Earths Chosen Savior Novels & Stories

Chapter Forty-two: The Joyful Choice Teddy is gleefully clapping his hands in response to what his father said, and Ernest smiles and says, “God is to be praised. Undoubtedly, the angels in heaven are jubilant about the salvation of one man who has acknowledged Jesus Christ as their Lord and Saviour,” Ernest exclaims, adding, "God is pleased that you chose to share His message of salvation with us. Congratulations, Darwin." "When was the last time you accepted Jesus Christ, Honey? You never shared that message to me or your kid Teddy?" Natalia asks Darwin as they exchange questions.

Elara said. Behind them, the Oracle’s voice echoed one last time. "The fire has been lightened. The reckoning begins." As they exit the sanctuary, the ground splits beneath them. A beast of molten flame bursts from the earth, eyes locked on Elara. It speaks one word: "Chosen… The chosen one!" Elara moved Lerder aside, but Lerder also wanted to face the consequences of Loving a chosen one.

Jordan looked at the highlight parts. "And so, the chosen one will appear. Blessed by both sides of war. Light and Dark. Love or Death. So, it will be. The Goddess of the earth realm. " He said, and I raised an eyebrow. Goddess of the earth. Really? I said to myself. Sounds like bullshit to me. He went to another passage.

She narrows her gaze, disappointed eyes holding mine. “The Gods chose you to stop whatever evil is about to fall on us,” I cut her off, shaking my head angrily. “Exactly. The Gods chose me. Why? They may have just ended the world themselves. I’m not anything special. I didn’t ask to be the saviour of our world. I didn’t ask for such a burden. I’ve lived only torment and pain. I’ve never had a choice in anything that has happened to me. I prayed endlessly for someone to save me, and no one came. Now when the world needs saving, they suddenly expect me to drop everything and obediently accept?” I ask disbelieved.

“Disaster disasters is about to strike. Be prepared, a blood bath is about to come. The gods have obscured everything but there is just one thing clear. Death is coming.” The seer stood up from his seated position, his eyes turning and becoming normal. Peering into the secrets of the heavens was becoming more and more troublesome. This was especially more ever since the savior was born. The gods did not want to give a clue as to what was to happen. The only way to be safe, was to walk hand in hand with the savior.”

The red shirt underneath feels like a deliberate choice, the vibrant color bold against the dark suit, and it reminds me of the blood that will soon be spilled, that will stain my hands before the night is over. “Welcome Mr…” he begins, stretching his hand to me. An unwise decision, I think, as I glance at his extended hand- a gesture to show trust, to form a connection. It's a pity he’s just offered his hand to The Devil, to the very man who will soon be taking his last breath. “Levi” I answer, my voice is calm, controlled, as I grasped his hand in mine. The contact is brief, but it’s enough to have his face imprinted at the back of my mind.

—— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 8

' Blinking back the tears, I mouthed a quick, 'You too. Once the moon hit the highest peak, the chief made his way in front of the girls. "This year is the thirtieth year we celebrate The Choosing. I hope all of you know how brave you all are. I pray you all stay safe, and for the one who finds their beast... know you are blessed." As he moved away from the front, I took a deep breath just as the chief's voice echoed across the open field. "Let the choosing begin!" the sound of cheers came from behind us, as many of the girls eagerly made their way towards that forest. With each step I took closer to the darkness that awaited me, I couldn't help but feel almost lighter.

He clearly saw the fire that was oozing out of Sikandar Shah's eyes. His whole body was shivering. He decided with himself that no matter what happens he will have to save his Biya. If it takes sacrificing his life, he will surely do so. In a tiresome state, he leaned back to the wall and shut his eyes. ******** "Mama, pray for me that today I pass the interview and the company hires me." Holding files in her hand, Haya embraced her mother to take her blessings.

I can barely complete my sentence before she throws her arms around my neck making me stumble a little but I regain my balance before wrapping my arms around her waist breathing in her scent that has become a habit of mine. "You are my savior, Mr. Bianchi." She mumbles in my neck making me smile. "You are my savior too Cara." I reply while kissing the side of her head. If it's possible then I will always keep her in my arms because she is the reason behind the feelings that have started to grow in my heart and for me, her happiness matters the most. From now on, I will make sure that no harm can touch her ever.