Bakugo After The War Novels & Stories

While tears streaming down my face. Alden’s voice echoed softly in the air. “Protect the child. He is the key to everything” And with that, he was gone. The clearing fell silent, the darkness lifted. Alex changed back into his human form and pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly. “It’s over,” He whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “The curse is broken” I nodded, tears in my eyes. “But the war isn’t” Alex looked into the distance, his jaw set.

He fell to his knees, releasing me as his strength faded. His skin slowly turned gray from the place where the blade entered. I pulled the dagger from his chest. He looked up at me one last time before collapsing completely, his body turning to ash-gray dust. Slowly, all the infected hybrids began to return to themselves, while the bonded ones, those fully consumed, turned to stone-gray and fell lifeless. The war was finally over. Everyone could breathe again after a long, endless fight. Then I remembered, someone had tossed me that dagger. Who was it?

She stood up, her silver blades reflecting the starlight, and began to walk toward the new forest. ​The war of the Alpha and the Billionaire was over. The age of the Ash-Born had begun. And as the golden leaves of the "Black Bloom" rustled in the wind, the city of Neo-Tokyo didn't sound like a machine anymore. It sounded like a song, a long, complicated, beautiful anthem of a world that had finally learned how to breathe on its own.

He had said, "after the war." I sat with that after he left the war room. The maps were still on the table. His pen was still where he had set it down. The alliance letter was still face up between us, the word disposition catching the lamplight in a way that would have been almost elegant if it were not a weapon. After the war, I am going to tell you something. I knew what it was.

The pressure wave the primitive armored vehicles like toy cars turned aside. When I lifted my head back, the siege machine disappeared. Other only a deep, smoking crater in ash sand. The Warlords who survived, fled into the desert in blind panic. Her army was broken, hers Morality through the monster from the bunker and the exploding machine restless destroyed. In front of the massive, sloppy steel gates of Bunker Beta there was only Kael. He was covered with soot and dirt, but he was upright. He looked at the cameras

He had no idea that Cayden and I had left the Silverfrost pack forever. We were never coming back.

I hesitated for a moment, the conflict between vengeance and wisdom raging within me. Finally, I made my decision. With a heavy heart, I watched as they disappeared into the night, their taunts lingering in the air. Revenge would have to wait. For now, my priority was the safety of my pack, to tend to the wounded and ensure their well-being. I approached my injured warriors, their faces etched with pain and determination. As I tended to their wounds, their unwavering loyalty filled me with a profound sense of gratitude. We had survived the ambush, and together we would emerge stronger than ever.

Autumn might not be able to intervene too. Sieg found his confidence again. Kaze looked at him annoyedly. “Give him another call. Tell him that I don’t welcome Ryokanians. “He can’t leave once he steps into Perfect World Group.” “Can’t leave? Hahaha!” Sieg burst out laughing. “Who do you think you are, Kaze? The God of War? “Do you know that Mr. Kailan is a true master from Ryokan? “He once battled it out with the God of War and came out of the battlefield alive.

For one brief second, hope returned to his face. “Really?” “Yes,” I said. “But I will never go back to you.” The light in his eyes went out. “Aria…” “Forgiveness is not another chance. It only means I’m done carrying you with me.” He stood there without moving. Outside the hall, winter sunlight fell across the steps. I took a breath, and for the first time in a long while, it did not hurt. A man in a charcoal coat waited near the car. He had dark curls, green eyes, and a calm smile that carried no pity.

The Ancestors were pushed backward. Not destroyed. Not killed. Just separated from the worlds they had claimed. One by one, their forms began dissolving into stars. The largest Ancestor resisted. You cannot erase us! The child looked at it. I'm not erasing you. I'm giving you a choice too. The Ancestor stared at her. For the first time... it looked afraid. Then it disappeared. The sky became bright again. The war was over. Everyone stood in silence. Kael slowly lowered his sword.