Novel & Cerita Chance From Forsaken

"If the forgiveness coupons are ever used up, I'll take our daughter and leave you forever." Alexander's mouth cracked into a smile that looked worse than crying. Looking at the three things in front of him that were practically killing him, he muttered to himself, "Is this God's punishment for me?" "Isabella, Kimmy, wait for me. Let me come with you..." … (Isabella's point of view) After settling in Vancall with Kimmy for a month, I still felt shaken whenever I saw planes occasionally flying across the sky. That day must have been the closest Kimmy and I had ever come to death in our lives.

“Where the hell is she?” No movement. No sound. Nothing but the silence of the trees, like they were holding their secrets close. He exhaled hard, his voice a low growl. “Seven years and you show up smelling like heaven and vanish like fog.” He stepped forward again, slowly, his head tilted toward the wind. “I know you’re close. I can feel you.” “She’s ours. Claim her.” Evren growled again inside him, desperate, nearly panicked. But she was already gone. Zyon stood motionless under the silver light, the cool night clinging to his skin like regret. Her scent was a ghost now, soft and slipping further by the second.

He had tripped over a loose stone fragment, and his hand accidentally landed on the guardian to cease to exist in the chamber. He hadn't done anything, just tripped. The field had taken care of the rest, the same way it had done since that first day when a torch fell from a bracket and landed on a Shadow Fragment at the exact center of its weak point, and triggered the chain of events. His panel opened. [ New Ability Unlocked ] [ Probability Absorption ] [ Rank: Unclassified ] [ Type: Passive ] [ Cannot be voluntarily activated or deactivated ] [ Effect ] [ Converts high-probability harm aimed at the bearer into low-probability outcomes ]

The figure’s eyes softened fractionally, just enough to give me hope. “Not safe here,” the figure said finally, low and commanding. “Come, Quickly.” I hesitated for only a moment. My legs were stiff, my body trembling from exhaustion, but I obeyed. Step by step, I followed, leaning on the stranger’s strength when my own failed me. Every movement was agony, every breath a reminder of how close I had come to losing everything. Yet somehow, through sheer will, and the mysterious timing of fate. I survived the night, carried toward the unknown sanctuary of the Shadow Fang territory.

For a moment, the whole yard seemed to vanish; it was only me and the thing before me. “Daughter,” it rasped, each syllable clawing at my ears. “Daughter of light… and shadow. She calls you.” “No,” I whispered, stepping forward despite Darius’s grip. The air reeked of rot, yet I forced myself closer. “She doesn’t own me.” The Forsaken’s chest rattled with what might have been laughter—or simply air tearing through ruined lungs. “She will.” The final word hung in the air like a curse. Then, before anyone could react, the thing convulsed and collapsed, falling into the mud with a sound too heavy for something so hollow.

Due to his necromancy, his once wavering soft voice grew dark and imposing – a must to perform the ritual of necromancy. Upon the call Merlin made, the pentagram on the forest floor expanded to the entire territory of the Forsaken Land along with the pentagram hovering his head. A barrier made of purple hue closed the Forsaken Land as the ground started to tremble. He repeated his chant, “I beseech you to rise from your slumber and heed my command! Stop all the winged creatures that dare to leave the Forsaken Land and bring them to me!” With his last call, creatures who were buried centuries ago started to rise from the ground, disturbing the eerily silent land of the Malevolent creatures.

"My dearest Ava, The connection between our worlds is growing stronger, and the shadows that bind us are becoming more insistent. I cannot stay away, for the pull of your world is irresistible. You are in danger, my love, and I fear that the Underworld's malevolent forces are closing in on you. The bracelet was a fragile protection, and I have taken it to strengthen its power. Wear it always, and know that I will be watching over you. There are secrets yet to be revealed, and I will return to you when the time is right. Trust in our connection, and know that you are not alone in this perilous journey. Yours, always, Hayden" The note left me with a sense of both comfort and trepidation. The c

“We don’t have time for this family reunion bullshit. Those golden-eyed freaks are still coming. If the Forsaken are here, Michelle is using them as cleanup crew to finish off whoever survives.” The lead Forsaken took another step closer. I wonder how it had so many scars on its body. Who or what had it been fighting?. “Choose, Kade Thorn. Side with your blood. Or die with these broken wolves you call a pack. We offer power, real power. Not the collars and drugs of false gods.”