P1h: The Beginning Of A New World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Just the name alone was enough to tell him that this person was surely the one who had led all living things into fighting the Natural Law. Fengxi nodded and added, "But he failed. It was his attempt that brought about the first Annihilation Times. The so-called Annihilation Times refer to the fury of the Natural Law, resulting in the downfall of all gods and the ruination of all living things. Everything returns to naught. Life will restart only ten thousand years later." Shock hit Xiao Chen hard. The Natural Law was as terrifying as it was ruthless. Could this world be one big wheel of reincarnation? No one could surpass the Natural Law, and any attempt to do so would result in the arrival

Zilant said. No i can, Richard says inwardly but kept a cool face on the outside, he want to know what the alpha is up to. "I heard that you want to our zone to go check on our portal but see that we aren't guilty of anything. I am here to tell you this, the world you believe in is about to break free. We are going to create another world, another view and perspective of this world. The revolution is going to take place soon and you and your other beings who believe in balance will be totally wiped out" Zilant said.

“Who are you?” The man tilted his head. “I am the beginning. And soon… the end.” Then the monolith cracked. And the world began to burn again.

The building pulsed with life and innocence—so unaware of the power stirring inside one of their own. Her aura shimmered faintly to me now. She didn’t even realize it, but the awakening had begun. “She’s awakening,” I whispered, the words carried by the wind to ears that no longer existed in this world. Soon, the others would come. The bond would draw her in like gravity. And once she understood who she was—what she was—there would be no turning back.

"You just declared war on eight billion people." "I just offered them survival. Most will reject it. Most will fight. Most will die. But some will accept. Some will evolve. Some will deserve to live in what comes next." "And us?" "You get to watch. From cages. Comfortable ones. You'll have food. Shelter. Everything you need except freedom. You'll witness the birth of my new world. See your daughter become god. Live with the knowledge that you created this. That your love, your desperation, your forbidden affair—all of it led here. To this moment. To humanity's end and my beginning."

"Elara?" I turned to him. "It’s beginning again." He frowned. "What is?" "The world," I said quietly. "It’s waking up." And in the distance, somewhere deep beneath the healed earth, a faint golden pulse answered—slow, rhythmic, alive. The dawn brightened, but its light carried something new. Not peace. Promise.

Winnie said, her hand finding mine. ​The long winter was not over. The threat of the Clockwork Prophets was just the first echo of a world that had been broken by the Black Star. But as I looked at the Obsidian Tree, I saw a single, new needle growing from a branch. It wasn’t gold, and it wasn’t silver. ​It was a shimmering, diamond-white. ​We had saved the world, but in doing so, we had created something entirely new. And as the sun finally began to peek over the eastern horizon, I realized that the real war, the war to define what this new world would become was only just beginning.

"Was it worth it? Being a god?" A screen flickered nearby. A single line of text appeared, written in the font of the old world: Always. Now, let’s plant some trees. Would you like me to continue with Chapter 31, perhaps focusing on the first day of the New World, or should we jump ahead to see how the "Digital Sun" and the "Void Goddess" rule the wasteland?

"I already rule the earth you stand on. If you want to share in the prosperity of the new world, you will disband your hierarchies. There will be no more Alphas. There will be only the People." It was a bold, dangerous move. For a moment, I thought Silas might shift and lung, but he looked back at his own pack—at the tired, hungry faces of his people—and then at the lush, vibrant gardens of the Ravine behind me. He dropped to one knee. Slowly, the other Alphas followed. One by one, the old world knelt before the new.

-END OF CHAPTER NINE- A shadowy figure watches from the horizon: “The Guardian thinks she’s won… but the real war begins tomorrow.”