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Others were almost completely dark. And beyond them stretched an endless black ocean. Aria stared. "What is this?" Her father looked around. "The space between worlds." Gabriel shook his head. "No." He looked at his device. "This is deeper than the space between worlds." Cael frowned. "How deep?" Gabriel swallowed. "We are outside the system." Everyone became silent. Aria looked at him. "Outside the system?" Gabriel nodded. "We're beyond the network of realities." The High Keeper looked toward the black ocean.

Astraea’s eyes widened. “Where?” Caelum looked upward. “At present?” “Yes.” “Nowhere you can reach.” Something cold moved through me. Kate became serious. “What does that mean?” “He comes from outside the worlds created by the Separation.” Eira stared. “Beyond the divided realms?” “Yes.” Ardan looked at Astraea. “And he finds her?” Caelum’s expression became distant. “Perhaps.” I hated that word. “When?” I asked. Caelum looked at me.

⸻ Every future appeared simultaneously. And in every single one… The same event occurred. ⸻ Something was approaching. ⸻ Not from the future. ⸻ Not from the past. ⸻ From beyond possibility itself. ⸻ 😱 ⸻ The guardian’s face turned pale. ⸻ Then he whispered: ⸻ “It’s too early…” ⸻ The stars darkened. ⸻ The Fourth Path trembled. ⸻ And a new message appeared across reality.

I look up Beyond everything Beyond the system Beyond even what I’ve become And I say quietly “…There’s something outside of it.” Silence Because that should be impossible The Watcher whispers “…There is no outside.” I shake my head slowly “…There is now.” And whatever it is It’s not part of anything Not balance Not change Not even existence itself And it’s moving toward us

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.

The air around me disappeared and I felt the walls closing in. “Danica. Some of those bruises on your back and arm are at least ten days old.” “I..I…” I began to stutter as nervousness took over. He saw what I had tried to hide for so long. He placed a hand on my arm. “You don’t have to be nervous or scared. We are here to help. And I just want you to know, that you can always find solace here. There are plans put in place for women who need to get away from their homes. For women who don’t feel safe.”

“See? Basic stuff.” Blaine and Adelina were strolling through the garden and around the house that Wednesday afternoon. He had asked her to narrate what it was like when she was unconscious. Some of the patients he had treated explained sob and quite horrifying stories of their woeful experiences in the 'dark room'. While only a handful had peaceful moments. Adelina seemed to have experienced a little bit of both. "Is it odd that I want to go back to that place? I mean, sometimes I just miss that peace and quiet."

Just like that, Tea became a winner! It is so much better to be a main wife than a concubine! Main wives were more favoured by the emperor, they had more resources and were supported by the feudal system. Tea was also shocked because this voice was the same voice she heard behind the bushes talking to a foreign woman. In her heart, she wondered whether she was just a substitute of some kind and the other woman would become her replacement. Many things went through her mind but none of it was shown on her face.

To put it bluntly, if not for the restrictions of his body, his internal energy would have scattered and fled long ago! Even so, Baeron's temples throbbed uncontrollably from the pressure of the energy within him desperately curling up into a ball! In just an instant, he fully realized that the man before him, the one they called Grandmaster Burrey, was an existence beyond his comprehension. Grandmaster Burrey… isn't human! He's a god! "You all…" Baeron mustered every ounce of his strength to turn his head and look at the instructors below the stage, desperately wanting to say something.

The contrast hit home. True love shone in actions, not empty words. A notification pinged with Andrea's latest social media update, interrupting my thoughts. The image captured her nestled intimately with my parents. Steven hovered nearby like a devoted guardian, and they exuded familial bliss. Behind them loomed the sleek outline of a cruise ship. [Nothing beats a complete family vibe.] Joyce's snarky comment appeared below. [You and Steven sure look like the picture-perfect fam.] But a quick refresh showed it had been deleted.