Fate Apocrypha Novels & Stories

[hey guys! let's start book 3, shall we? LOl. Merry Christmas everybody! so before we begin book 3, I realized the version of Apod on Good novel (book 2) is the only one that didn't have this chapter. I must have forgotten to post it and for that I'm sorry. Whilst it will take away nothing from book 2, I feel it is essential for Character development and just a recap of some elements in book 1. Please note that the events of this chapter took place in book 2.]

Chapter 01 - Her fantasy world The devil bound the jungle from all sides. It seemed impossible to escape from there without coming into their sight. On a misty night, there was nothing but chippers of birds. Once behind a dense tree, a girl was struggling in pain. Her hands seemed to crack vigorously. The blood was flowing deep down to her knees, covering them. She couldn't even utter a word as if someone sliced her dried throat and took out her voice. Tears were flowing from her eyes like raindrops. There was no chance for her to survive further.

Choice asked her sister Destiny who was busy writing the FATE MANUSCRIPT Destiny didn’t respond at all, which made Choice quite anxious. She snatched the FATE MANUSCRIPT, from her hands saying, “You can work on it later, sister. First you answer me.” Snatching the MANUSCRIPT back from her, Destiny glared at her, responding in a low inaudible tone, making Choice glued to her spot, “Whatever she would ask, is fated to wreak havoc in their lives.”

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

The alpha's grinned widened, "precisely." "That's impossible. Fate gives you one person you're mated to. Or destined to be with. This can't happen. " The alpha shrugged again, a gold coin spinning easily between his knuckles. "Fate fucked up."

He would wait for the perfect opportunity to strike again, to claim the crystal and complete his sinister plan. As the story continued, the Ascendants would face new challenges, forge unlikely alliances, and uncover the true extent of their powers. They would learn that the world's destiny rested in their hands and that the strength of their unity would be their greatest weapon against the encroaching darkness. And so, the saga of the Ascendants unfolded, a tale of resilience, sacrifice, and the enduring power of hope in the face of overwhelming odds. The readers eagerly followed their journey, hoping for their triumph and the restoration of balance in a world on the brink of destruction.Ami

Aaron killed Mark and Aida, and my champion became King Lucien. They went to battle against one another. Apate made Aaron go to war against Lucien forcing my children to fight and cancel each other out. Aaron won that battle, but he lost his army. In those moments, he became my champion because he was the only Alpha connected to me. Apate swooped in for the kill with the bandit clan and won, which was how she took control of your world.

With the rope untied, Rain fell nonchalantly into the abysmal pit of inescapable demise. Every Rha member's heart sank into crippling anguish. The taste of victory was stained by regret and misery. When Creed saw her tumble into the Valley of Ghouls, his tears turned crimson. The jaws of Agenor and Falco were so tightened that multiple veins on their forehead were apparent. Colt, Nakiya, and Maira all gazed at Wolf with unfathomable rage.

“Yes, yes, and yes.” Ema scoffed knowingly while walking inside the apartment. “That man probably checks if you’re breathing every five minutes now.” Hazel smiled helplessly because… honestly? Accurate. Ema turned toward her immediately. “Wait.” A suspicious narrowing of eyes. “He left you alone?” Hazel sat down carefully on the couch. “He had meetings, Ema. He already postponed work for a month because of me.” “And?” Ema crossed her arms dramatically. “If my pregnant best friend almost fell into another dimension down the stairs, I’d never leave her side again.”

But the shadows of the past followed us, and we became something similar to what we were trying to escape. With a shriek, a dark spirit comes out of her chest. Declan and Draven lean away as it rises in the air. My gaze follows the screaming fog, until it disappears into the sky, to never return. Death has finally claimed…Agrona and Nirana. The two witches with a tragic fate. I walk closer to my brothers and kneel beside her head, my eyes finding her face. The blood still stains her skin which is slowly turning pale. It feels like a long chapter of my life has ended. But it hasn’t ended on a good note. It has left a deep scar on my heart.