End Of The World Rpg Novels & Stories

A massive explosion burned everything then it went all black. THE END

He continued. "I'm Rowena, the second eldest." The old woman introduced herself. "And I am Dorothy, the third eldest." The other old man with white curly hair said. "It's an honor to meet you, elders." I bowed again. "It's an honor to meet you too, princess Nemiah. You even came from another world just to fulfill the prophecy. We have seen your sacrifices and we appreciate your perseverance. But don't worry, this chaos will finally come to an end and you'll be able to go back to your real world." The first elder seemed to know a lot about me. I was astounded, unable to respond.

In the year 383 when the human civilization had just started discovering things and building their own empire, people started exhibiting questionable and strange abilities after the great colonial war had ended. Most of the people are still not aware of such a thing but due to the number of children showing abilities that any normal human don’t have, they grew wary and thought that they are cursed. Thinking that the children are spawns of the devil, they decided to do an inhumane act and that is to burn all the children that exhibit special abilities.

Wonders shall never end. THE END

Time to end this one way or another. ***

Always us. THE END

[Congratulations, you've joined the survival game as a player! [You've triggered "The Veil of Blood Oath"! Dungeon rank: S!] [Mission objective: You must survive in the village till the end of the ritual!] [Now, let the game begin…] Survival game? My mind cleared up instantly when I heard the familiar phrase. Wasn't this the survival game Cyrus talked about? How could there be an actual survival game in this world? I opened my eyes instantly, soon realizing that I was standing in a foggy village.

Forever. -------------------------------------------END----------------------------------------------------------------------

“So… just out of curiosity, what happens if you fail inside the Well?” “I won't come back,” I said simply. “And Nytheras wins.” “And the world ends.” He whistled low. “No pressure.” I didn’t answer him. I just looked up at the sky, where the clouds were already beginning to pulse again with that terrible red light. We didn’t have time. We were running straight into the jaws of a god. And I was the only one holding a match.

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