Prophecy Of The Resurrection の小説・ストーリー

“Karani was well loved in this community. She had a wonderful heart and a warm smile for everybody. Her charity programs fed the homeless and her shelters gave them safety from the streets. Karani was such a special person, and her loss is greatly felt by all who knew her. I would like to read to you from John 11 verse 25 and 26. “I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he dies, yet shall he live, and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die.” There was silence in the church and in my mind, I couldn’t understand what he was saying. “God wants us to live forever, we must find peace in His word. Trust and believe in Him. Let God comfort you and guide you

The further my little mate went, the more my insides felt like they were being burned by volcanic fire erupting from my jealous and saddened heart. Only the first born males in my family knew that there happened to be another part to the prophecy. It would end with me. My family thought Ginny denying my grandfather as her mate would result in the end of the werewolf species, but Ginny apparently prayed to the Moon Goddess herself, begging her to give him a second chance mate. A mate that was a werewolf. I don't know the whole story, but I know that the Moon Goddess spared us and Ginny, a human woman, had been the one to protect us.

Stella simply answered. "But you lied to your father," Lynn said. "It's just a little white lie it won't kill him" Stella shrugged. Her eyes then looked at mine and found myself lost in them. "Okay, I'm done with the chit-chat, werewolves are real" Eva simply said. "Werewolves are not real," Scott said in a correction voice. "What if we can prove it," Lucien said standing up from his chair looking at both Scott and Stella. "Okay," She said unsure of what to say.

the priest said. Then Luna dropped to the ground. The servants and priests rushed to her but she was unconscious. Then a voice echoed from the sky. "The rebirth of the world is near When the serpent devour the moon The Sun will rise from the rubble The land will meet its doom." A prophecy has been given by Mayari. All the people went down to their knees, scared of receiving punishment if they didn't. Praises for the moon goddess can be heard from everyone until the light of the moon disappears.

"A lot of cities were found with bloods on the floor both from our people and also from The Werewolf, if this continues the world will come to an end. "So do you think my destiny is to save the world that is already ending You might not know but the night I awakened I saw the man that caused this whole Prophecy issues which is the reason forbthe blood Hatred. I told him for making those important to me die, When the world needs my helps because of the so called fate. "I WILL NEVER MOVE"

Funny thing about prophecies was this – once told, they took on the life energy of their own. Prophecies in our realm were dangerous. Regardless of whether positive or negative, they fight hard to realize themselves – or what we call to become. A fulfilled prophecy created the end of that energetic circle, and it regenerated into pure energy. Depending on the prophecy itself, it could choose how to manifest after its fulfillment. Some chose to come back as prophecies, some chose life in a different form – usually plants and herbs or flowers. Regardless, they were driven by almost a survival instinct to be complete - to become.

Buried. I opened the journal to the first page, the words written in her familiar hand. But they were different now. They weren’t just words. They were a path, leading me down a road I wasn’t sure I was ready to walk. “This is how it begins,” I read aloud, my voice barely above a whisper. “The prophecy is not an end. It is a beginning. The one who carries it must decide—her fate, and the fate of the world. A choice must be made.”

“But with the return of evil also comes the arrival of characters in the prophecy that will defeat the enemy who have come forth from the dead. Written in this scroll is the interpretation of the Prophecy.” The seer began to read the interpretation of the prophecy out loud. Every words bringing a bad omen but at the same time hope. *“All night by the white stars’ frosty gleams Descent of thy Goddess appear in thy lofty dreams”* “In this line we believe it refers to the coming of the first wizling that will stop the return of the evil, the appearance of a goddess descent. In the day that the night sky is filled with twinkling stars he/she will appear.”

It, the prophecy spoke of things to occur in a given part of the book and not all. "And by the unknown reencounting act of one, And by the visit of time, Purgatory may fall by the hand of the Being Of Secrecy, For the prophecy to prevail. Hells' rules will falter, The skies will dampen, And the demon before demons may rise, All left to encounter shall be nothing to reveal, And all left to encounter shall be told by TIME!" "The unknown reencounting act of one." The unknown reencounting act of one is referred to as Pete's survival from death and his luck to meet the Moments. This was the reencounting act of one, and the one is referred to as Pete.

Her fingers flexed, and tiny arcs of energy jumped between them. “I feel… awake.” “You died, Lyra,” Kael said softly. “You stopped breathing.” “And something brought me back,” she replied, her voice distant. “Or… someone.” They all turned toward the edge of the clearing where the Warden now stood. His robes were torn, his face pale, but his eyes burned with unholy certainty. “The prophecy is not just about blood,” he said. “It’s about transformation. The curse needed death to be broken—but not final death. It needed the death of identity. Of belief.”