World Building In Books Novels & Stories

"No, but I can't get into details, let's just say they wanted two different things in two different worlds and no one took the time to view the imperfections in their world before they judged the others." - End of Chapter 15: Worlds -

Caroline said: "Yes. The books are the emergent world in the form of the argument. The emergent world produced books that argue for the emergent world." Ernest wrote in the journal that night, after Caroline had gone to bed: Caroline read all three books in a weekend. She found the gap as the argument of the three books together. Each book required the previous books and the arrangement to be built before it could be written. The books are the emergent world in the form of the argument. The emergent world produced the books that argue for the emergent world. The argument proves itself in the being.

The buildings, the clothing, literally everything without forgetting about the four-wheeled vehicle. Zayn had seen the 1979 Chevrolet C10 truck on his first day and that was what alarmed him the most. This was a myth, something he read in the books when he was a child. His mother would make sure he finished a book per day to prepare him for the throne which he would one day ascend. How can he forget the books about 'The other World'? 'The Other World' was a place that the wolves have read and heard stories about. A world where humans existed only with an advanced lifestyle that filled the pages of the books about this mythical world.

He drew his broken claymore, the rune-etched steel catching the first light of the morning sun. "And the rest of the world?" he asked. "The rest of the world can wait," I said. "We have a family to protect. And a son who needs to learn that in this world, you are either the Architect or the scrap." I walked back into the Kremlin, the heavy doors hissing shut behind me. The silence returned, but it wasn't the silence of peace. It was the silence of a kingdom being born from the ash. The war with the stars was a prologue. The real story was just beginning. And with 112 chapters ahead of us, the world was going to learn that the Architect didn't just build grids.

He asks with something in his voice I can't quite identify. "You don't know." I say with a slight chuckle in my voice. "Just pick one." I watch idle as he sifts through all the books until he picks one. House of Earth and Blood by Sarah J Maas. "That is one of my favourite books. Although I might just be biased because I love her writing." I lean back in the chair with a satisfied look on my face. "What makes you love someone's writing?" He sits back in his chair and looks at me curiously.

‘Rhobart had been a God in another world,’ Ayla thought. “Your world, what was it like?” she asked. Rhobart said it was a violent world, but even chaos could be beautiful. “Do you miss it?” There had been many scholars, mages, and astronomers who claimed the possibility of other universes. Books had been written about parallel worlds and how one could travel between universes with the help of powerful spells or magical objects. Ayla had read some of those books, but she never thought much about other worlds. Not until Rhobart. Could more Gods come to her world? And if that happened, would her world be in danger?

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

They were choosing what they wanted to become. A doctor. A soldier. A criminal. A mother. A ruler. A rebel. A teacher. A person who wanted nothing. Every choice created another path. And every path created consequences. The ninth world was changing faster than any world before it. Buildings shifted. Roads changed. Entire neighborhoods appeared and disappeared. The world was adapting to its inhabitants. Elara's smile disappeared. "It's unstable." Elias nodded. "Because nobody is controlling it." Auren approached them.

Liana stared. "This world..." "Exists because you chose life." Her expression softened. Then the sky turned black. The peaceful world began changing. The oceans rose. The stars vanished. The ground split. The people looked upward in fear. Liana's face fell. "Stop." The voice continued. "Life creates growth." The world changed again. Cities became larger. Civilizations expanded. New worlds were discovered. Then those worlds collided. Wars began. People fought over resources. Kingdoms rose. Kingdoms fell.

Said Zhu Wushang before he placed it on Aurelia's hand. Aurelia looks at the formation plate in her hand before looking at Zhu Wushang and asks the question that she has wanted to ask for a long time. “Hey, Why don’t you help me find it right now? I know that you want to go to my world too, isn’t that so?” Asked Aurelia. Zhu Wushang let out a long sigh before answering. “You know that the narrower we narrow down the target world it’s harder for us to clarify the difference between worlds because things that differentiate them would narrow down to the minor scale, such as the birth date, the people, the culture, not in grand scale like the geography, the overall history.