Cruel Universe Novels & Stories

I couldn't even remember. The sight of him—all tall and imposing—scared the living hell out of me. I'd never met this man personally, but I knew him by reputation like everyone else. He was known as The Cruel Alpha and was allegedly the Alpha King's right hand. He was known for being vicious, and he'd killed many men during the war that wrecked our world. During the reign of the old alphas, women were respected. Adored. Now, they were nothing. Just playthings. Breeders.

I said, the black silk-shadows beginning to swirl around my boots, "you’re janitors. You’re cleaning up the 'mess' of evolution." "Evolution is a risk the universe cannot afford," the Arbiter replied. Behind me, Koran and Kaelen stepped into the light, their auras merging into a blinding, silver-gold corona. "Then the universe is about to go into debt," I said. "Because the 'Mess' is here, and we’re not going anywhere."

The parasite screamed. The sound echoed across infinite dimensions. The creature dropped to one knee. More cracks spread through its form. Ethan stared at the disappearing realities. Entire civilizations vanished. Entire histories ended. Entire universes ceased. And yet there was no violence. No hatred. No cruelty. Just inevitability. That somehow made it worse. The darkness spoke. One sentence. One simple sentence. Yet it echoed across every layer of existence. "I AM HERE." The universe trembled. The First Hunger immediately attacked.

" While he spoke, their interlocked hands pressed harder and harder. The blade sank deeper into his chest before twisting cruelly. Erwin could feel the searing pain of the silver corroding his heart. His vision turned dark. In his final moment, he forcibly destroyed his own wolf spirit. It was an act of atonement for all the suffering Lara had endured. In the end, Erwin died. He died in the year he loved Lara the most.

“THE NEW UNIVERSE.” Everyone turned. Elena stared. “I thought Noah created it.” “HE CREATED SPACE FOR IT.” “What does that mean?” The Silence looked toward the Door. “HE DID NOT CREATE ITS CONTENT.” Charles understood. “The merged realities populated it.” “PARTIALLY.” “Partially?” Mother Zero spoke. “A universe cannot be assembled only from transferred information.” Lucas frowned. “Why not?” “Because a universe needs rules.” Noah looked at her. “Mine has rules.” Mother Zero turned toward him.

He said moving his hands so the waiter can place down the foods and beverage. I waited til the waiter left. "We'll I'm 20, fresh outta college. Single child. Distant parents. The person I'm mostly attached to in life is my bestie Ariel. We leave together too." I said beaming at that thought. I continued. "I like old things. I don't know something about the aesthetic I like, like old music, movies, CARS!. You name it. Most importantly I LOVE michie." I babbled. "Who's Michie?" He clenched his jaw.

All the galaxy beasts got down, knelt in the direction of the enormous tortoise, and shouted loudly. “You ants-like animals, what should I do to you now that you’ve offended me?” Celeste said coldly. When they heard Celeste calling them animals, these galaxy beasts did not feel the slightest bit of dissatisfaction in their hearts. They merely wanted to appease the anger of the Universe Enforcer. Otherwise, today would be their last day alive. “Universe Enforcer, calm down! Universe Enforcer, calm down! We didn't know you were here and accidentally offended you. Please be magnanimous and give us a chance to survive. We will definitely do our best to repay your kindness. “

He would not mind her having a few lovers, maybe Gaia would be more content. Uranus knew it was a matter of time before he was done by Cronos. He has seen it and knew once it was done and his eldest son was in power he would be more corrupt than the father. The only way to stop the prophecy from happening was to gather anyone a threat to him and kill them. The problem was someone else had already gathered everyone except Zeus. The only person that came to mind was his sweet granddaughter. Katia was the only one he had told about what he saw. He did feel bad for what he had done to both granddaughters. He did not know Selene as well as he had gotten to know Katia. Although she was a sweet thi

He couldn't help the anger he felt, he crumpled the photo and squeezed it. "You damned, miserable Jonah Johnson! You always made fun of my sister when she gave everything for you, but I will make your life miserable, I will not rest until I have ruined you completely and made you pay for your audacity," he expressed, feeling a deep pain and how a piercing wound opened in his soul, for all that Margareth had lived, at the same time the beautiful and angelic face of the man became a cold mask of absolute evil. Don't let your wounds turn you into someone you're not. Paulo Coelho.

Their face, lined with cosmic aeons and recent sorrow, is a mask of impossible weight. "Child! Please!" The words are ripped gravel. "End it. Please. Make it stop. Let go… let me go." Release. Oblivion. The only mercy left. The only peace imaginable after roots buried in hell and thorns tearing from within. I feel the cracks widening. The Unraveler’s icy malice seeping through the fissures. The Wild Gardener’s anarchic fury finding weak points in the containment. If they break free… together… the multiverse isn't just endangered. It's ended. A feast of unmaking and chaos.