Becoming An Ancestor In Another World From This Day On Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

“Of course you are dead, child. Welcome to Bamafida… where all spirits dwell.” The sound rolled across the barren land, making the very ground shiver beneath me. My chest tightened, the agony of betrayal flaring again as though my heart was being pierced anew. The voice softened, but its echo still carried power. “I feel the torment that clings to your soul, the betrayal, the grief, the unending rage. But let it go, child. Your time in the mortal world is done. Walk through that path ahead. You have lived… and suffered… enough. Your ancestors await you.”

A story that was never about finding the perfect world, but about building one, step by step, hand in hand. And so, the story of "Between Two Worlds" came to a close. But in my heart, I knew it wasn’t truly over—it was just beginning. With love, with family, with friends, and with dreams still yet to be realized, I knew that no matter where life took us, we would always find our way back to each other. And that was enough. --- The End

The destruction of my painting severed the last thread of affection I had for Damon. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, a strange sense of relief mixed with a bitter taste in my mouth. Tonight was the night I would formally meet Caspian. A strange flutter of nerves danced in my stomach. In my past life, he was a revered, untouchable ancestor. I took a deep breath. I had to be at my best. Even if I couldn't make him love me, I couldn't let him despise me.

Eɴᴊᴏʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ 𝘾𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙤 𓆙 ꧁꧂ Sɪsᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ʟᴀᴡ ꧁꧂ Today was a big day, in the Windsor's Dynasty Kingdom, the most powerful kingdom of all times.

"But Maya says that if I don't go and bring back some 'Ancestral Mint' for her morning sickness, the probability of my personal survival is even lower." I laughed, a bright, clear sound that echoed through the ancient archway. I looked at my pack—the Kings, the Rebels, the Saint, and the Heirs. "We go together," I said. Félix took my hand, his emerald aura reigniting with a dark, vengeful joy. "To the end of the world, Little Bird." "To the beginning," I corrected. We stepped through the veil. The world didn't just change; it expanded. The colors were too bright, the air too sweet, and the ground beneath our feet felt alive with a pulse that matched our own heartbeats.

"May I know why mages and vampires are enemies?" Everett replied, "because mages and vampires cannot live together. 300 years ago, a mage betrayed and killed my ancestors. Since then, the vampires have severed ties with mages." She asked, "I want to know how old are you?" "650 years." It stunned her to hear his age. Everett asked, "You said you came from the earth, but how can you get into the realm of Black Mist?" She replied while showing her necklace, "through this necklace, on the full moon I recited the spell, there is written on the back of this pendant.

I struggled with my words before adding, "Start calling me Geneva from now on." "The spirit needs to possess me again." My mouth agape as I looked at her with annoyance. Seriously? This is going to be a struggle. First, I had to deal with a massive bird, werewolves, vampires, sorcerers, and now spirits. This realm is just too much for my small brain to handle.

Kai spoke in amazement as he watched the impossible happen. Magic choosing it's owner. A very rarity that almost never happens. Gwen smiled and looked up at the sky. She could feel the energies approaching and smiled. She turned to look at the rest who'd be meeting their guardians tonight. A new phase will be starting from dawn. A fight much longer and harder. A fight for the beginning of a new world.