World Creation Novels & Stories

Instead, a marvelous sight occurred. The world gained true life, becoming a real organism. It breathed for the first time, and energy coursed through its "veins." But it didn't last too long. The incoming energy was too much, and eventually, the world turned into a star, and finally... --- "Bang." The Chief clapped his hands, jolting David in the process. "The universe was formed." David listened attentively through the story. He commended on the creativity of the developers with the lore of the game and was interested in what would come next.

He only felt that he was talking with a friendly elder sister. Della smiled as she continued, "The universe is made up of energy, or you can say energies. Different energies react with each other or themselves, resulting in various cycles of creation and destruction. Some of the creations gather together to form more complex results. All worlds in the universe are made in such a way. Even the creatures residing in these worlds are products of the collision of various energies. All of creation is another form of existence for various energies, but it is not the final result. What is created will be destroyed. Destruction follows behind creation, then the energies are reassembled as an entirel

Furrowing my brows I suddenly felt my whole entire body tense up, “This isn’t a game Nick, we’re about to cause a world war as no one has ever seen before. But it has to happen, the creations have had the upper hand on all of humanity for way too long. It’s time that humans understand how they’ve been used, and if that means war then surely… that means survival, right?” Nodding Nick sighed,

The first Alpha stepped forward sharply. "What cycle?" Silence. The creator's eye slowly widened. Then projections appeared across the sky. Millions of them. Entire worlds. Entire civilizations. Thousands upon thousands. Each one beginning the same way. Each one ending the same way. Creation. Growth. Conflict. Collapse. Reset. Again. And again. And again. The city watched in horror. The council soldiers stared upward. Unable to comprehend what they were seeing. The guardian whispered in disbelief. "How many?" The creator answered simply.

Whether they be powerful or lesser ones, they’d been given a chance to win the holy throne. The rules were simple, each of them chose a young mortal to be their champion, granting them their powers and weapons, and they would place them in a magical world they created as an arena. Whoever reached the finish line on the other side of the world first would be the winner, the winning god would become the next Supreme God, and the winning champion would be granted whatever desire to reshape our world. All the pantheons happily accepted the proposal, and so they dubbed it: the Game of Heavens and Earth.

But not so if done under the radar. They were provided with functional counterfeit ID's for the WAC's registry which only the WDF can concoct, as well as assumed personalities seamlessly concocted for them. The System made it all possible--- makes it all possible to manipulate digital information from IDs to global scale news. The System is the combined forces of the World Government and the super military institution of the WDF. A conniving covenant that is bent on a common goal - to be Earth's justice of peace.

Elara looked toward the sky. One of the worlds was missing. “Where is the fourth world?” Nobody answered. Seren slowly raised his head. His silver eyes widened. “Mother…” “What?” He pointed toward the empty space between the worlds. “The fourth world didn't disappear.” Elara stared. A tiny light appeared in the darkness. Then another. Then thousands. A new world was forming. But it wasn't made from memories. It wasn't made from possibilities. It wasn't made by Elara. The First Creation whispered,

Xiao dust did not care about their bickering, brow gradually locked deeper, Cambrian period is the period of the heavens and the earth is the first pregnant life, hundreds of millions of years ago, that time, not to mention human beings, that is, even the gods have not yet been born. And before the Cambrian period, there was the medieval period, when the universe was first opened, there were no tangible creatures, there was no life to speak of, and the history of present-day mankind can be traced back to the period of the opening of the heavens by Pan Gu, just over a million years ago.

“How can all of this just vanish?” “With the help of advanced technology that was kept a secret from most of the world,” I said bitterly. “They were messing with things they shouldn’t have, and it was because of their lack of regard for human life they deemed inferior to ours that this whole thing came about. But at least he righted his wrongs before offing himself.”

’ Feng Shaotian thought, smiling creepily. [Congratulations to host Feng Shaotian for opening a mini World!] [You can now enter your mini World through spiritual connection!] [You can now plant anything in there from magical seeds to normal seeds!] His dream from earth to become a farmer is about to come true! With just a thought, Feng Shaotian and Ding Bang disappeared from their previous position. Opening his eyes, Feng Shaotian felt like crying. ‘This... This place...!’ ‘Is my starting point to greatness!’