war to save the world where no one even knows our effort? It feels right but at the same time it feels absurd?” he said, with a confused look “it’s true everything feels absurd and we’re stuck in a war nobody knows about. But definitely we’ll get to the root of this.” I said, it was worse that I was being the enthusiastic one, he was always the one with the positive vibes and energy “it’s crazy how everything changed within the space of a time. And I know we’re still adjusting to the effect and the reasons but things will not remain the same, it

"Agree, and I'll leave you alone. Disagree, and I'll keep cutting your face every ten minutes until you do." Gwyneth watched Liana, who seemed totally mad. "You do realize Asher's about to go bankrupt, right? Is it really worth losing your sanity over a guy who's about to crash?" "How could he be going bankrupt?" Liana stared at Gwyneth, disbelief in her eyes. "Are you lying to me?" Gwyneth scoffed. "Go ahead and look it up online."

"I don't need any......." "Yeah, right. You don't need any help from anybody. That antiquated piece of shit you're driving needs new tires and oil change and God only knows what else. You've got nothing to eat that would keep more than a hamster alive. You 've got next to no cash. No plastic. No bank card. No gas card. Exposing yourself to the rogue. But you don't need any help. Oh, on . Not the indomitable Annie simon. Shit, Annie! Her jaw dropped. How do you know that I......"

Albert asked. Victoria pulled out her tablet. Showed us news footage. Cities burning. People screaming. Chaos everywhere. "Enhanced individuals are going crazy," she said. "All over the world. They're losing control. Attacking people. Destroying things. It started an hour ago. Dozens of incidents. Now hundreds. It's spreading." "Why?" Grace asked. "What's making them—"

We both held each other tightly, as we both drifted off to sleep. CONRI. I'm going insane! I'm fucking going crazy! Everything is just crumbling around me. And I can't do anything about it. This is not me. This is not who I am. I am always in control. I get whatever I want. Why then I'm I not able to handle everything right now. Why does it feel like my world is about to shatter right in front of me? And I won't be able to do anything.

Lyric Planes are literally falling from the fucking sky. How is that even possible? The whole world is a disaster. That little stretch of promenade where I wanted to open my perfect, pastel-coloured ice cream parlour? Wiped out by a tsunami. A fucking tsunami. Gone. It’s raining fat, cold drops in places where the ground should be cracked and dry, and it’s freezing my ass off where it should be sticky hot. The world is a hot, chaotic mess, and the constant wrongness of it scrapes at my nerves.