Ascend Online Book 4 Novels & Stories

Travis; his Religious Studies lecturer, that had sent the letter to him but one thing was certain; He was going to face the devil in two weeks. I JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR HERE THAT THE ‘MACROCOSMIC ORDER’ IS A WORK OF FICTION; JUST LIKE OTHER PARTS OF THIS BOOK. IF OUT OF CURIOSITY YOU GO TO GOOGLE TO SEARCH FOR IT, YOU'LL DEFINITELY FIND SOMETHING DIFFERENT. With Love, Stephen. ❤️

“If a person’s comprehensions do not match the speed of their promotion, and they end up ascending before filling the Token of Authority, they ascend as Ascenders. If they fill the Token of Authority before their ascension, they ascend as gods. As for False Ascenders, they are those that barely filled a third of their token before ascending. And unlike True Ascenders who can keep on filling their Tokens to attempt entering the realm of godhood, False Ascenders have no such privilege. Once they ascend in their false states, their progress is barred.”

The headmistress lowered her arms, expression unreadable. “Four elements,” she said. “Fire. Water. Air. Earth.” Then, softer, “And something else.” The courtyard erupted. “She’s cursed!” “That’s forbidden!” “She brought the Void!” Cassian’s voice boomed above them. “If she stays, she must be bound.” Talon turned to the headmistress. “You’ll allow this?” “The stars summoned her to this place,” the woman stated. “She is an Ascendant.” “But not stable,” Talon pushed.

Hale looked at Harvey with a serious look, as if he was arranging words in his mind. After a long time, he said, "Mr. Harvey, the Chapter of Ascension is like a dream to me. If I hold it right now, not only will I not be able to make myself invincible, but it will most likely kill me.

She nodded once, her fingers locking onto the grip of her tablet. ​They stepped onto the steel platform. As the safety grates slid shut with a heavy, definitive clang, the elevator began its descent into the dark bedrock of the Sahara, leaving the desert sun behind. ​Fifty chapters were in the books. The Architect had reached the absolute foundation of the Vane legacy. Now, it was time to meet the Prototype.

Chapter 162: The Ascent of the Unlisted The upper tiers didn't smell like the grease-traps or the burning methane lines. They smelled like boiling insulation, ozone, and the distinct, sickeningly sweet tang of automated medical bays processing too much trauma data at once. Dante’s massive three-ton frame didn't just climb; he tore through the vertical access shafts of tier four like a runaway freight elevator. His five-inch obsidian claws dug into the corrugated iron walls, ripping open mechanical conduits and sending showers of bright blue sparks cascading down into the dark abyss of the lower slums. With every explosive leap he took, the baby inside my womb shifted, her weight heavy and so

She saw the shredded pages of her law textbooks scattered across the apartment floor. Julian’s voice echoing calmly through the room. You don’t need those anymore. Then the new books he had delivered days later. More expensive. More advanced. Better. Like he had destroyed her world only to rebuild it in his image. Wealth. Dedication. Control. The third circle ended. Circle Four: Love and Mutual Respect “With the fourth step, you vow love and respect.” Julian slowed slightly during this circle. Elena noticed. His hand shifted, sliding from her fingers to her wrist.

* I am the one who sees. The golden field didn't just open; it **recognized** me. "**WELCOME HOME, MISS VANCE,**" the Elevator’s AI announced. The doors slid open. We tumbled inside just as a volley of "Underwriter" missiles hit the Loading Dock, turning the skiff—and the "Adjuster" inside it—into a fireball. --- ## Chapter 77: The Ascent to the Sarcophagus The Elevator didn't feel like movement; it felt like the world was being pulled away from us. Through the glass walls of the pod, I watched New Zurich shrink into a grid of flickering lights, and then into a grey smudge on the surface of a dying planet.

--- **EDEN'S POV** The whispers began as static, a low hum in the marrow. Then came the visions: a city of glass spires rising from the camp's ashes, its inhabitants faceless, their voices harmonizing into a single word-*Ascend*. Rhydian's touch burned now, a brand against the cold spreading under my skin. He didn't understand. The trade wasn't for his life. It was for a key. --- **KELLY'S POV** The goddess clawed at my dreams, her fury scalding. *"Your cub meddles with locks he cannot fathom. The gate must stay sealed!"*

Jack nodded, “I have never been more serious about anything in my life, Jessica. “ He paused. “There are three more alphas, all drawn to you the same way I am. We are all tied to the prophecy, and it’s now time for that to begin.” Jessica swallowed thickly, trying to think of something amusing to say, “So you’re saying there are three people who will visit me? Or have you been reading too many stories about Christmas Carols?” “No,” Jack said, shaking his head, “Jessica, you need to take this more seriously. Three more alphas will come to you.” “A reverse harem?” Jessica muttered under her breath. This was becoming more unbelievable by the second. The only guy she has known romantically, who