Library Of Heaven's Path Wiki Novels & Stories

said Doom as we headed to the Herald Library. "Yeah, I would agree. Life here in the Ville is harmless and secure," "Well, living in Reaper's Lair is not bad either. It's just that the lair is designed for Reapers only, hence its dark façade." "I know right, I really abhor that place." "But it actually looks the same with your Ville—from my perspective, of course." "I wouldn't mind. I am fine here." We arrived at the Herald Library, the second largest in the whole Heavenly Realm after Superior Hall. We have a massive library because we also keep a record and archived files. Also, our library was one of a kind.

At the far end, a great door loomed, pulsating with golden energy. “To reach the end of this path, you must face the truths hidden within yourselves,” the Architect said. “If you waver, if you falter, the path will break you.” Rael tensed. “And if we succeed?” The Architect’s mask tilted slightly. “Then the Final Seal will be within your grasp.” Silence fell over them. Elior took a steadying breath. “Then we move forward.” The moment they stepped onto the path, the world around them shifted again. The corridor twisted, stretching into infinity. The monoliths of light flickered, and suddenly, the path split apart, fragmenting into separate roads.

*** The next few months were spent familiarizing with the world and the Norton Family. This world, Maest, functioned on two phenomena that definitely did not exist, or most probably was never discovered, in his past world. These two phenomena were called Essence and Battlesouls, they were sources, one of energy and one of the soul, respectively. These two things were interlinked with each other and guided their planet's Path of the Universe.

Among the six paths, Ding Hao had learned about the locations of the Hell Path, the Hungry Ghost Path, and the Asura Path, but he didn't know where the Heaven Path, the Beast Path, and the Human Path were. According to his previous speculation, among the three good paths, the Land of Divine Grace was very likely to be the Heaven Path, and the Land of Infinity was the Human Path. But now, it seemed that his speculation was not entirely right.

Her eyes never fluttered away from the dark forest. She wanted to know more, she wanted to explore, see, and touch the black soil which held secrets. But she could not. They say the devil himself resides within the dense never-ending woods of that forest. Men and Women were sacrificed for their evil deeds to the god of death over the board. Stripped of their humanity and taken to hell by the evil. She felt her body shiver, the sacrifice of a villager she once saw while young. She could not imagine the pain of the people.

We reach the end of the hall. Samael utters a word in demonic speech and the great mahogany doors before us open. He enters the spacious personal library that fronts his quarters. Great windows peer out onto the moonlit courtyard that is surrounded by his rooms. The shelves rise dozens of stories into the air, built for winged beings, with narrow decks at each level that run the length of the library. Samael was thoughtful enough to install stairs for my use, seeing as I lack the necessary anatomy to fly between shelves. The library is one of the few treasures I now have, filled with books that span the ages and worlds. Classic human novels and new books line the bottom shelves, within easy

With sad puppy eyes and soft reminders like, “You left me for five years, you owe me.” So here we were. In the library. In the farthest, dustiest corner, where the silence was thick and the presence of other humans was a rare phenomenon. The table was cracked slightly in the corner, the air smelled faintly of old pages and carpet cleaner, and the only sound was the occasional soft thud of books being closed somewhere far off. I was just about to crack open the textbook when Nick leaned forward, rested his arms on the table, and said— “So. Explain.”

POV: Lucifer He walked for a while without direction, which was new. In Heaven everything had a direction. Everything had a purpose and a path and a designated endpoint, and deviation was not a concept that had ever really applied to his existence. Here, in the Dreamveil, direction seemed almost beside the point. The landscape shifted as he moved through it, hills rolling up and flattening out, the sky cycling through colors that had no business existing, deep violets bleeding into golds that had a warmth to them that felt almost alive.

Then she spoke: "The Devourer feeds on division. It grows stronger whenever hearts choose hatred over love." Aiden frowned. "So if we defeat it... without healing the world... it will return." The Goddess smiled proudly. "Now you understand. **The Eighth Path is not the path of victory. It is the path of restoration.**" Suddenly, the sky cracked. A loud howl echoed through the meadow, and the Moon Goddess looked upward, her expression changing. "They've found us."

After their talk, Nevea and Zach spend their time searching for a clue by hanging out in the library. First, they read each book that contains demons and fairies. But, all the information they got was far from what they had experienced. When they read the history of demons, it is always related closely to hell and another sort of religion. And about fairies, it was just a story of a bunch of cute little things. What they read was pretty much useless. Not even once they mentioned purity. Kindness was there, but the ridiculous rule about desire was not mentioned.