Three Worlds Theory Novels & Stories

There was no center anymore—not in reality, not in perception, not in existence itself. Everything was distributed across multiple incompatible versions of itself. Ethan spoke quietly. “…Emma, it feels like there’s no main world anymore.” Emma responded. “There isn’t.” A pause. “Only many worlds that don’t agree.” Silence. The structure beyond reality flickered again. The eye now resembled infinite overlapping realities with no hierarchy of truth, each one fully active yet unable to unify with the others. The voice returned one final time. Not as statement. Not as question. But as system acknowledging its own loss of singularity.

Elara's chest tightened. “What are my options?” Ren raised his hand. The darkness split apart. Three paths appeared. The first was bright. The five worlds were peaceful. Everyone lived safely. No wars. No disasters. No suffering. The second was dark. The worlds were completely independent. No one could control them. But they were vulnerable. Wars could happen. People could die. Nothing was guaranteed. The third was empty. There were no worlds. No people. No creators. Nothing. Elara stared. “What is the third?”

By this time, he was not even pretending to care about not letting people to discover the abnormalities in their situation. The silent guests did enjoy their stay. But the island was only so big and could completely be toured around in just two days. The experiences it could offer, like fishing, planting, crafting with local produce, could barely distract everyone in wondering about the enemy that drew away two of the masters of the house. Had they stayed, they would probably be in danger, right? “Our universe is actually composed of just three Great Worlds, the Skyworld, the Mortal World, and the Underworld.”

he advises in a grim voice. And I do. I see figures in the fire. “A time ago, a long time ago, there were three worlds. One for humans, one for the Others, and one for the demons. Demonkind was never satisfied with what they had. The Others were prideful individuals. And humans? Humans were still discovering themselves. They were little more than animals at that point.” I see three floors in the fire with beats with horns on the top level and strange shaped creatures in the middle and then ape like things on the bottom.

"The Volkov crest. I haven't seen that since the Docks cleanup in '16." ​"I thought we broke them," Arthur said, his eyes fixed on the image of his own home. "I thought when we leveled that warehouse district, we buried the Roman Empire for good. I was told the leadership was scattered. I was told they were gone." ​"They were quiet, sir," Simmons corrected grimly. "But shadows don't stay dead. They just wait for the lights to dim."

“For the new emerge, the old must die, dear doctor. This current world is in decline. So much so that for the most insignificant reason there is an important confrontation or conflict. The two world wars were due to one man, the third will also be for one, with the great difference that this time that man will come to rule the world, under our direction and advice. That man will be Joseph, doctor; he will be a great leader who will unite the new world under one religion, which will rise from the ashes of the old.” “The Third World War? And because of Joseph? You are crazy! Do you know how many religions there are in the world? What makes you think the world will forget its beliefs and religi

They are all Eleven in numbers but when a meeting was to be held, the two main leaders will Join the eleven elders to make a total of thirteen elders. Back to the different types of world. There are eight worlds in the whole Galaxy. The Vampdragon world, The Dwarf world, The beast world, The Human world, The Alien world, The Virus world, The Demon world, and the werewolf world. Those in the Vampdragon world are the only species known to leave their world at will without any problem, the other worlds don't have such access, as they lack in technology and other advanced equipment that would help in teleporting from their world.

Three days until celestial alignment and unavoidable cosmic choice. Yet maybe these impossible decisions share a common answer, a common resolution through understanding what connects our bloodlines. What designates us First, Second, and Third of three. Third of three. The creature's identification follows me into the night, into the clearing, into whatever awaits us—the impossible choices facing me, facing all of us—as the boundaries between worlds prepare to thin, as entities beyond our comprehension await their opportunity to destroy our world.

Their world was being pulled toward him. The floor beneath them began disappearing. Not breaking. Not collapsing. Disappearing. The white ground became transparent. Beyond it was an endless darkness. And within that darkness were countless worlds. Millions. Billions. Each one contained a different Evelyn. Different Lucians. Different Elis. Different versions of Kael. Different lives. Different deaths. Evelyn stared. "How many worlds?" Kael whispered, "All of them." The father spoke. "Every world you created." Evelyn's heart sank.

Any third party, with the exception of Alexis, would be very confused by the information that was being shared so casually in this room. There were three kinds of worlds: higher worlds; lower worlds, and; sealed worlds. Higher worlds were worlds inhabited by 'non-mortals'. The lower worlds were those inhabited by mortals. But it wasn't as simple as that. Those regarded as mortals were those below the heaven realm. Although the above-mortal realm made it seem like one had finally transcended mortality, it wasn't so. The above-mortal realm was so named not because one wasn't truly a mortal anymore, but to remind the wielder that his power could only be exerted over those in the mortal realm. H