Rise To Ruins Wiki Novels & Stories

“But a vow made in ruin? That endures.” Together they began the walk back through the sleeping city. The night smelled of stone dust and the faint sweetness of newly sprouting weeds, life daring to reclaim broken ground. Zara glanced back once at the moonlit dais. For the first time since the war, the ruins looked less like scars and more like a beginning. Maxim followed her gaze, his expression thoughtful. “This place will rise again,” he said. “It already has,” she replied. “In us.” They moved on, their joined shadows stretching long across the fractured street, two figures carrying the quiet power of a promise that no crown could grant and no beast could break.

Serena said, her voice cutting through the hum of the tires. Haris turned to her, his expression unreadable in the dim light of the cabin. “I’m thinking about the scale, Serena. What’s in that book... it’s not just leverage. It’s a nuclear option. If we release this through the wrong channels, we won't just be sued. We will be erased.” “Citra knew that,” Serena whispered. “That’s why she didn't use it. She was waiting for someone who had enough of a platform to survive the backlash.”

Together, they gave me everything I’d need for the battles ahead — even the ones I didn’t know were coming. Before the storm, I was surrounded by love — fierce, imperfect, enduring love. Those roots, those people, those lessons — they became the reason I survived everything that came next.

Silver flames burned along the walls without heat, casting eerie light across hundreds of kneeling figures below. Hollows. Thousands of them. Their heads bowed in absolute silence. And at the center of it all. me. No. Her. The first Queen of Ruin sat upon a throne of obsidian, draped in dark armor lined with glowing cracks. A silver crown rested upon her head like it belonged there. Like it had never belonged anywhere else. Her face slowly lifted. And I was staring at myself. Same eyes. Same face. Only colder. Older. Broken in ways I couldn’t understand.

“I’m heading to bed. Don’t stay up too late watching trash TV, alright?” “No promises.” Crystal responds, shooing me away. “You know that’s my favorite type since you’re so boring.” Rolling my eyes, I don’t bother responding before I head to my room and collapse on my bed so that I can finally let the weight of reality slam into me. “Shit,” I hiss, realizing what I was running headfirst into. “There really are monsters living amongst us and pretending to be humans.”

It became the desperate need to prove a point. I and Ghost were desperate to prove a point to one another so much that we were willing to burn the world to the ground. Winning was my endgame. Ghost was after all a common messenger and I was the head of La famiglia. The Rodriguez famiglia. A name not to be toyed with. I couldn’t lose. But I fought that battle, spilled so much blood until I became blood sickened. Of course my inability to take a life by my own hands had set me back. My reputation was ruined and once again, it was proven that all I was was just a pretty face and a sharp mind.

The Emperor’s voice spread from the Celestial Abode, “It’s up to you. This is the Desolateness Ruins after all. The Ruins isn’t a planet, it’s this night sky. The reason you are here is to cultivate. Going anywhere else doesn’t change that.” “Indeed.” James nodded as he looked at his surroundings, an abandoned world after an attack. This world had been sliced into two halves. One half dissipated as time went by, while the other floated in the night sky. He was surprised to find out that the slice was executed very neatly. In the Primeval Age, this must have been a busy place. However, as the world ascended its ranks and space became more and more stable, it became very hard to destroy space.

Even Kael, who normally found reasons to complain about almost everything, remained unusually quiet. The silence itself seemed oppressive. Every member of the expedition felt it. Every instinct warned them that they were approaching something dangerous. Something awake. Or nearly awake. Late that evening, they reached the first ruins. Unlike the settlements and structures they had encountered elsewhere, these ruins predated every known civilization currently recorded in history. Massive stone pillars rose from the wasteland, many standing hundreds of feet tall despite obvious damage. Strange symbols covered their surfaces. Some glowed faintly beneath the approaching darkness. Orion immediate

“It’s human. It’s designed to breathe. If you make it any tighter, the people inside will feel like they’re being buried alive.” Arthur let out a soft, mocking laugh. “Human. How quaint. Architecture isn't about being human, boy. It’s about being god-like. It’s about imposing order on the chaos. But I suppose a Rossi wouldn’t understand order. Your father’s firm was a shambles, wasn't it? Bankruptcies, legal disputes... a legacy of failure.” Ethan’s fork hit his plate with a sharp clang. “Father, leave his family out of this.” Arthur ignored him, his eyes locked on Liam. “And now, you’ve managed to latch yourself onto Ethan. A clever move. Using the Vance name to sanitize your own. Tell me,