World Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Maybe this is how they won. Now let me take you to the present. It's 3150 now and the world has changed a lot! Nobody thought that this year the world would be like that. I bet most humans thought that there would be flying cars and we would most probably live on other planets, but none of that happened. Things turned to the worst for humans. The new world is divided into empires; and the witches are the judges of the whole world. They set the rules a long time ago and nobody dares to break them because if they do, no matter who they are, the punishment of the witches could never be avoided.

"Why don't these stories exist in real life? God, please, please just once, I wanna experience the fictional world" She squeezed her eyes shut, palms together in a praying gesture, exhibiting her desperation and longing for something impossible. "Mystical world of mystical creatures" That was her favorite comic book of all time, which she had read almost a dozen times by now. Her grandfather had given it to her when she was 7. It was a unique comic, a rare edition to be precise. A big fat book, having nearly 1,000 pages. It held a whole other world inside it. A history book, an encyclopedia containing minute details about the supernatural species. Their origin, abilities, weaknesses, strengt

"Now, ask important questions. I'll give you three." David nods again. God waits. "What is this world? Tell me more about it." "Foserense is a world I just finished creating. Its basic physics and rules are similar to the ones followed by your universe with some additions." "What additions?" "Is that your 2nd question?" "Ummm... No?" "Then I won't answer it." "Fudge. Okay, will I get anything when I go down there?" "A gift from me but otherwise nothing." "A gift?" "Is that your third question?"

Sorens stated as I frown at him. “What did you say about the forgotten world? Do you know more about that part?” I asked him but he shook his head. “The forgotten world was when Northshore became Northshore, it was the last legacy before Northshore as we know it was built. The forgotten world is a myth, long forgotten.” “I need to know more about this world Sorens.” I asked him, my head already growing with possibilities. This exists, that means what this lady was trying to warn me of exists, for the forgotten world to rise. What does it mean?

’ That’s the point, I don’t know why, that’s why I’m asking you how. ‘I…I didn’t think that could happen.’ Nova frowned. ‘The reality I created neither includes spirits nor the dead; something that I didn’t create shouldn’t be existing in the first place.’ Nova himself was confused by this; the writer of the book himself doesn’t even know what’s going on.

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I swallowed like they had just told me I once adopted a crocodile. “I allowed my husband’s ex to live in my house? There’s no way I could’ve done something that outrageous. Nope. I don’t believe it.” Hailey clapped. “And there it is. The new Essence. Fierce, possessive, and ready to throw hands. Sky, take notes.” “Oh, please,” Sky said, waving a hand dramatically. “You both know I don’t even like Lucian’s type.”

In the end, I realized that my journey had been about finding peace between those two worlds—the world I had come from, with its struggles and small-town life, and the world I had created with Leo, filled with ambition, love, and endless possibilities. It was only fitting, then, that I sat down one evening with a cup of tea in my hand, a quiet moment to reflect on everything that had brought me here. And as the words flowed from my heart, I knew I had found the perfect way to encapsulate my story, the story that had unfolded not just between Leo and me, but between two worlds—two distinct, yet equally important, parts of my life. --- A Letter from Lila My dearest,

She watched the three of them—the ancient, the immortal, and the newly born—and thought about what it meant to be part of something that had never existed before. She thought about the novel she had read in her previous life, the one she had despised, the one that had given her a villainess to be exhausted by and a plot to navigate and an ending she had found unsatisfying. The novel is gone now. The story it had contained had been overwritten, replaced by something else, something that had no script and no predetermined conclusion and no guarantee of survival. She thought: this is what it feels like to be alive in an unwritten world.