Rise Of The Nephilim の小説・ストーリー

Kyra responded her voice ringing across the arena with authority Nephilim has a very specific classification they are the children born of fallen angels and man they are abominations half-demons half-human evil corrupted beings, monsters who prey on innocent human beings we learn this at the academy But my father is LORD MICHAEL Kyra announced as she lifted her sword pointing it at the sigil on her backplate over her shoulder There was a collective gasp around the arena and then everyone's voices questioning the truth of what she just said he died for this host Kyra continued ignoring the voices that now fell into a hush everyone was hung on her every word including Gabriel, everyone was on

A cold layer of sweat drenched his back as he remembered Fengxi's tale about the beginnings of the Annihilation Times. According to the legends, the mortals were tired of the ruthlessness of the Natural Law that the first great demon who had reached the levels of the Supreme Realm, the Heaven Exterminator, had led the first rebellion against the forces of Heaven. The invasion turned out to be a massive failure and the soul of the Heaven Exterminator was utterly destroyed. He was henceforth known as the First Apostate of Heaven.

I chuckled when I looked at Jane who was white as a sheet “I can keep her locked away in a semi lucid state. I will make sure she gets the right nutrients by drip, once the baby is born you can come and take it away. I can even keep her a bit longer so she can produce milk for the baby if you like” “Phil what are you talking about?” Jane looked at me in panic. “Oh, my not to sweet Jane, I am not the guy you thought I was and now you tried to fuck me over. For that you will be punished, you see I like to punish my prey” I blocked the doorway and turned to the guy “Do we have a deal?” “What do you get out of it?”

He doesn't know how it will happen but he could perceive the end. Lucifer and Lilith turned their backs at them and like they walked into nothingness, they vanished from sight infinitesimally. Cain was well aware Clancy knew what he was doing, he couldn't take his eyes off what he just created, an abomination he has been avoiding. Every creatures in the hidden world created or born from separate genetic variations are referred to as abominations but Clancy is the total amount of the title. He's the main abomination that created the title itself.

Few days ago, a few people had gone missing and the culprit had made sure to pick the right set of people; Orphans, people living alone and mentally deranged people that moved around without supervision. Zeus had commanded his men to abduct three different sets of people as the witch had instructed. He had no idea what she needed it for but if it was going to make him take his rightful place in Antarti, he was ready to sacrifice the whole humans.

my brother whispered, his voice tight with worry, "Lisa just had her kidney removed... are we really going to release the soulbloom spores during the next full moon?" Soulbloom. That’s what they called the vision-sharing herbs. Tiny, silver-dusted flowers that only bloomed under the full moon and released spores capable of connecting minds. For one night, whoever inhaled them could see another's memories—feel what they felt, live what they lived. There was a long silence. Then my mother's voice, choked with fake sorrow: "We have to. Lisa was supposed to mate with Alpha Kain. Her reputation has to be destroyed—only then will he accept Xina."

I said flatly. Zane chuckled. “To think our fathers told stories about his father’s betrayal.” I gave a short laugh. Zion was the son of Hawking, the man my father had trusted, and later killed for that same betrayal. Now his son begged to form bonds with me. “He must fear you’ll come for him one day,” Zane added. “I have no interest in conquering weak packs beneath me,” I said, standing up. He nodded, shifting uneasily. “Anything else?” I asked.

“The monks here practiced dual rites—Light and Balance, both. They believed one couldn’t exist without the other.” Seraphina stepped closer, tracing the carvings on the altar’s edge. Faded symbols spiraled across the stone, half-buried under soot. Her fingers brushed them, and for a moment, the pattern beneath glowed faintly. Elias blinked. “It responds to you.” She nodded. “It remembers.” Lucien leaned against a cracked column. “Then maybe it can tell us why the Church fears you so much.” Elias picked up a fragment of parchment. “They fear what they can’t control. Equinox’s followers weren’t rebels. They were philosophers. They believed in balance through truth, not obedience.”

— Speak plainly: why this girl? — Orders. — He doesn’t stutter. — I need to take her back. — “Back” to where? — I can’t say. I hold his gaze until I feel the first crack. — Who sent you? The corner of his mouth moves a millimeter. He fills his lungs and looks deep into my eyes. — You have no idea what you’re holding. She isn’t a trophy. She’s an anomaly, the greater sin. Balance depends on where she stays. I lift an eyebrow, mocking, but that line triggers an alarm inside me. Nephilim have always been the greater sin — worse even than the fall of our parents. What could make this woman an even bigger problem than us?

“Michael said most humans aren’t able to carry a…a…Nephilim to term and they end up dying, both baby and mother. Because my mother was a witch, she was able to handle being pregnant with me but didn’t survive the birth.” Silence falls over us again as we all let this sink in. “How did you end up with the Martins?” Kristy asks a moment later. “Michael told me it was my mother’s idea to hide me in plain sight if she were to die. Nephilim are the result of a forbidden relationship and demons would do anything to get their hands on a half-angel baby so they can taint them with evil and use their powers for their own good. By putting me with a nonmagical family, no one suspected anything, not eve