Raze Underworld Novels & Stories

What he knows is enough for us to FALL. This Netherworld is not that complicated. You have all freedom and also the choice of how you use that freedom. Sadly, competition was born with it. Everyone wants to reach the top of the ranks to gain other benefits that lie on that number. They will all do what is needed to be done even if they need to paint the floor with blood just to survive this hostile environment. Yeah, we are also aiming for the top, for the sake of controlling everyone under us but we know that is not easy.

Lana stepped away from me, a satisfied smirk on her face as I turned away from her. She stepped on the grass that was supposed to be Logan's funeral site, her little dainty feet stomped the ground and a crack appeared. The crack spread fast as it reached my location in an instant, stopping right next to my feet before the entire floor collapsed. The collapsed floor exposed the secrets hidden deep in the ground. A whole different world lay underground. There were natural ancient graves made from mud and inscriptions of the ancient were everywhere. The negative energy in this crater almost rushed into my brain. I could feel my hands darkening with the speed of light.

"I'm here now. We have to run, Rowan." We stumbled out of the room, the floor beneath us beginning to tilt. The Archive below was exploding, the power of a thousand "Originals" tearing the building apart from the inside. We reached the roof just as the first sun of the real world began to rise. It wasn't a golden wheat field. It was a wasteland of gray concrete and rusted metal, stretching as far as the eye could see. The "Real World" was a graveyard of the civilization the Aethel-Group had replaced.

In response to the power surging around me that felt wrong and suffocating, Noah stirred violently beneath the surface. ‘Something is coming,’ he warned, his voice tense in a way I had never heard before. And then I felt it too. Not from Clara or Antoinette but from below. The ground pulsed, subtle at first and then stronger. The markings on thr ground ignitied, the heptagon blazing with a dark, unnatural light that seemed to distort everything around it. And then, it emerged. At first, it looked like smoke but it wasn’t because smoke didn’t move like that.

A broken holo‑sign crackled above me, throwing flickers of unreadable ads over the faces of half‑rendered undead drones, glitching in and out around the trash bins. Every tile was stolen from somewhere. Everyone wanted us dead. Behind us, where we’d just been, a section of castle floor tilted and dropped, its edge crumbling away into a yawning void that held flashes of every arena at once: rotating blades, ink rivers, spike pits, the red streets swallowing themselves. “Don’t look down,” Jax panted, landing light on a sliver of carnival board next to me. “It’s just existential horror. Nothing new.” “Eyes forward,” Selene snapped.

He surged forward, his gnarled hands clasping me on either side of my face. “Make way, he needs immediate medical attention” he barked at the young Nephilim. His old face was lined with worry and I felt weak in the knees as the weight of my exhaustion pressed on me. Before I could lose my footing the dark haired Nephilim was on my other side, hoisting me up. “You look just like him you know” I muttered, my eyes tracking over his face. He cracked a wan smile. “I’m Raziel, one of the youngest” he said softly, his voice hardly above a whisper.

“Witness the end of balance. Witness the birth of something eternal.” The ground beneath me rose, lifting me high above the chasm as pillars of black stone erupted upward, forming a throne forged from the bones of the world itself. I sat upon it. King of ruin. King of what comes after. Far away, I felt Aria scream. I felt Kaelen’s rage explode outward, his power surging violently in response, clashing uselessly against the tide. Too late. Even if they stopped me now, the damage was done. The underworld was open.

I get there and see Hayden's on the counter passed out drunk. Today is Dylan's off day so i can't ask him to help me.Just my luck Dang it.How am i going to get this hunk of a man on my motorbike?. Since clearly i need help so i called Kayla back. "Kay,i'm with Hayden.Can you call Jack and come to the underground.You can't come alone alright." "Okay wait a second,we'll be there in 10 minutes"She said with some clacking noises in the background. After ten minutes with a drunk Hayden who's passed out and might i add,is on my arm.Does he not know how heavy he is.My arm feels like it's about to fall off.

the underground team will be at high risk of running into demons underground it could hinder their mission if they get trapped, I can direct them through the system safely from here Kyra offered your monitoring system here is really amazing I can see everything in the city including the underground tunnel network You're a genius Raphael said smiling patting her on the back I am kinda worried cause this is sewer water its generally filthy already Kyra said That's exactly why it's a perfect plan Raphael said water filthy or not is still water that can be blessed and utilized they won't be expecting it we can take the humans filthy water to get rid of the filth invading their city All right guy

"You know very well that you can never defeat Riven. He will kill you, and kidnapping me only makes everything worse for you" Instead of answering her, Zeke began to laugh. His shoulders shook with his laughter and he seemed like he had been possessed with an evil spirit. Wiping tears of mirth away from his eyes, he gave Layla a pitiful look. "You naive fool",he said. "I don't have to battle with Riven to destroy him. You're going to help me with that" "I'll rather die",Layla snapped. An amused chuckle escaped Zeke. "Of course you're going to die. And your blood will free the rulers of the underworld. Oh, I see you know about them",he said when he noticed the terrified expression on Layla's