Novel & Cerita Origins

“I’ll start from the beginning then and please believe me I never wanted to hide this from any of you It’s just that I did not know what to say and most importantly I was just scared of being judged. You all are the most important people in my life disappointing you was never something I wanted to do. I wanted you to all be proud of me and I didn’t think by telling you the truth at that time you’d regard me as how you used to before that’s why I decided not to tell you the truth sooner.” I started from the very beginning while reminiscing in the memories. “When we left for school four years ago, we didn’t go directly to Italy we went clubbing in New York. It was just our own way of having fu

Sadly, Marcus thought differently. She sighed at the memory that should never have been. She was born an original. Originals fed on the blood of animals and birds and certain grain by-products and plant life. They were never intended to feed on humans. It was her foolish recklessness during her early centuries of life that got her caught up in a bet amongst a few of her wild hearted friends to see who dared taste human blood. It was the fact that it was forbidden that made the challenge all the more thrilling.

“Looks like we’re going to survive this place together.” “I’d like that,” I said “Quiet in the back,” Professor Selina warned. We both immediately straightened ourselves. “Open your academy tablets. Today’s topic is — The Origin of Wolves and Their Evolution.” Professor Selina explained that wolves were believed to have originated from the Moon Goddess, who blessed chosen bloodlines with spiritual beasts known as inner wolves. She taught that a wolf’s awakening depended on bloodline, destiny, emotional strength, and hidden potential — not merely age. She also explained why some wolves awakened later than others, though such cases were extremely rare. I listened carefully, fascinated by every

But there. "The Origin," I whisper. "What are you?" My mother finds me there. "Seraphina, you have not slept in days." "I cannot sleep. There is something calling me. Something I do not understand." She studies my face, her silver eyes dark with worry. "The Origin is not a place. It is not a being. It is the source. The beginning. The first spark from which everything else was born." "The first spark of what?" "Of us. Of the wolves. Of the moon. Of everything." She takes my hands. "The Origin is where we came from. The moment when the first wolf opened their eyes and saw the silver light."

Her enthusiasm was rewarded by the gods, and the door she had longed for appeared before her eyes after going through an extremely arduous journey, hanging herlife countless times before death scythe. This mountain range is home to all the powerful gods worshiped by all mankind. The entire large area was covered with the mist of the god that Lizzie was serving. From the time when heaven and earth had not yet formed, a book called The Origins appeared. It used its magic to mold the two beings, Rherus and Rhodri. As soon as they opened their eyes, the book had absorbed almost all of its essence. In this way, they built land and life, creating the first humans. T

Kate adopts an exhausted, scoffing intonation in the last bit. “You mean…” Nathan says uncertainly, “‘jjajeungna’?” “Yeah, yeah. That’s what I meant. I feel so jajingna because I still don’t have an origin on my Double Vision board.” “Origin” refers to the past part of the Double Vision; the big questions that they need to sort out like "Why am I here" and "Where did I come from" before they can get a real shot at figuring out their destination. But if you ask the campers, origin means “origin story”, like Bruce Wayne’s parents getting murdered in a dark alley or Peter Parker getting bitten by a radioactive spider. The only thing different is, instead of turning out as superheroes, they’re a

The "Spark of the Designer" felt like a responsibility rather than power. It sat in Kael's chest like a warm, golden compass, pulsing in a rhythm that bypassed his heartbeat and synced directly with the rotation of the galaxy. The coordinates it whispered-The Origin-Well-were more than just a location in space; they marked the literal "Zero-Point" where existence began.

"I hope that you're not seriously considering that I've somehow become one." "Not exactly," Gabriel said. He went around the desk to his chair where he grabbed a dusty old tome off of his bookshelf. He swept some other books and papers off to the side to place the tome down. "And do you know how the Vampires originated?" James scoffed. "Not even the Vampires know how they were created for certain. I've heard stories ranging from Judas Iscariot rising from the dead the night after he hung himself, to the Descendants of Cain theory, to the Children of Longinus theory, and another one going all the back to Cain and..." his voice trailed off. "Cain and Lilith being the progenitors," he whispered

“Gaius, right?” “What?” She blinks in surprise. “The name of your founder was Gaius, correct?” “How did you know that?” She slowly asks, taking a step back. “Because the origins of your people and mine are directly linked, only you got fed the bullshit story. Your origins aren’t of a man seeking truth and justice and wishing to save the world. Everything you are and stand for was built by a power-hungry sadist who was bitter and wanted revenge,” I say in outrage.