Novel & Cerita He Who Drowned The World

Said the young man who was slightly surprised and smiled. "It seems that this time God has other plans. Never mind I better go back to the bottom of the ocean again." The young man said that suddenly his lotus-like object was again closed with him and became a black cube like in the beginning and went straight into the ocean while Dajol was swallowed by a big fish named Nun and his followers Dajol all died. … Somewhere else. Seen western countries that have been destroyed because they have been attacked in secret by the East side with the North.

“You don’t get a choice anymore, little Keeper.” The chamber pulsed with the title—Keeper, Keeper, Keeper—as though every watching creature echoed it. Her throat tightened. “Keep what?” The man lifted a hand, and the world behind him split open. Not like a door. Like a wound. Beyond it, chaos churned—skies peeling apart, oceans falling upward, mountains folding into themselves like paper crushed by an unseen fist. A storm of unmaking. The rewritten world. Kael. Draven. Somewhere inside that storm.

The water of death. The water was terrifyingly scary It belonged to Cinderella's family. Eight years ago, the bloody hunters had been quite obsessed with killing everyone of the dead Angels. They had even used black magic. That water of death was black magic. They had mercilessly drowned each and every dead Angels they had caught in the water of death and Mercury wasn't an exception. Thinking he was Zeus, the ruthless leader of the dead Angels, Pompom's father had been extremely ruthless. He drowned Mercury there and killed him.

The world fades at the edges. The fight leaves me. I don’t want to die. But the water doesn’t care. They say water is life, but right now, it's my enemy and drowning out every breath in me. It claims me—filling me, consuming me—until there’s nothing left. The last thing I feel is the silence. And then—nothing. ……….. ALEX Anger doesn’t cut it. It’s something darker—something venomous—as I storm out of the house party.

CLARA Everything goes silent, not like death. Worse, like the world forgets I exist. The pain, the weight, the sound of my own blood—gone. And then I’m falling, not down, not anywhere, just… through something endless and bright. Light surrounds me from every direction, soft and warm, like the air itself is breathing. I don’t have a body or maybe I do, but I don't feel it anymore. I drift and drift until I see her.

I destroyed my own happiness and ruined your life, too. As he spoke with such sincerity, all I saw was a joke. I was unfazed. "Tracy, I'll make it right," he vowed. Alina was already dead. What was there left to make right? Later, I sat in the backseat of his car, watching as he floored the gas and crashed into a bridge pillar. Moments later, his soul slowly drifted from his body. And mine began to fade, too. When Sven opened his eyes and saw me, his face lit up with joy. He rushed toward me.

I hiss and attack him. “You are a traitor. I will kill you all.” I grip his throat. “Prepare for war, Fen.” I move away from him as he gasps for air. I dive back into the water and swim towards the hidden kingdom. Swimming towards the abyss, the resting place of the ships, humans, and my people who have been slaughtered rest here. I move towards the opening in the wall. I push through and my eyesight adjusts to the darkness.

" That's why you hate dying, I suppose. " " Not really, I can withstand the pain, I don't have a choice. You can't die of pain when you are dying you know? I've seen so much, I've lived far too much. This world has changed so much, it's disgusting. I just want out. " "Then you like dying? " Raïna was getting confused. " No, because I'll come back to a world that has changed again. It's fun, but horrendous and gross. " Her voice slowly faded away as she fell asleep.

“Soren!” But when Soren turned, his gaze was not human. His eyes shimmered with the depth of eternity, his expression cold and distant, as if the man Travian loved had been erased. “Travian,” he said, his voice layered with divinity and ruin, “you shouldn’t have followed me into the dark.” The storm exploded around them, swallowing everything in white fire and roaring wind. And in that blinding light, the world ended—or perhaps, began again. When the light finally faded, the world was no longer the world they knew.

“No.” Raiken placed his hand against the floor. Blue light raced through the palace. The crown tightened around my skull. Water filled my lungs. The kingdom sank. Stone towers disappeared beneath the waves. Streets vanished. Silver banners folded into darkness. Raiken’s body faded behind the risi ng water. I reached for him. He reached back. Our fingers did not meet. His final thought moved through the bond. Live. The tower vanished. I drowned with the crown on my head. The vision released me.