Un Mundo Idal Novels & Stories

“Right. The demons that are trying to bite me and kill me.” “Capture you,” he replies, matter-of-factly. “They don’t want you dead. Their orders are to capture you alive.” “And you know this because?” I press. “Because killing the Righ would destroy the balance of the worlds,” Idril says, irritably. I glare at him, “You know what, you don’t have to be so snarky with me, pal. I don’t even know elves existed till a few days ago so how the hell should I know any of this?”

The clear voice rang out quickly, she took a deep breath and added: "Tell me, what are you going to do to help me get back to the real world, and what do I need to do next?" The other side did not seem to be surprised at Adela's quick answer, he smiled lightly: "In front of you is the setup and operation of this world. Its purpose is...to help you get through. five random worlds to return to reality." "Five random worlds?" Adela looked at the white screen in front of her eyes that was lit up with words like a computer screen, she bewilderedly asked if it was not because she was startled to find that this world was actually created because of her. Because she or not is no longer important? Wh

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.”

"You're right. I've long detested this world. It is filled with foolish beings that I find repulsive. I want to enter the world of the divine. It is a world far superior to this one, where everyone is immensely powerful. They lack the ignorance and greed of the insects in this world. It's a perfect world, and today is the day I ascend," Loja declared. "Ascend?" Wilbur narrowed his eyes. Loja sneered. "Indeed, I'm going to ascend, going to enter a higher world, far away from these pitiful creatures. I will be pursuing higher ideals."

But they weren’t always that way. Dead Worlds were worlds that served the stage for battles amongst the gods. These were worlds that were once thriving and brimming with life, but had been destroyed after constantly hosting the wars of powerful gods and Origin Artefacts. These were worlds that failed to survive during the Chaotic Era. One of these worlds was Alr. Alr was more desolate than any other world in the universe. There wasn’t a patch of grass or a well of water in the entire planet. It was the true definition of the word barren.

“Sorry. I’m not great at becoming a goddess.” Her expression changes, serious again. “I will offer you a choice." My body tenses instinctively. "A choice?" “You may return,” she says. “To your life. Your body. Your timeline.” My breath catches. Return? Is that even fucking possible? "Yes," she answers. Yup, you can read my mind. God she heard it too, but isn't she the Goddess? "Clara," her voice cuts. “If you fail again… if peace is not achieved through you…”

"I'll need funding. Give me one month. I'm confident I can figure it out." Lionel studied him for a long time before saying in a low voice, "I need time to think. I'll give you an answer tomorrow morning." That night, Lionel lay awake in bed, tossing and turning. The idea of traveling between worlds with a system sounded unreal, almost ridiculous. In the past, whenever he heard people talk about time travel or parallel worlds, he would laugh it off as nonsense. But Iris had truly vanished without a trace. If there was even a chance of finding her, did it matter how unrealistic it sounded?

Thank you for staying with them through the dark moments - the murders, the conspiracies, the experiments, the coma - and celebrating with them during the beautiful moments. When I started writing "In His World," I wanted to tell a story about two broken people who found each other in the most unlikely circumstances and chose to build something real together. I wanted to explore what happens when a contract marriage becomes actual love, when desperation becomes hope, when strangers become soulmates. Elena and Adrian's story is about choice. They weren't destined to fall in love - they chose it. Every single day for twenty-three years, they woke up and chose each other. Through danger and pea

Richard nodded proudly. “Every major city.” Adrian whispered, “You’re insane.” Richard smiled calmly. “No.” He looked directly at Samuel. “I’m correcting history.” Samuel’s hands trembled. “You’re going to kill billions.” Richard shrugged. “Temporary sacrifice.” Adrian growled. “For what?” Richard’s eyes gleamed. “To reset the world.” Samuel whispered, “…Reset.” Richard nodded. “Back to the beginning.” Adrian frowned. “You mean war?” Richard shook his head.

I wanted to surprise him! However, on the day he left the hospital, I completely lost my sight. "It's alright, Carol. I would never look down on you!" I punched him playfully, laughing so hard that I snorted. "If you ever looked down on me, who else in this world would stick with you until the grave?" "Duh! Carol, you're my favorite!" After the battle, with a little nudge from me, Justin agreed to work with Dynastara. He provided the funding, and Dynastara supplied the technology. Together, they brought countries like Garvos under Dynastara's protection.