Romans & histoires 1st Chronicles Chapter 1

Chapter 174 The Choice Before Choice The voice echoed through everything. “My turn.” Silence. Not ordinary silence. A silence so complete that even time stopped. The First Choice slowly turned toward the darkness. For the first time— he looked afraid. Kael noticed. “You know who that is.” The First Choice said nothing. Kael raised his weapon. “Who?” The First Choice finally whispered: “The Beginning.” Auren looked into the darkness. “The Beginning?” The First Choice nodded. “Before there was creation…”

Chapter 30: A Bond of Sisters Mikalya’s P.O.V I woke up one morning with an odd sense of apprehension gnawing at my mind, like an ominous shadow hovering over my consciousness. The first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting patterns of light and shadow across the walls. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something significant was looming on the horizon, though I couldn't quite put my finger on what it might be.

Her scarred lunar mark glints, and she meets my fading gaze, a spark of defiance. Aelys’s hymn surges, the guardian staggering, its aura flickering. A vision grips us—the First Ones, their crystal heart forged to unite light and shadow, but the Overveil, a primal chaos, broke free, sealed only by sacrifice. The Veil’s voice roars—The child rises—and Aelys’s aura blazes, her twin-star eyes locking on mine, her voice raw. “Mother, we do this together!”

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

You will never touch a weapon against this family again. The pitch-black corruption in Lorenzo’s eyes shattered like dark glass, vanishing entirely! The gun slipped from his limp fingers, clattering onto the moss as he fell back, gasping for air. "WHAT?!" the First King roared in fury. "IMPOSSIBLE!" The newborn lifted his tiny hand toward the sky. Massive, radiant golden chains shot out from the open graves, wrapping tightly around the First King’s wrists, chest, and throat! The ancient entity shrieked in absolute agony as the divine chains scorched his shadowy form. "What are you?!" the First King screamed as he was violently dragged downward toward the open pits of the earth!

And he said to me, "It is finished. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. The Beginning and the End, to whoever thirsts I will give him freely from the fountain of the water of life. Revelation 21;6 Prologue 02. Countdown 03. The premeditated blood 04. Tomorrow waits for no enemies 05. Back to the past 06. The police's first steps 07. Fate reveals them 08. The Devil's tracks 09. Desperate measures

She stared at the baby. ...she won't be his first love anymore. Lyra frowned. Then what will she be? The Mother whispered, His first enemy. Aiden suddenly screamed. A black crown appeared above his head. The universe began collapsing around them. And from inside Aiden's tiny body came a woman's voice. Finally... The First Heart laughed. I have a body. End of Chapter 127

"You deserve answers.He gently unrolled the ancient scroll. The parchment was covered in faded symbols unlike any writing Ethan had ever seen. Elena gasped."I know those symbols." Everyone turned toward her. "You do?" She nodded slowly. "I've seen them..." She hesitated. "...in my dreams." The old traveler wasn't surprised. "You were always meant to. Victor's face hardened. "What exactly is this scroll?" The old man looked directly into his eyes. "It is the First Chronicle." "The first written history of the Alpha bloodlines."

Sera blinked first. “…Did that say King Alaric?” Riven stared at the page. “It did.” Kael slowly looked at him. “There was never a King Alaric in our history books.” “There should have been.” Elara’s fingers trembled as she turned another page. The first chapter began with a sentence unlike any history she had ever read. ‘Before we were Moon and Crimson… we were one people.’ The room fell utterly still. Every lesson they had ever learned. Every story they had ever believed.

Its white mask slowly disappeared. Beneath it... there was no monster. Only an ordinary face. Tired. Ancient. Almost human. It lowered its head. "So..." "The Author has remembered." Its body faded into light. The remaining masks vanished with it. Silence returned. The First Study stopped trembling. The lantern's flame changed back to gold. The White Book gently floated into Adrian's hands. New words slowly appeared across its cover. CHAPTER ONE HAS ENDED. The First Reader smiled. Not with relief...