Creation Of All Things
Chapter 232 - 232: This world does not even feel right.

Williams Estate – Garden of Dawn

The sun touched down gently over a quiet hilltop town wrapped in mist and dew. Past the picket fences and flower beds, the Williams Estate stood calm and warm—its windows glowing like memories still in motion.

The laughter started early.

"Alfred, put that down—!"

Too late.

The young boy launched a firecracker-shaped bottle rocket straight from the balcony. It whizzed past the laundry line, spiraling like a confused dragon before landing in the koi pond with a hiss.

"Oops," Alfred said, blinking.

Their father, Raphael Williams, sighed from behind the porch swing, already reaching for the pond net. "You're lucky the fish like you."

"I'm not lucky," Alfred grinned. "I'm awesome."

"You're eight," Aria said flatly, arms crossed.

She was already reading chapter books, already correcting her teachers, already talking like a tiny judge. Her silver hair was pinned back with a flower clip, her eyes calm like the lake at dawn.

Freya stepped out, apron tied loosely, flour on her hands. "If you're going to blow things up, at least warn the koi next time."

Alfred gave her a thumbs-up. "I'll set a timer!"

"No timers," Aria muttered.

"Come on, you know you love it when I make stuff explode!"

"I like quiet."

"You like boring."

"I like not getting grounded."

Raphael chuckled. "She's got you there."

From the corner window, a slightly older girl watched with a smirk—Alice. Their cousin. Her boots were on the couch, her jacket slung over a chair, her headphones always around her neck like a crown of noise. If Alfred was chaos, she was the rebellion behind it.

She didn't visit often, but when she did, things got weird.

"Hey, freaks," she said through the screen. "Wanna see how I hotwired Dad's hoverbike?"

Freya shouted from the kitchen, "No hotwiring today!"

Alice just laughed.

And from the street below, riding up on a scooter with glasses fogged and a bag of science kits on his back—

Joshua.

Nervous. Too polite. Always quoting facts no one asked for.

"Hi-hi-hi," he stammered. "I brought the lightning coil prototype!"

Aria blinked. "You were serious?"

"Absolutely! I recalibrated the conductor and—"

Alfred grabbed the box before he could finish. "Let's make it explode!"

Aria facepalmed.

Alice snorted. "You're all idiots."

But she was already moving to help.

Age 12 – Rainy Day Trouble

It was a storm day.

School canceled. Power flickering. Trees rattling outside.

And inside the living room?

One rebellion, one scientist, two chaotic siblings, and a very expensive sofa that now had paint all over it.

"Okay, how was I supposed to know the paintball gun wasn't empty?" Alfred asked.

"You brought a loaded weapon into the house!" Aria snapped.

Joshua was hiding behind a pillow fort. "I said we should test outside!"

Alice was taking photos.

"Oh yeah," she muttered. "Mom's gonna love this."

Gloria Williams, their aunt, walked in moments later and froze.

Her friend—Alexandria—followed behind, sipping wine from a mug and looking like someone who'd seen this exact scenario twenty years ago.

"Guess what?" Gloria said. "We were gonna take you to the city for pizza."

All four kids turned slowly.

"…Were?" Alice asked.

Alexandria raised her mug. "Too late now."

Age 16 – High School Arc

The world moved on. Peaceful. Normal. Real.

Alfred started taking after his dad. Training every morning, joining the student dueling league. Fire magic still sparked from his hands like reflexes.

Aria, meanwhile, was in the top of her class. Always reading. Always thinking. Always five steps ahead.

Alice started a band. Two girls, one guy, and a floating speaker orb. Their music was sharp, angry, loud—and perfect.

Joshua joined the robotics club. Designed drones. Tutored younger kids. Still stammered. Still smiled.

They still fought. Still snuck out. Still covered for each other when teachers called.

Alexandria would visit sometimes, now a literature professor at a nearby college. Sharp-tongued, forever tired, but oddly protective of the entire chaos group—even if she called them "goblins" under her breath.

"I swear," she muttered one day, "I turn around and someone's breaking gravity."

Age 18 – Last Summer Together

The field behind the house had always been their meeting spot. Now it was where they gathered one last time before life split paths.

Alfred got accepted into a combat academy overseas.

Aria won a scholarship to a research institution under the Celestial Consortium.

Alice? She got a record deal and was leaving with her band.

Joshua got invited to intern at a tech company that studied elemental resonance.

The campfire crackled.

No magic. No monsters.

Just stars.

"We should promise something," Joshua said.

"Like what?" Alice asked, leaning on her elbow.

"No matter what happens," he said, "we find each other again. Every year. Same day. Same hill."

Aria looked at Alfred.

He nodded.

"Deal."

Adulthood – The Reunion

Years passed.

The Williams Estate stayed the same.

And one by one, they came back.

Alice, covered in tattoos, with a voice that could shatter glass and a heart full of fire.

Joshua, still wearing lab coats, now taller, more confident, still hopeless with compliments.

Aria, colder than before, sharper too. But when she saw Alfred, she hugged him like they were still ten.

Alfred smiled. Strong now. Calm. Different. But still the same dumb grin.

Their parents watched from the porch.

And when night fell, they lit the old campfire again.

There were no gods here.

No wars.

Just them.

A family made of laughter, scars, and starlight.

And far above them—

the sky watched quietly,

as if it too remembered the promise made on that hill.

Elsewhere

"Aurora, I know you don't mean what you just said, that's just a slip of the tongue."

"I said what I said that, I'm not and will not get married to Jack, he is an insufferable bastard," Aurora said to her father who was glaring at her at the moment.

"You rethink your decision, I will be back for your answer," He said as he stormed out of the room leaving Aurora as she sighed and looked at the outside sky.

"This world does not even feel right."

A/N

This is an Alternate world without Adam being born and there are no superhumans.

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