At World S End Novels & Stories

This outcome was inevitable. As it finished speaking, the temperature spiked. The hail and snow covering the ground melted away, silently marking the end of the old world. The air turned so hot that it was hard to breathe, like the whole world had been sealed inside a furnace, cooking the people trapped inside. Trees erupted into flames, floodwaters surged across the ground beneath them, and steam filled the air. For a moment, the crowd went still, then the panic broke again. The ground groaned and split. "The world's ending! Queen Charlotte, please come back and save us!"

The price would be something different from money or materialistic things. "There should be a place on the southern side of the dream world, which looks dark. It is usually considered as the end of the dream world but, it is said by some people that, the dream God has his castle beyond that darkness. If we find that dark part we can find the dream God as well." Said Tian Tian. Shaking his head on her thought's Gu Shen explained in a serious tone, "We can't do that?" Shocked by his answer she asked, "Why?"

As the space fireworks drew to a close, the entire world was in turmoil, no, pandemonium! People openly wept, afraid of the end of the world, and some cheered because it gave them the opportunity to unleash their inner demons; after all, nothing held them back anymore. Many took up arms to fight against Walter Roberts to the bitter end for the sake of their country and home. Others chose suicide rather than waiting for the end of the world to arrive...

--- The System confirms: the World End Pavilion is a relevant actor. The System has information on this organization. The System has been waiting for the appropriate moment to disclose it. The System believes this is the appropriate moment. The World End Pavilion's true goal is not domination or resource acquisition. Their true goal is: finding the carrier. They have been looking for the Void Lineage for two hundred years. They believe the carrier is the only entity capable of communicating with the original function of the Overseer. They are not enemies. They are, however, extremely pushy about their agenda.

Tyla’s POV The end of the world does not arrive. That is the strangest thing of all. No final test. No silver blaze splitting the sky. No moment where the Veil demands a last answer or reveals a hidden price hidden in the margins we were too tired to read. The world simply… keeps going. I realize this on an ordinary morning, standing barefoot in the kitchen while the kettle screams because Arthur forgot it on the fire again. He’s leaning against the counter, half-dressed, hair still sleep-tangled, staring out the window like the city might confess something if he watches long enough.

“I’m not here to steal anything from you.” Their eyes went to me, sharp, unsettling. “I’m here to see.” “See what?” I asked. “The end of the world is broken. You are standing in the middle of it.” The words settled in my bones. Aurek was growling. “You don’t get it.” “Yes, but the world will.” The cave groaned again. There’s the exit. And I, for the first time, thought about what was to come next. We escaped. And what was coming was right behind.

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out. [Do you want to leave this world?] "Yes." My mom held me tightly. In my dad's horrified stare, she jumped. He lunged forward like a madman, but his hands grabbed nothing but air. My mom's voice was ice cold. "David, goodbye forever." The next second, our bodies were wrapped in a soft glow and disappeared completely before his eyes.

ßenlong said. "Me either. Or it’s just me who don’t give a shit to the "irregularities" I just said? If only Kartika were here... She might be able to explain it better than I do." Alfi said in his mind. Alfi finds them getting confused. “Exactly, if there’s no any "irregularities" happened, it doesn’t guarantee that the world is not in the threat of calamity. As long as Waku-waku exist, the world will never be ‘safe’.” Alfi said. ”They intend to destroy the world and rebuild it into their very own Utopia.”

“They’re my children.” The man looked at him. “And that is precisely the problem.” He raised one hand. Every flame in the kingdom disappeared. Lucian froze. Amara’s darkness vanished too. Aethon couldn’t move. Azrael fell to his knees. Even the First King trembled. Lucian stared at his empty hands. “What are you?” The stranger answered quietly. “I am the End.” The words echoed through every world. Eve appeared behind them, terrified. “The End…” Lucian looked at her.

“This is just a cycle of life and death here in this world. Even though they returned to Earth, their remains gave life to this place.” I glanced back at the meadow. Despite its dark origin, I couldn’t help admiring its amazing scenery. “We’re here,” Abraham exclaimed when we stood at the edge of the slope, overlooking a cross-shaped town from below. “That’s the town of War’s End.” “It looks like a town from the Old West,” Katie said. “You know, like cowboys, sheriffs, and stuff.” “That’s because the people who built it are from the Old West,” Abraham stated. “Huh,” I muttered in awe. I always wanted to visit an Old West town like those cowboy movies.