Owari No Seraph Of The End Novels & Stories

My wolf and I can't take it. ‘He might realise once this is done Quoi.’ My wolf Seraphina says with a whimper. ‘He won't. There is nothing to realise. I can't live in that space anymore Phia. I just can't. He doesn’t even say my actual name for Goddess sakes. I mean nothing to him. Never have. Never will. With all this going on, its opening too many wounds. Let's just get some space for a little.’ I beg her. I am too old for this drama.

Around her, the celestial thrones of the five Seraphims stood tall, as if the echoes of betrayal were but a farce. Each throne was a reflection of its master’s essence, forged from the first lights of creation — now dimmed beneath Luna’s cold dominion. On the right of Luna’s dais sat Sariel, the Seraph of Discipline and Secrets. His throne was carved from obsidian glass veined with silver light, the glow of distant constellations flickering faintly across his armor like the trapped breath of the cosmos. His gaze was sharp and detached. The eyes of one who had seen too much and judged too little. The lunar brilliance traced the severe planes of his face, his folded wings like midnight forged

Ronan’s violet eyes snapped to Seraphina, his heart skipping a beat as he saw her being consumed by Ryker’s darkness. “SEREAPHINA!!” Roaring, he charged towards her as her golden and white aura flared brightly as she locked eyes with him, completing her words: “Offer myself up to the heavens.” As the words escaped her lips, Ronan’s eyes widened. Offer? Ryker’s darkness, having swallowed Seraphina, exploded instantly. It was drawn upward toward the sky by her divine energy, swirling violently as if the very realm itself was caught in the clash. “NOOOO!!!!” Ryker’s scream shattered the silence, a guttural wail that echoed through the fabric of reality. He tried to fight her power but the more

The once clear blue sky turned a sickening blood-red. Dark clouds roiled, and lightning flashed. "By my blood! By my soul!" Seraphina screamed as her body began to burn from the inside out. "I offer myself as the final key! Lord of the Abyss, I summon you! Descend!" The light from the array grew brighter, and a malevolent energy surged out like a tidal wave. Everyone was thrown to the ground by the force. "Mother was right!" Seraphina's body began to turn translucent. "All werewolves in this world deserve to die!"

Her aura slammed into the battlefield, forcing warriors and Elders alike to their knees. Seraphina’s eyes widened in true fear. “You… you weren’t supposed to return from the Abyss.” Ariana’s reply was cold, steady. “I didn’t return.” She lifted the glowing blade. “I ascended.” The ground split with power. The moon turned blood-silver. And the final war began.

He simply walked, and the world seemed to bend around him. By the time he reached the ruins, the temple stood half-collapsed, ancient stones covered in black vines and shadow. Seraph’s essence had taken form again, a tall, flickering figure made of smoke and stolen light. He stood at the center of the broken temple, breathing hard. When he saw Rowan approaching, he laughed. “So the little omega finally decided to play god,” Seraph said. His voice echoed strangely in the open air. “You should have stayed in the palace with your kings. This place will be your grave.”

Chapter 11 Diana (Diana’s POV) I stared at Seraphine lying in the pool of that boy’s blood. White hair strewn around her, tears and plasma marring her gentle features; she looked like a wounded Goddess and I hated her all the more for it. What made me hate her beyond redemption though, was the way Valefar looked at her. I had never seen such an expression on his face. The realm had shaken when Seraphine raised her voice and sparks of light crackled around her. Valefar was scared of Sera, but there was something else in those intense, amethyst eyes of his.

Restore what was lost. You are the future of Aurelian House. You are the future of the dragons. And the ember remembers. I will be with you, always. Seraphine Aurelian

“We both know Seraphine was brought back by Nuel,” “You keep daring me! Go straight to the point!” I growled. It took everything inside me to stop myself from killing him in that instance. Strigha had no care in the world as to what he had to say. “Seraphine started seeing things recently. Armageddon, she called it! And we die. You and sweet Earis alongside me,” he chuckled. “What nonsense!” I snarled. “You can ask your bitch Akira! Earis will destroy the world after the death of a dragon and a newborn! The hunters will bring Carnage unlike any we've ever seen before, and your perfect Luna will lead us to our deaths!”

Drake has hope in his heart. "Yes, alpha," Millie answered. "She just needs to regain her strength by now..." she paused. "Emily’s soul was in the temple of the moon goddess." "How did you know?" "The prophecy tells." She replied. When the war ended, Drake took care of his son while watching Emily and waiting for her to wake up. That day, rouges and hunters were all dead. Blood was scattered around, but his soldiers and his Beta cleaned up the mess. Bury the dead and remember those who gave their lives.