Novel & Cerita End Of The World

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

“Sorry. I’m not great at becoming a goddess.” Her expression changes, serious again. “I will offer you a choice." My body tenses instinctively. "A choice?" “You may return,” she says. “To your life. Your body. Your timeline.” My breath catches. Return? Is that even fucking possible? "Yes," she answers. Yup, you can read my mind. God she heard it too, but isn't she the Goddess? "Clara," her voice cuts. “If you fail again… if peace is not achieved through you…”

At last, everything is over. The End

[First Morning] The world did not end with a bang or a whimper; it ended with the soft, rhythmic sound of the Atlantic tide pulling back from the shore of the Azores. For Jinyan and Panni, the apocalypse was over, and the silence that followed was the most expensive luxury they had ever owned.

Chapter 18: The Choice of World's The world ended at 3:47 AM on a Tuesday. Not with explosions or invasions, but with a simple broadcast that reached every connected device on Earth simultaneously. Director Frost's face appeared on billions of screens, her expression serene as she announced humanity's forced evolution. "Citizens of Earth," she began, "in one hour, the next stage of human development begins. Water supplies in major population centers have been prepared with evolutionary catalysts. Do not be afraid. You are about to become something greater."

"Good." The End

This was the end for me. And then— BOOM! The world went dark.