Lords Of Uncreation Novels & Stories

As for the ascendents, Nov scoffed internally, wondering how was he convinced in the first place to give up a small portion of his share of the creation energy just to turn those useless dogs into immortal mortals, each was given thousands of years to live, endless pleasurable treats, eternal youth and the power of a hundred men, their only job was to watch over the shores and prevent anyone from coming near the castle, a job they failed at miserably on the first actual working day. "They can't survive the karmic barrier, soon the forest would attack them back the way they attacked it, You know How Historia was with these little things, so creative ..." Lin nodded her head at his words, the

"Ang mga Founders... hindi sila ang pinaka-matanda. May mga nauna sa kanila. At ang mga naunang 'yun... gutom na sila." ​Sa kanyang paningin, nakita ni Liam ang isang imahe: Isang itim na araw na lumalamon sa mga bituin. Isang sibilisasyong tinatawag na "The Precursors"—ang mga nilalang na lumikha sa mga Founders bilang kanilang mga alipin, at ang mga Founders ay tumakas dala ang pinaka-mahalagang source code ng uniberso: Ang DNA nina Xander at Aria. ​ANG PAGBISITA SA BATANES

The Eater looked away. Unable to face the memory. Aurora laughed. The Eater smiled. Together they explored creation. Together they watched worlds grow. Together they witnessed life emerge. For a brief moment— Everything was beautiful. Then came the problem. Creation kept expanding. Possibilities multiplied endlessly. Timelines divided infinitely. Reality became unstable. Aurora's power was running wild. And if nothing changed— Creation would collapse beneath infinite possibilities. The Witness's eye narrowed. "A choice became necessary." The River darkened.

Run! The children scattered. Selene's universe began trembling. The older Lyra screamed: She's waking everything! What? Every creature that ever existed. Every monster. Every failed creation. Every forgotten god. They're coming. The sky filled with thousands of creatures. Some had wings. Some had horns. Some had dozens of eyes. Others had no bodies at all. The Mother Before Creation smiled. I created them before I created your universe. Lyra stared at the army. Why? To destroy anything that refuses to obey.

Ekreth folded his arms. “The last time the world nearly collapsed, the oldest powers gathered.” “The gods?” Vaeleth asked. “The gods. Spirits. Forces of Creation. Things that no longer exist.” His gaze drifted toward the ancient symbol. “They created something new.” The room had gone completely silent. “What?” Lyra asked. Ekreth looked directly at her. “Us.” Nyxar frowned. “You’re saying dragons were created?” “No.” Maeraxa answered this time. “We were... changed.” Her voice carried centuries of memory. “As were the first wolves.”

"He isn't a weapon of annihilation..." Lorenzo forced himself to his feet, stepping beside Lorrie and wrapping a protective arm around her waist. "Then what is he?" "He is the Creator," the First King rasped, his voice trembling. "He is born to erase the old world—the Gate, the Guardians, the Mafia—and build a new order from their ashes." Suddenly, a strange, resonant silence fell over the chamber. Every mafia soldier standing in the room—men loyal to Massimo, men loyal to the cartels, mercenaries from every corner of the world—dropped to their knees in unison. They did not bow to Lorenzo. They did not bow to the First King.

Alicia is lying on the ground by her back. Her whole body is numb. Her eyes are open wide towards the sky. White thunder goes from one end to another piercing the dark clouds. Her mind is filled with memories from her childhood. A young girl's face is turned towards the thunderous sky. "GO HOME," shouts a man with a dark brown face covered in dark black beards. He's sitting on his cart behind two bullocks. A wooden cave is over him, spreading over three feet behind him.

The scroll in Austin's hands had moved, the ink rearranging itself into new words that had not been there moments before. 'The current cycle shows unprecedented instability. The revenant designated Lumira Duskbane demonstrates resistance to erasure. Recommend immediate termination of narrative thread. Signed, the Creator God.' The parchment crumbled in Austin's fingers, turning to dust that joined the bone fragment ash already coating my skin. "The Creator God knows where we are," I said. Riven's sword cleared its sheath with a sound like a held breath being released. "Then we move."

Now, hearing that the same man who took their father from them had also taken the woman they considered a second mother, each of them had raved mad with rage. Hours later, everyone had had enough of crying and had begun putting ideas into place. “Did you rebuild your father’s organization?” I asked. Izzy hummed. “I didn’t rebuild my father’s organization, I built mine.” My interest piqued. “Really?” She nodded. “We are Abyss.” My eyes widened. I was casually kissing, hugging, and having a chat with the most deadly assassins in the underworld. Abyss was a crime organization which stood apart from the mafia. They belonged to everyone, and yet, they belonged to no one.

heading mentions my birthmark and so much more. “The Alpha line will bear the mark of a heart for they rule with heart, either blackened by greed and hatred or enlightened and full of peace or love, these Alphas are of an ancient line descended from the goddess of love, yet twisted by a curse. Darkness is always followed by light as a balance. The only way to break the curse is to unite the four lines of the goddess born families, the moon goddess’s line, the warrior goddess’s line, the earth goddess’s line and the love goddess’s line must come together to shatter the blackheart curse,” I read. “The Blake family Alpha will be either very compassionate or lacking any compassion until the fina