As the blue pillars of light stooped down to the ground and took the people with them, numerous worlds were formed each person forming into exactly one world. These clusters of worlds or universes were formed outside the main universe from which the people were taken. The natural laws of all universes are fundamentally different by origin but since these small universes had formed by taking and containing a part of the main universe, these worlds had the same laws of nature with additional laws that were created on their own.
Each universe looked like a spherical marble. Expanding as all universes do, it was unnoticeable as the distance between the universes was so vast that in the gap at least a trillion more universes could be fit if put in a straight line. These marble-like universes were all very far away from the main universe but in comparison to these marble-like universes, its size was like that of a ball with the radius of a football field.
Some of these small universes shone at the brightness of a supernova while a very small cluster was like the abyss, void of any light and only a slight glint of its border could be seen.
All of these worlds were created in moments from what seemed to be nothing. But how could it be nothing at all and create something? It is something that contradicts the fact that “Mass can neither be created nor be destroyed.” It is completely true but that is only within the bounds of the universes, not the space that is free from their laws. This space is completely free from everything. It is a space of surprises. It can do everything a person thinks it can do, but it can also do things no one thinks it can do. If a God were to exist, this space is what its playground will be like.
This space is the ‘outside’ of the universes. These worlds contained wonderful phenomena, unexplained mysteries, terrifying horror, beautiful scenery, breathtaking landscapes, and unknown possibilities. These marble-like spherical universes, though paling in comparison to the size of the giant main world were still vast having a diameter of at least a trillion light years. This large diameter was the complete size of the universes while looking from the ‘outside’ but from the inside, only a small part of this size could be seen.
These newly formed worlds were slowly arranging themselves in the ‘outside’ while stabilizing themselves. They were being pushed into places and formed clusters, all of the universes that were in a cluster had very similar laws of nature(genre).
These genres were Science-fiction having identical laws to the original world, Fantasy containing mysterious yet wonderful phenomena, Mystery waiting to be uncovered, Horror waiting to teach fear, Adventure ready for exploration, and many more.
The first of the science-fiction world as it completed forming shone with a metallic luster like that of silver with a hint of purple. As more and more of these worlds were formed, all shone like metals but in different colors. Some silvery and purple, silvery and green, golden and blue, and hundreds of thousands of other combinations.
The fantasy worlds were much more colorful compared to the science fiction, they had the colors red, blue, yellow, and green. These colors were in different percentiles and different spots in each world but they were hard to differentiate through an untrained eye.
Another genre of worlds was brown and gray. These were of mystery. What was within them was veiled in mystery.
Another of horror that was crimson red and pitch black. Among all these crimson-red marble-like worlds, one was especially darker, redder, and seemed to contain more evil than others.
Among all other worlds, there were some different ones. These being different in the sense that they were created for the sole purpose of killing the person that enters. Yes, the others were also created for this purpose but these worlds were direct. These worlds killed the one who entered. There was nothing else. The others gave a chance to live but these didn’t. It was just death within entry. Maybe these were made by those who wanted to die but were also afraid of death.
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Someone had just awoken. His vision was hazy for a while, so all he could see was a slight shade of dark green in front of him and some bright blue. In a very short while, the individual became aware of his surroundings. Huge trees and bushes that were the size of him surrounded everything, with a narrow dirt path. The trail of dirt appeared to have developed from people’s frequent steps some footprints still looking fresh.
This person was none other than the tall twig named Zayan. He was there lying on that dirt path, his back on the ground with his face towards the sky of which all was covered by tree leaves except a small portion. He jolted upwards and sat upright before quickly standing straight. His mind was filled with confusion as the thing he last remembered was a blue pillar of light engulfing him.
Deeply confused, Zayan looked around him again, not knowing what to make of what had happened. Although he instinctively felt that everything happening was real, his mind refused to accept it. “Where is this? Is this a dream? Doesn’t feel like one.” he thought. He quickly attempted to conjure a plane grassland in place of the forest because he suspected this to be a lucid dream, but nothing materialized. “This isn’t a dream then. But this being real is also hard to believe.” Zayan thought. This was a weird thought process.
Zayan had been a quick thinker since childhood. He also learned new things rather quickly. In other words, he was a genius. He could analyze his situation quite fast. Though he could examine his current situation, he was unable to react to it as it was an irrational one.
He looked around and saw the footsteps. The footsteps were the shape of a human foot and not of sandals or shoes. Zayan began thinking, “This seems to be a human foot. Who was walking here? Ummm…… Leave it, there is no need for me to think of this. I need to know what I have to do. Should I follow these footsteps? No, that wouldn’t be wise. What if there is danger? But I don’t have any other choice. I will just follow it slowly with very light steps and hide in the bushes if I hear any animal or person moving. Yes, this is currently the best course of action.” Zayan had thought all of this within a couple of seconds.
Zayan started to walk very lightly and slowly over the dirt path in order to leave as little traces as possible. He was walking near the bushes on the left side of the path. As he was walking, he examined the bushes and saw that they didn’t have thorns and some of the flowers, berries, and leaves were eaten by birds and insects. He realized that the bushes weren’t poisonous to those creatures but couldn’t be sure whether they were the same to humans.
He continued to walk in the direction of the footprints. He was aware of the dangers in a forest, so he walked without touching the bushes even though he walked near them. At one point while walking the dirt path, he saw a fruit that looked very similar to an apple. This fruit had a bite mark from a human. From the bite mark, Zayan learned that the fruit wasn’t toxic. He reached over and picked one up from the tree branch that was only slightly above him. This tree was strangely tiny compared to the towering giants beside it. Probably only the size of three Zayans towered one above the other.
Zayan decided to climb this tree and stay in it for a while having gotten tired from just walking till that point. He barely climbed the tree to a higher place where he couldn’t be seen from below after having fallen three times already.
This behavior of staying rational in such a situation was rare to find in many military members but to find it in a kid was thousands of times rarer. Zayan seemed to be such a case. But in truth, he had simply fantasized about being sent to another world too much. It was to the point that he had made a diary of what to do in which situation if he was truly sent. He was truly a fanatic of the fantasy genre. Yet to remember this detail in such a situation was also quite an accomplishment.
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In a dark thin cobbled path having little illumination of yellow coming from a gas lamp in the main street, a very tall, black-haired, and brown-eyed man lay face down. The man slowly got up and looked around himself. It was almost completely dark. He saw that the yellow light was coming from the wide main street. Many men, who looked to be wearing tall hats, and formal attire, were walking with Canes though they looked young. The fire within the gas lamps was shining yellow light into the road. Horse carriages could be seen passing in front of the alley every now and then.
The man was in confusion. He didn’t know where he was nor how he got there. “What happened? I was in the street. Everyone around me was completely frozen as if they were statues. And then my mental pain intensified. Ah... So, that’s what happened.”
This was Deon. He realized what he had done. He realized that he had lost control. He realized that he had lost to his own deeper self. All of a sudden, he realized one more thing, it was that this wasn’t his original world. As soon as he realized this, he felt blissful and a sinister smile spread across his face not by the fact that he wouldn’t hurt the ones he loved even if he lost control but because he had already lost control and had also located a potential victim.