Battle Through The Heavens Novels & Stories

The division disappeared and the boys returned to the outside surface once more. “BANG! BANG! BANG!” The skies shook at the mighty energies that were used by the fighters who stood upon its firmaments. A lone winged creature battled a whole battalion of armed and armored soldiers in the heavens. They were all wearing a set of uniformed armaments and moved in a fashion that simply defied imagination. Their numbers were many but everyone’s motions complimented the formation perfectly. It seemed like they were dancing in the heavens in a well-choreographed play for the audience below to witness.

Well, that person had used another word that Billy refused to say out loud. “Hold on, my love! I’m coming to you! I will save you from this nightmare and take you home!” Billy whispered again, stepping on the gas. “I swear that I will never leave you alone again!” It was raining so heavily that if it hadn’t been for the GPS system, Billy would’ve never made it to Pacific Heights. All of a sudden, the city seemed unknown to him. In that instant, the neighborhood seemed to Billy one big evil maze that was protecting that bastard and keeping him away from his love.

the voice said. The battle raged on, the Divine Being and the Destroyer locked in a struggle that shook the world's foundations. Their powers clashed, unleashing a maelstrom of energy. Wren's breath caught as the two titans exchanged blows, their apocalyptic showdown illuminating the darkened landscape. The ground trembled beneath their feet, the skies ablaze with the fury of their conflict. "With a final, mighty blow, the Divine Being struck the Destroyer, banishing it to the depths of the Bottomless Hole, along with its followers," the voice continued.

She was going to strike now. “Heavenly Spear Arts: Heaven Destroyer!” The heavens split open and the earth wailed. The skies grew red as the power of Thrud filled the world. Before any of the Ascenders could make a move a strong beam of light formed above their heads in the clouds above and descended upon them *Boom* *Boom* *Boom* “Ahh!”

He clenched his fists, frustration bubbling just beneath the surface as the question echoed unanswered. Above, the heavens remained fractured, the jagged split in the sky visible only to those cursed to perceive it. Victor could see it clearly, the unsettling rupture that tore across the clouds like a scar. It was a sight that defied reason, a glimpse into the realms beyond that few could endure without losing their sanity. Those attuned to the demonic pathways—Victor, Saoirse, and others like them—were bound to its haunting presence, a grim reminder of the chaos lurking just beyond the veil.

One of pure, undiluted anguish that seemed to crack the very heavens and send tremors rippling through the immutable bedrock of reality itself. The skies opened, unleashing a torrent of rain pounding the already blood-soaked earth with fury. It was as if the very heavens themselves were weeping for the fallen, for the senseless waste of life that had been wrought in this battle. Still, Meredith didn't move, even as the remaining monsters closed in around her with their foul claws and fangs rending her flesh with each vicious strike. Huge, ragged furrows were torn into her body, spilling her essence in great, pulsing waves that quickly mingled with the crimson deluge.

The tendrils moved at terrifying speed toward Ares, in just a split second. Instantly, the previously bright sun darkened with the dark clouds that covered the sky palace. The gods and goddesses suddenly shuddered. That day, a terrifying shroud seemed to devour the sky into its sphere and then swallowed it up without a trace. The dark cloud containing active electrons kept flickering on all sides, looking for pairs of electrons from bodies he could kill. That day, the ink will inscribe history, how the great battle in the sky happened again, destroying the sky and messing up its government system for the umpteenth time again. After thousands of years of fighting, this time the heavens shook

A pleading voice muted the heavy footsteps of the apprentice angel marching to the end of the Heavenly World. Apollo Sky the Loyal did not bother to look back at his aide, who was chasing him like a shadow. Though he did not mind his aide’s usual behavior, he did answer to his plea. “I am telling and am telling you once again, Yloh,” said Apollo Sky, “I am going to watch the Battle of Halflings with Matilda and that is final. Think of it as mending the torn connection between the Heavenly World and the Nether World. Watching the said event with a citizen of a Nether World would make the three worlds see that the benevolent Heavenly World was the first one to offer the laurel to the malevolen

Criss tried to get out of his seat. Rizki continued to walk towards Criss and was followed by a group of undead walking towards Criss. Criss tried to get up from his seat and he found an Indonesian Air Force helicopter approaching him. The helicopter gave light to see where Criss was and prepared to fire at the undead that continued to walk towards Criss. Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! Dor! The shot hit the target and finally, the helicopter threw a bomb from the undead's direction.