《Will of the Void》0. The Introduction
Advertisement
Same, it's all the same... Like it has been for the past thousands of years, strolling through the never ending desert without a goal.
You might be wondering what I am talking about, well let me explain.
I've been stranded in a dimension known as the Null void. The Null void is a god forsaken land without day, air so thick and polluted a normal person would die in a manner of minutes, and an unforgiving amount of magical beasts and creatures that have adapted to these conditions that can tear apart a person as fast as you can blink.
The Null void is a dimension that's a next door neighbor to our own and it wasn't always called the Null Void, it was known by the name Tir and used to be full of life just like our own. The former habitants of this dimension were called the Tirians and they were a civilization that was known for their magical and technological advancements.
Then you might ask as to why they don't exist anymore. The simple answer would be to say they and many other realms including our own engaged in a war and they got destroyed. The detailed answer is well..... a lot more complicated obviously. Buckle up it might be confusing and long...
There are 12 dimensions in total, they all have different laws of physics, different living organisms, different cultures, different levels of technological advancements, different moral codes, different religions and beliefs. Name something and I can bet my right arm it's totally different in another dimension. They mostly never interacted even though there were ways to travel between them with the help of costly spatial magic. Suppose if one dimension advances in technology and magic so much that they end up using up nearly all the resources and life energy of their own dimension but in return get weapons of mass extinction and also a way to break into their neighbor dimension in masses... what do you think happened?
Advertisement
That's right, approximately 12,000 years ago another dimension known as Rigon did exactly just that, they invaded Tir as a desperate attempt at preserving their doomed existence. The Tirians fought back and managed to ask for help from other dimensions. What resulted was the military might of all the dimensions being focused on Rigon and Tir. This lasted for nearly a century. When the dust settled Tir was nothing but a dead husk of it former self due to their star being harvested for energy by the Rigonians. The star of a dimension provides life energy for the inhabitants to use magic and to produce new souls to grow the populace.
Rigon managed to get enough energy to keep living on but were severly handicapped with most of their forces exterminated. The surviving Tirians died out while a lucky few managed to escape into other dimensions. Without the life energy of a star to support Rigon the void took over. Resulting in the birth of strange magical creatures that didn't rely on life energy that thrived in the darkness.
These creatures started using the door ways that were established during the war to break into other dimensions, causing chaos for the recovering dimensions that were still dealing with the aftermath of the war. A treaty was established among the other dimensions to islolate and quarantine Tir which had become the Null void. What does "isolate and quarantine" mean? Basically thousands experts that were well versed in Temporal and Spatial magic came together and carried out the biggest mass spell in history. This basically deactivated all the active doorways and made it near impossible to
establish new doorways. Being Temporaly displaced meant flow of time was different in the Null void. The time here moves approximately 1028 times faster. This means that 1 year in the other 11 dimensions equate to 1028 years here.
You might now be wondering as to why and how I am in this dimension... Well let me tell you my story.
Advertisement
Across the Realms [Dropped]
Disclaimer: I'll leave this on here for anyone to read. The last time I uploaded a chapter was nearly a year ago, and to all the readers who still kept their trust in me after I came back from my umpteenth hiatus, I am sorry. I will not carry on writing this; I started off without the correct foundations of a novel, nor commitment to fully finish it and I do not want to lie to you all once again. Maybe one day, I may decide to re-write the novel, with a new basis or at least a comprehensive starting point with many of the narrative errors cleared up; but, till then, this is goodbye. And, once again, thank you for the motivation you gave me. Even now, I see many emails come through with people commenting. Goodbye. A child blessed by the Astral. An unprecedented destiny. Watch his path, as he marches up the stairway of Heaven. A March of a Sovereign. [Adventure, Wuxia, Martial Arts, Fantasy] This is a Qihuan novel; it has eastern and western fantasy elements. More often than not in Xianxia or Xuanhuan there is a severe lack of character development, being a western writer I'm changing that. My characters, from my totally unbiased view, feel fleshed out and actually have emotions. This is my first attempt at a novel, I'm writing as a means to better convey my thoughts. I will, hopefully, steadily improve chapter-by-chapter. I'm very open to feedback and constructive criticism. As one can see this is a cultivation novel, so you know how this goes. I've decided to jump-start the whole rags-to-riches scenario. He is strong from the start and is given the utility to do so. *The cover art is not my own, all rights reserved to the owner. I will take it down if necessary. *The style of the recent chapters is comparatively different than Chapter 1.
8 98Flight of the Cosmic Phoenix
The galaxy is at war. Always has been, always will be. The methods may change, but the results are always the same. Harmony is not, and never will be, an option. Until his parents are killed and he's kidnapped, Xaleyp Vah'Aris had been living a normal enough life. Making matters worse, he is forced into an army he wants nothing to do with. Mixed in with all this are visions of syringes and knives, and a prophetic sword forged by the gods. Maybe Xaleyp is not so normal after all. Now, he battles shifting alliances -- and himself -- to keep those he cares about safe. The odds are stacked against Xaleyp when the largest empire in the galaxy wants him dead. How is he supposed to protect his friends when he's in constant danger himself? Follow Xaleyp Vah'Aris as he hunts for power around the galaxy, makes startling new friends, and faces enemies he never imagined. (Starts slow, then picks up in later chapters) (Updates planned for Friday, maybe more often if I feel like it. Previously posted as Interstellar Genesis/Phoenix Song)
8 208Jalan Suram : The 100 Fire Holders
"Why us?" Still staring at the unusually stationary fire of the candle he was holding, Agung voiced the questions in our mind. "Out of 2 million people living in this city, why are we the chosen ones?" As if on cue, the eerie laughter of children could be heard above us. Holding our own candle tightly, we resolved to ignore them and continued our discussion. It was a matter of life or death after all. More than half of the initial participants had fallen and the building became more crowded as the result. There were now more ghosts than the living and each step was filled with danger from the unknown. Either we solved all the questions now or we would become another addition to the ghost camp. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There was one thing Novita found out after she accepted an invitation to a suspicious event from a seemingly legal company. Crowded didn't exactly mean safe. As more and more variables were added to the dangerous ritual, the higher the risk of death. At the same time, the higher the risk was, the better the rewards for it. But in the end, was it worth it? Note : This series was posted on scribblehub.com under the same name. Jalan Suram : The 100 Fire Holders | Scribble Hub
8 207New World
This is a story about a delinquent boy and his sister who are evicted from their house and gets transported to a RPG simulated world where he has to fight to live in a society and a country that discriminates him.MAY CONTAIN TORTURE, MINDBREAK AND GORE SCENES. Other Mature content may be depicted as well.
8 191In Pursuit of Bark's Finest
On the frontiers of transhumanity’s expansion into the galaxy thousands of light years from the light of Sol, things can get rather chaotic. There are countless millions of nascent interstellar nations securing their interests, pirate ships prospering off plunder and deniable mercenary work, dissidents setting up their own civilizations, and other groups all trying to push an agenda. When these groups crash into each other, the results can become extremely messy and convoluted. Recently, a frontier nation calling itself the Red Star Union has found itself at the focal point of one such complication. A freighter under their protection has been sabotaged, hijacked in interstellar space, and robbed of its cargo. This would be bad enough even if all it were carrying was luxury goods, but the freighter Nebula Plow was carrying more than just normal trade goods. Indeed, her cargo of Non-Orientable Wormholes for use in starship power plants was both very expensive and very, very dangerous. Now the Red Star Union has to worry about a pirate crew running around with several extra devices capable of converting matter into antimatter with negligible energy cost. With those, the pirates could be capable of inflicting untold damage if allowed to leverage their ill-gotten gains into a stronger position, a possibility the Union finds completely intolerable. Unfortunately, all that the Red Star Union has to go on for evidence is two names; that of the captain, and that of the ship. The Captain is going by the possible pseudonym of Fuller, while the ship is named Bark’s Finest. And thus the orders came down to the Union’s Bureau of Starforce Intelligence: find more information on these pirates, conclusively identify them, and figure out where exactly they’ve gone to ground so that the fleet can crush them before they get established. Of the many agents that the bureau assigned to this mission, one would happen to play an important role: Field Agent Madeline Zargosty. This is her story. This story is entirely pre-written, and will have one chapter released per week. If you want to read it all ahead of schedule and get access to some premium-exclusive bonus content, the entire book is available for purchase; links to the appropriate storefront pages will be posted at the end of each chapter. This story is also being posted to Scribblehub.
8 92The Tale of a RunAway (Peterpan x reader)
Your abuisve mother has been treating you awful for years. After skillful planning you finally snuck onto the Jolly Roy, but is that really the ships name?
8 201