Jesus Ascension Mga Nobela at Kwento

"It belongs to what comes after." We crossed the bridge, the air growing heavier with every step. And then the Gate opened. Ascension Inside, there were no walls. Just sky. And seven beams of light, each descending from above to illuminate a circle on the ground. In the center, a dais with a single phrase etched in every known language: To rise, you must lay down what anchors you. Each of us stepped into a circle. And one by one, the wind spoke. Dahlia’s Offering

At that moment, their gazes were simply fixed on James. James descended from the sky and landed steadily on the ground. Then, he dispersed Sacrilegious Ascension, and his vertebrae that were formed using the power of heaven and earth disappeared. As his power gradually disappeared, he lay on the ground motionless, his life hanging by a thread. Thea hurriedly made her way over to him and helped him up. James said, “I-I’m fine… Just let me rest for a while.” As he lay on the ground, he catalyzed Demonic Energy and accelerated his rejuvenation speed.

I said, narrowing my eyes at him. He nodded his head, "Indeed. Definitely a far better outcome than we ever could have hoped for," he admitted. "Our lucky day," I muttered out sarcastically. "I don't think it's luck. I think it's the Goddess' way of ensuring the prophecy comes to pass. Her way of telling us we're on the right path," he said, his voice indicating that we were done speaking of it. I fell silent, adopting the look of demure, tame little prisoner, like my father had instructed. Faces passed in a blur as two sets of eyes, one silver and one green danced in my vision.

She was rewriting them. It tore them. The ground trembled. Not violently — but with warning. Like a heart skipping a beat before arrest. "We need to move," Aphrodite said. "Where?" Aphrodite tilted her head toward a distant shape — just barely visible through the mist. A structure. Twisted. Crooked. Like a cathedral dragged through dreams and nightmares both. "Toward the distortion," she said. "If there's any exit point, it'll be there." Vaethea groaned, getting to her feet.

Ashton even found himself somewhat surprised by the speed of this breakthrough. "I actually ascended to the peak divine realm…" Ashton murmured. He then broke into a wild, arrogant laugh as a tremor ran through his vital organs. He narrowed his eyes with intense focus as black flames erupted all around him, officially launching his breakthrough into the peak divine realm. In that instant, wisps of pitch-black energy coiled around Ashton’s body like a tempest. The crushing weight and pressure of the peak divine realm erupted violently, causing the surrounding space to rapidly warp until the entire world seemed to revolve around him.

Hoping it was over, we watched his body regenerate, and he began to laugh. "This is not a human body, fools. It does not function the same. Only a god can eliminate a god's body." He said, laughing and what needed to be done dawned on me. One of us had to ascend and be a god to win. The only person that was close enough to ascend was me because Alex and Sam were on Pilgrimage. They would have to live and die naturally before they ascend. William and Abel were gods by proxy and will remain grounded. It was time to fight Apophis as a god and not a mortal. "I have to ascend." I linked Abel, and he looked at me sadly.

“They just paged everyone who has arrived in the past two minutes to A-1.” Reaching the conference room, we’re there with eight other healers. Eight. That’s it? One of the Ascended glides into the room. I think this one is Jennivah, but I can’t be sure until she slides back the hood of her robe. Yup. And… shit. Jennivah? One of the heads of the Ascended? This can’t be good. “Good evening, healers. And welcome.” “May the Goddess bless our work and those we touch.” The murmured response from all of us was clear and automatic.

“May the sun warm you and the moon always guide you home.” As soon as the door closes behind them, I glare at my father, my temper flaring. "What aren't you telling me, Father. What does she mean by ascension?"

, Elias said, slowly guiding me. Following what has mastered in the past few days, I found my breathing pattern in no time, keeping my head clear to avoid missing a beat. “Good. Keep it up”, Elias' voice rang in my ears. “Now recite one of the spells you've always wanted to try”. Flipping through the pages of the spell books I'd ever read using my mind, I finally settled on ‘ascencion’, as it had looked amusing the first time I ever witnessed it. My lips began to move, reciting the spell while I stretched my imagination, creating a picture of myself floating off the ground.

The one that has experienced death, rebirth, and memory restoration. Ethan's blood ran cold. Me. Evelyn nodded. Yes, Ethan. You are the final key. The video suddenly changed. A countdown appeared. PROJECT ASCENSION: 23:59:41 Jason looked at Ethan. That's less than twenty-four hours. Evelyn's voice returned. When the countdown reaches zero, every consciousness connected to the Ascension network will be transferred. Ethan stared at the screen. Transferred where? The answer appeared in large letters. THE NEW WORLD.