Novels by Thane

I, Delphine McNair, am currently walking through the enemy territory. Something like this normally impossible but my mother has brought me here along with my maid Sasha.It's evening so not a lot of people are out. My mother did cast perception blocking magic on us. They can't see us anyway."Mother, where are we going?""To see the person who was rude enough to abduct you in your sleep." She apathetically says. But I think she is somewhat angry. And after walking for a while, we stop in front of a house. It's a normal stone house. Mother knocks on the door and a woman opens the door. She has blonde hair and a beautiful face. She looks around my mother's age."Yes, how may I help you?" She asks us. But what will mother say to her? Before my mother says something, a man comes and stands behind the blonde woman."Fiona, I will take it from here." He says and the woman goes inside."I didn't think you would come here, demon king. So, why did you come here?" He asks me. He knows who

I have this inexplicable feeling that's been sticking to my mind. When did it start? I think it started a couple days ago. When I woke up in the morning, I had traces of mana on me. It was unfamiliar and strong. The mana disappeared soon after but what could have happened during the night? I asked my maid and other guards who were on night duty but nothing of note happened according to them. They didn't notice anything. Who should I ask then? I have a meeting after this. I prepare myself. Being an heir to the throne sure is tiring. My father who was the king has died and I am the only heir. I can't even abdicate the throne. However I am just 15 years old. How could I rule a country which is currently at war with a human country? I know that a lot of factions have come together to overthrow me and usurp the throne. But as the current ruler of this nation, it is my duty to protect it from harm. "Are you listening to me, my lady?"My maid shakes me. I come back to my senses. Well, I

This time, our protagonist has encountered the king and the god who vowed his revenge against Clive. But being the cheat Clive is, he breezed through them. More like, the king probably has PTSD of what Clive did to him. Even Apollo, the ever so proud son of the god king, has fallen into depression. Because, he was knocked out in one punch. What Clive did was truly mean and unbelievable! No one would even believe it if they hadn't witnessed it firsthand. Trevor was starting to get used to Clive. Gwen did put in some good words for Clive. Clive will now take a short break. He has to unwind as well. But the power balance has already been destroyed."What should we do now?" (Louis)General Louis asks the king who is sitting on his chair like a fool. He is flabbergasted. In a really bad way. Gwen and Trevor are standing beside him. General Louis looks at Gwen. "He was quite friendly with you, wasn't he?" (Louis)"General, I can sense doubt in your question. Do not worry. I won't do any

The farce which I went along with for some reason has ended. I gut punched the guy who slashed at me suddenly. General Louis called him Apollo. Well, if he is a god, it must be related to Jupiter. That doesn't matter. I told the king my current address and I was leaving.But I thought, I should leave through the front door. Might as well, leave like I have triumphed. "Clive, what are you doing here?" I was called from behind by a familiar voice. I turn around and confirm that it is indeed Fiona. "Well, the king kinda arrested me, tied me to a cross and tried to burn me but after surviving, I put him in his place." She sighs. Is she not surprised? I was expecting her to be surprised a bit. "Just don't go overboard. No matter what he did, he is still the king of this kingdom and a normal human being. Go easy on him. A lot." (Fiona)"Yeah. I felt that I should go easy. Fay said that he is 70. Is he that old?" "Yes. But he has access to best medications and healthcare. He probably d

Burning me on a cross was a failure. They were so shocked that they even stopped moving. When someone managed to move, I just had to run my mouth and shut them up again. The king, his soldiers and general Louis are all still like statues. I look at Gwen."This is why I hate slow people." "What can they do? Not many are actually as adaptive as you." (Gwen)"You are one to talk! You were probably the only one who understood me. That's why you were never afraid of me even after all of that."I remember the times I spent in school. Gwen was always with me. And I knew that she was crazy. So I acted crazy and we got along well. Trevor probably sees her as a perfect older sister. To me, she is just a normal girl with a few screw loose. Even now, Trevor is trying his best to grasp the meaning of out conversation. I look at the living statues. They are still statues. Fine, I hate waiting.I dispell their confusion by using mana to give suggestions to them. It's easy. I made their brains thi

I was taken away by a weird guy. I look at him. He is nothing more than a scrawny old man. But his attire is telling me otherwise. And he has at least 50 soldiers surrounding us. He is dragging me by the handcuffs. And I am in the center of a circle formed by his armored men. People are staring at me. Some are even giving me weird looks. I don't mind the looks. I think I should talk. "Uhhh….can I have your name?" He ignores me. But he increases his walking speed. I do the same and ask the same question again. "You should give yours first." "I think you know my name. How did you arrest me without knowing my name?" "Cheeky. I am Count Louis Vindolf, a general serving this kingdom." (Loius) "I see. Nice to meet you, General Vindolf. I am Clive Belmont, a visitor from another world. You must know where I come from." "Yes. I know. But it surprises me, you are nothing like your fellow people described you to be." (Louis) "Looks can be deceiving, general. You should kno

(Bruce side)I have left his home. That man, David, is like my elder brother. I am a single child so don’t have a blood relation with him but I consider him my brother. We met a while back. He was 18 and I was 15 when we met. I also met Henry at the same time. Henry was but a child back then. We felt a bond between us. Henry started calling us big brothers. David said why not! And we became brothers. This brotherhood between us is strong. We three are from different parents but we three are brothers.David has a daughter now. She is 18 and will graduate from high school soon. We were visiting David like normal but midway through, his daughter started eavesdropping on us.Both I and Henry noticed it but David didn’t. More like he couldn’t. The situation is a bit complicated so I will leave that for later.I am riding my bike with Henry behind me. I will drop Henry at his destination. That’s how I planned it but I saw my wife.We were driving down the road where my wife’s office is. I

Many would say that I am unfortunate. Because I don’t have a mother. I have never thought of myself as such. Why? The reason is simple. I have my father. He is a good father. That much I can say with no doubt. He is good enough to be even my mother. He is both at the same time.As a girl, I understand that not having a mother is sad. It can be upsetting. But my father never let me feel that way.He has been by my side. He played both parts so well that I never noticed the lack of a mother. For me to be born as his daughter, I think of myself to be fortunate.He raised me alone. But I cannot find a single thing unsatisfactory. Never has he performed badly. Whenever I needed something, I got it. Before I could even ask him, he gave it to me. If it was hard for me to bring up, he would take a guess and give it to me. There are times when men falter. But my father did not.He took utmost care of me. Why am I saying so many things about my father?I’ll be 18 soon. I am already in my 3rd

“Why? Why did this happen to me?” Our main character groans. He is sitting on a park bench alone and groaning at the setting sun. His appearance is normal. He does not have any memorable qualities.But life has not been easy for him. He has faced many difficulties. He had to pay for himself. His father died a few years ago. His mother is also dead as of a month ago. He is now an orphan who has no one in the world. His relatives? No, he was not in touch with them. And out of sight, out of mind. They have forgotten about him.He was preparing for such a possibility. But nothing went his way. He is only 28 years old. But he is penniless.All his money were spent to treat his mother but in the end, she died. He only has a single hundred dollars bill.That is his entire fortune. As a kid, he was pessimistic. He never socialized and didn’t try to make friends. So he is truly alone in this entire world.“What should I do now? I was kicked out of another job and this makes the third in a ro

*Sigh* Our main character sighs. It was a sigh of regret. Because he is getting divorced soon. He is standing outside his in-law’s house. “What did I ever do to deserve this?” He asks himself because this divorce hit him quite hard. He was not expecting a divorce all of a sudden. But he presses the doorbell. A woman in her late 50’s opens the door. “Hello, mother.” He can only greet her with a regretful smile. She also has a painful look on her face. No one was expecting this. He followed her inside to the drawing room where everyone was present. He sees his father in law and sister in law with his soon to be divorced wife. He is a man in his mid 30’s and an Associate Professor of English at a public university. By no means he is a bad person. On the contrary people have a good impression of him. His wife is also a beautiful woman. She has a job and is independent. They did not fight often and were on good terms. They were married for 6 years and were pretty happy. However

I am currently with Constant. We are headed for the human world.“I say the human world but it was actually created by one of the humans. There exists a plenty of human worlds. This is just one of them.” (Constant)He said that and now we are walking through a portal he created.The portal left us at a field. It’s a normal field. “This is a world that was created by one of my friends. This is also my first time coming here. Let’s find a city or town.” (Constant)We both start walking. The area is nice. It’s sunny but not hot. The wind is gently blowing caressing my whole body. Somehow, I get the feeling that I know this sensation.After walking for about 15 minutes, we arrive at a small town. It looks like a medieval town. Stone houses and stone paved roads. It has proper water drainage system and the town’s folk look clean. “The town is called Solomon. It is named after a wise king. Today is supposed to be a festival. But what, I don’t know.” (Constant)So a festival. The town is k

After he got ready, we left that place. I don’t know where that is but we left it anyway. He tapped on a portion of the wall and it opened revealing a spiral portal.“Off we go.” He said and jumped into it. I also did. Portals like this are basically connected to a random place. I don’t know where I would end up at.After coming out, I see a residential area, I think. Concrete road, houses on each sides and a pond. Seriously, a pond. This is the first time, I am seeing an open pond.I find Constant sitting on a bench by the pond. The pond is kinda green. And it’s dirty.“See, this is the area I spent my childhood in.” (Constant)“Hoohhh…then you grew up here?”“Yes. It holds a special meaning to me. Behind us is a library. It doesn’t look like it though.” (Constant)He points at a pink building. It has something written on it but I can’t read that. I sit by him. Despite being dirty, this pond is kinda calming.“You see, to our left is my school.” (Constant)He pointed to our left and

Let’s go back in time a bit. I was in hibernation but the timer ran out. I had a rude awakening. My consciousness was dizzy and memories were jumbled. It was similar to a hangover.I was lost in my thoughts, trying to piece together my memories. It was painful as if my life had changed.Then I slowly remembered what had happened. I went from being a hopeless romantic to being branded as a heretic and executed. It didn’t end there.I went from being in the afterlife to being thrown in the deepest layer of hell. All of this happened because I was in love.I had a lot of time there. I had some companions to keep me company down in hell. I cooled my head. It’s both metaphorical and literal. The deepest layer of hell, Niflheim, was a cold place. The average temperature ranged from absolute zero to even lower than that. In the third dimension, it would have been impossible due to the physical limitations of the dimensions but Niflheim transcended dimensions. It was possible.The cold made

The situation is pretty dicey. Every creator is confused. Azathoth has gone missing. I will not take any direct actions and primordial creators are coming out, one after the other.I may be called Constant but even I didn’t expect this outcome. Azathoth was asking questions that were rather troublesome to answer.I didn’t want to deal with the fallout so I just ignored him. For some unknown reason, Chthulu thought I had a plan. She went ahead talked about my nonexistent plan to others.“She really is a go getter, isn’t she?”“So much so that it even shocks me from time to time.”My partner is taunting me. But she is right! I should have been more forthright. I kept hiding things and it became weird.I should have told Chthulu that I had no plans whatsoever. She assumed that I had one since I answered her questions with silence.Silence doesn’t mean agreement but it becomes open ended. Chthulu always took my silence as my approval. It didn’t affect us much so I never bothered to make i

Stepping out of my own construct feels weird. How long has it been? That question feels redundant. Time has no meaning to beings like me anymore. No creator is bound by time. To us, it’s just a byproduct of creation.I noticed it when I stepped out but my construct really is in a weird place. There’s nothing else around it. I am isolated from all other constructs.I didn’t place my construct in any particularly remote place. I guess other creators and newer generation moved elsewhere.I should go to the nearest construct to ask for directions. Because of my isolation, my senses are not working. Even creators have senses. Mine are dull so let’s ask someone who knows.The first construct I find will be my neighbor too since it’s closest to mine. I don’t expect them to know me since I am not a memorable person nor have I made any public appearances in forever.If you ask me, how far is your neighbor from you? To put into perspective, imagine I live in a single house in the woods about a

As a person, I was ordinary. I did not have any grandiose goals from my early childhood. I had a dream but it did not stick with me. I let go of illogical dreams and spent my days normally. I had a few friends. Even the thought of having friends gave me the chills. But I had some. We were together from our childhood and we became almost inseparable. They were like me. We were alike so we stuck together. My parents never really asked me to achieve greatness. They just told me to be a good person. I became just that. A good person till the very end. My friends were similar. We all went to the same school so from our childhood till our graduation from high school, we were together. When I think of those days, it always makes my heart flutter. It has been so long that I don't have a number. I did not keep count of the years passing by. My normal life, my ordinary days and my friends, everything changed. I remember what happened on that fateful day vividly. It was unforgettable. I

Hearing Joy’s story made me grateful for my life. Mona was obsessed but not to this degree. I look at him again. He is sitting beside me, swaying his legs back and forth.The high rise building is a nice place to brood over things. But it’s getting late so I should go home. Maybe I can ask Mona about Joy too.“How about you come with me? My wife is a creator as well. Maybe she can help you.” “Thank you for your offer. Then I will be intruding upon you.” (Joy)I teleport us back to my home. “Welcome home.” (Ariel)“I’m back, Ariel. I have a guest with me.” Joy nods his head.She didn’t seem all that surprised so I guess everyone was anticipating it.We all gather in the living room. Joy is next to me at the table while everyone is across us.Mona looks a bit surprised upon seeing Joy.“Everyone, this is Joy. More specifically, a fragment of the creator known as Joy.”“Greetings everyone. In no circumstances I would have liked to meet you like this but the situation is grim. So I apo

Joy continued his story. It’s intriguing and he is skipping a lot of finer details but I am listening to him without questioning him. I can ask my questions later.“The story of Jake should have ended. He died. When a human dies, their story comes to a close. Jake should not be an exception to this rule.However, his story continued. He had accepted his death and passed on peacefully. He did not believe in any religion but believed in a higher power. His soul departed from his body and made its way in another world. He was reborn as a human child in a different world. To be honest, every soul was recycled. Their memories were wiped before the next birth.Jake was reborn and he should have been a new person. Alas! It did not come to pass.From his early childhood, he kept having visions of his previous life. They were not clear but they were a hindrance.His weird behavior isolated him from his society. His new world was a technologically backwards world. It was a regression for Jake