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One more was currently in the vicinity. She heard the other one croak a scream. She sped to where the voice was coming from, only to witness one of her associates finish her off quickly by taking her heart out of her chest. She watched him eat it. "Earthlings are said to be the carrier of diseases, Lewtant," she said. Lewtant snorted. "They smell delicious. I thought they'd taste nice."

He walked toward the window, gesturing to the glowing green pulse of the Earth below. "Look at it," Sterling whispered. "Julian’s 'Green-Out.' He thinks he saved them by turning the world into a forest. But all he did was create a more efficient Processor. That emerald light? It’s a conductive network. The Earth is no longer a planet, Clara. It’s a hard drive. And Mars is the Cloud." "He did it to protect them from people like you," Clara spat, stepping into his space. She felt the faint, static hum of his projection—a coldness that seeped into her bones. "He gave his life to ground the Pulse."

I say with confusion. “You will, my child.” She hums tenderly. “Ellyza embarked on a journey spanning countless ages in the vast expanse of the Galactic Universe, eventually finding herself on the planet Earth. She sent a response to the other Light Oracles. Reassuring them that she was alright and seeking solace on Earth after a long time of struggling to conceive an offspring in her Kindred skin. Later on, she sent another message to the Oracles, informing them that she had found what she believed to be the answer to the Kindreds' prayers, as she was with offspring.” “A human impregnated the Oracle, turned Kindred?” I ask skeptically, still a little confused.

“All earthlings are sinners. “You were banished to Earth. “Once the seal opens, Ultranaturals will come and wipe out you sinners.” Wilber spoke in a smug tone. It seemed he had already imagined the end of the earthlings. Death. Extinction. Tyrus asked, “What do you mean?”

“Slide this way and I’ll meet you in the middle. We’ll lay back-to-back and see if we can’t get each other freed.” ~~~~ “You’re not one of us,” Mitzie’s green orbs focused on Marilee as her voice morphed to the surround sound voice-over tone. Marilee’s eyes widened in shock at Mitzie’s sudden words and change of demeanor. “No… no, your majesty. I… I am an earthling, but I am not fully human,” she timidly replied. “I sense healing powers emanating from you. From what is their origin?” Mitzie asked tilting her head.

Others had a hard time breathing, instead of having someone to take care of them, help them breathe, they died suffocating. Only few humans survived, they refused to give in, they had this dream of going back to earth and saving the planet they ruined, there's nothing left there but the stories going through the generation, it made us forget how bad it became. A nuclear bomb has gone on, but it's a lie, that was what the elders always told me, they also said that earth was still standing. But how much do you believe stories of people who haven't seen earth in years? What's left now on mother planet was the aliens, they are called Zohalian, they are the ones in charge, some are re-formed huma

They all stood as Balthazar, and I stood together. "I will see all of you soon. Take care, and our home will always be open to you." "We love you, Imelda." My mother said. I gave her a tight smile before the black smoke and fire consumed us. I gripped Balthazar's hand as the night sky swirled around us. Our feet making contact with solid ground once again. When we arrived in the underworld, I was unsure what to expect, but it wasn't anything like this. The underworld wasn't rocks and everlasting flames or filled with the cries and screams of the dead. No, it was a vast city, lights, music and tall buildings reaching up the sky. It was something of a dream, something I had never seen before.

So far Sybil had only seen overcast days. “It is, this was from the elves long before us. Those of my people that have the gift of earth as we call it, have not been able to do much in here yet. They focus on our food supply. Also while they know what some of the plants are they also were unsure as some are toxic or react badly to certain stimuli. Though a good portion seems to be dying now.” Sybil had moved forward and Aries watched her. She had a lighter step and clearly she liked this environment. It seemed to fit her. She was smiling looking at some of the plants and even touched one. The plant shook and the few buds on it opened slightly with her touch.

"They're underneath us." Before Killian could react, the ground beneath the center of the line exploded. Massive, pale-white worms—the size of grown men and covered in chitinous plates—erupted from the mud. They were "Earth-Eaters," ancient scavengers that the Shadow Alpha must have awakened from the deep crust. They didn't have eyes, only circular maws filled with rows of serrated teeth. One of the creatures lunged for a group of nursing mothers. "Shift!" Killian roared.

A song of return. ​The Feral King wasn't trying to destroy the world anymore. He was trying to drown it. ​"We are not giving him anything!" Elara screamed at the ocean. ​She raised the white-steel sword. She didn't draw from her own light this time. She reached down, into the very wood of the ship. She tapped into the white-quartz spirit of the Earth-Shaker that lived within the timber. ​The ship began to glow. The white wood pulsed with a fierce, defiant gold. The bioluminescent foam on the waves turned into a wall of purification fire.