Novel & Cerita After The Altar Falls

What follows is a painful fall and then. DARKNESS!!! ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

"Airship? What airship." Everyone facepalmed, this was going to be a long day. A few months after Xasha's wedding Milton went into retreat, not intending to come out until he broke through. At this point they were but a few feet away from the ground and could already see the state of the things on the ground. The battlefield that had left was now empty, in fact, the entire battlefield had been blasted out of existence leaving behind a black hole spanning several miles.

For a moment, our surroundings fell silent and we just gazed into each other's eyes when I heard the door from my back open. "Oh! I'm so sorry if I interrupted something. Please, continue, my son and daughter," the old lady apologetically said, and she immediately closed the door behind her and left us alone. Katlyn, then, blinked a lot of times as she regained herself from what happened to us and that's when she pushed my chest, grabbed the towel to cover her body, and stood on her own two feet. I, anyways, straightened my clothes and composed myself again because I was caught off guard by her fall.

A thin line of silver divided it perfectly in two. Caelan stopped. “What is this?” I walked closer. Words appeared across the altar. Not in the ancient language. In words I could understand. THE MOON CHOOSES THE CROWN. The letters faded. New words appeared. THE WOLF CHOOSES HIS MATE. Caelan looked at me. Then the altar cracked. A final sentence appeared. WHEN THE TWO CHOOSE EACH OTHER, ONE KINGDOM WILL FALL. Silence filled the chamber. Caelan's hand found mine again. “Then we'd better decide what we're willing to lose.” I looked at him. And for once, neither of us looked away.

I have midnight black hair, and the tips of my hair are silver. When I was 17 my hair slowly started to change the tips from black to silver. I thought it was cool. I told Alpha Jax and the rest of them; they did as much research as possible to see why and they never produced anything. I walked down the hall to the dinner room where everyone eats. I’m so deep in thought that someone bumps into me. “Sorry about that I wasn’t looking where I was going” the next thing I know. I’m slapped across the face and all my training kicks in and grab their hand and bring it around to behind the guys and bring him to his knees and growl “WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME!!” “JAZ!!” I look u

In that moment, I felt genuinely fortunate to still have a retreat, a solid foundation to fall back on. Then my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. As if possessed, I answered. The blast of club music screamed in my ear, along with the wild, drunken howls of a crowd. I frowned, ready to hang up until a familiar voice slurred through the chaos. Clearly drunk, Dario shouted, “To hell with marriage! To hell with family! I’m free now—no one can control me! Damn, it feels so good!” Around him, a chorus of jeers and cheers erupted.

When I eventually did, I saw that Cassie and Olivia were arguing. "Help!" I yelled as I started to sink to the bottom again. "Help! I can't-" I can't swim! My hands felt numb after too much struggling and my body started to feel heavy. I was weak. Was this the end? I smiled as I closed my eyes and let darkness engulf me. At least, I would get to be with my mom in the afterlife.

The whispers in the night, now a celestial chorus that echoed through the cosmic realm, spoke of the altar as a cosmic nexus that held the revelations of the mansion's eternal purpose. Guided by the celestial resonance, Victoria and Alexander approached the ancient altar. Scenes from the lives of Sterling Manor's residents played out in a cosmic tableau, each thread of destiny contributing to the vibrant tapestry that unfolded before them. The climax emerged as the celestial beings appeared in the chamber, bathed in ethereal luminescence, acknowledging Victoria and Alexander as stewards of the mansion's eternal purpose.

"NO!...PLEASE!....SOMEBODY HELP ME!" I literally started to plead, to anyone for help, for...for Lucas to come back and hold me tight, and tell me it was all going to be fine, but...but my demons pierced harder, and told me I wasn't in love with Lucas, but I was only using him to try to escape my certain doom, and...and it made me slid to the floor, and....and hold unto my ears tighter, but they didn't let me go, they...they didn't leave me, they...they knew what they wanted...My blood, my life, and my ending, and they would never ever let me go until they get just that

Then they turned toward me. One by one. Every smile vanished. "Cursed." "Monster." "She doesn't belong here." Their voices merged into one endless chant. I clenched my fists. "This isn't real." The walls melted into darkness. The academy vanished. A new scene formed. The battlefield where Solarius had fallen. His white feather drifted through the air. Then it crumbled into ash. Aurel knelt before me, tears streaming down his face. "You failed him." Kael lowered his spear.