How World End Novels & Stories

"Where is it?" Sama Arthur stared back at him, a horrific, awful realization dawning. "I don't know. But I know the 'World Ender' they talk about. it's not a child. It's somewhere. A place of great power, a place where the cycle is supposed to end. And they're bringing Leiran there. to be slaughtered."

“Every time my phone rings I wonder if it’s the call. And if it’s not his death my mom’s calling about, then it’s something he did. He’s killing himself and there’s no way around that. But he’s going to take someone down with him too. Maybe it’s driving under the influence or selling laced weed to kids. All Bobby does is destroy, and waiting for the end is worse than going through the final never-ending chapter.” “That makes sense,” Quinn says quietly. “Living with the fear of never knowing what’s going to happen would make me anxious.” “In a perfect world, he’d recover. But the world isn’t perfect, and I know the odds of someone coming back from something like this.” “It’s not impossible,”

3 weeks later- Life had taken a new course for me, one that led me away from the darkness of Adriano's world and into the warmth of the light. Adriano and all his cruel uncles and cousins, were no more. Justice had been served, and I had finally found peace. I try my best not to remember it all and cry about it but I am a human and somedays I lose control over my emotions. But I have started a new life, I need to commit to it.

Padgett's Pov The walk home was long our houses were that far off from each other, what business does a poor lowlife have in living in a place as classic as Adrian's estate, I guess the reality is starting to Dawn on me that, we are from two different world I was the dark while he is the light, I never thought my home from his, it's this far because I never walked home, Cameron would always drop me off before he goes back home and later on we would meet to have little fun but now I want to limit my contact with him but can I stay away because our families are extremely close and mom will not take any excuse, if I decide to cut him off completely maybe I could just avoid him at all cost, he s

Despite having distanced himself from the place he had grown up in, Damon had still heard the news about the strange events that had just unfolded and had not expected for anyone to reach out to him. That part of him was now behind him—or so he had kept telling himself the past fourteen years. "Something's wrong," Carol said, her voice grim, "there's a war coming to us and not just Atlanta but the whole world and we're running short on time and numbers." "What kind of war?" asked Damon. "The 'end of the world' kind." The bungalow's front door had then swung open and a little boy with dark curly hair had come running out. "Dad!" he called before Damon got up and grabbed him by his little arms

And she almost saved me from the luck that, in the end, fell on me and that despite everything, she has now brought me to this confession, when I finally look at the face of death. I assure you, true death is not only the end of life, it is the end of everything; I can talk about it now that I look at the voracious void. Nothing awaits us beyond the threshold of life, other than an eternity of infinite oblivion. It is strange, it is as if this world were a mere story where its author arcs names from a notebook to kill characters that are no longer necessary. ♦ ♦ ♦

"They trust you with everything." "Yes.” "Then why?" The question comes out harder this time, frustration finally breaking through the disbelief. "Why would you spend years earning the trust of the man you want... dead?" I draw a slow breath. Now she's asking the right question. "Because some wars don't end when the fighting does." My voice stays low, my eyes never leaving hers. "War?" she echoes, the word barely above a whisper. "Before the Voss ruled these territories," I say quietly, "there was another royal bloodline."

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.

I still haven't know what would happen if we would kill the protagonists. Would the world collapse since this world was made for those protagonists? END OF CHAPTER 38

Ferris laughed and said, "You ants can't possibly understand the greatness of divinity. The King of the End represents the great end of times. Our world has been in chaos for too long. Everyone is blinded by greed, holding back at nothing to get what they want without any faith in the world. The descent of the King of the End will turn the world into a faithful, orderly world. Everyone will believe in the same thing, and conflict will not exist. The world would become incredibly peaceful, and everyone would have happy lives. Isn't that a good thing?" Everyone was stunned, unable to understand what Ferris was saying. Wilbur frowned slightly before he said, "We don't need gods from other world