Novel & Cerita Rise To Ruins Wiki

“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.

"And I don't know who you are, but you're in my way." Morga laughed, a sound like glass breaking. "Your way? Child, you are walking on the path I laid out before your grandmother was a whelp. I am the architect of the Ruin. I am the one who whispered the prophecy to the madmen and the dreamers. And now, the time has come for you to pay your respects." "I don't bow to anyone," Rhea said, her hands sparking with silver energy. "Not to the Alphas, not to the vampires, and certainly not to you."

"The woman who treated me like an asset... I have to save her?" "If she has the code to stop the Ascension," Sarah said, picking up her rifle and checking the magazine, "then we don't just save her. We make her our 'Primary Asset'." ### The March to the Ruins We left the cave at dawn. The world was a different place in the light of the "Actual Real" morning. The air was thick with the dust of the Mothership's fall, and the sun looked like a pale, sickly ghost through the haze.

I leaned against my car, unbothered “what does that have to do with me, I don’t work for you remember?.” “This isn’t the time for games Clarissa.” I laughed softly. “ you think i have time to play games with you, I’m too busy for that Blake, please don’t call me again” i said and ended the call. A few seconds later, the phone rang again, I picked. But this time his voice was lower, almost like he was pleading. “Please this is important Clarissa, the company is on the verge of bankruptcy, I’m loosing everything Clarissa, everything we built, I’m sorry I kicked you out, but I really need your help right now.”

“And even if I did, I wouldn’t give you a single cent. Find someone else to fund your addictions.” Her tone shifts sharply, losing the syrupy sweetness. “You think you’re better than me now? Because you're wearing diamonds someone else paid for? Don’t forget where you came from, mia figlia. Don’t forget who made you.” I close my eyes, leaning back against the dresser. “Trust me, I could never forget.” “Fine.” She huffs, irritated. “But when things fall apart—and they will—you’ll come crawling back. You always do.” I hang up before she can say anything else. I'd die before I went back to her.

I bowed my head. Cries and howls filled the sky. Rain began falling. The skies cried along with my people as we walked into the ‘ruins’. The Ruins had been around for as long as I could remember. My father said this used to be a witch tower but after their extinction it had remained unoccupied. The tower had crumbled. My great great grandfather settled here and ever since then they used this place as a burial area. It was a rocky area, with vines running through it like veins.

“But you tense up every time I mention the past. Why is that, Elena? What are you carrying that makes you look at me like I’m the villain in your story?” “I look at you like that because you are a villain to a lot of people,” I replied, forcing a small laugh. “You don’t exactly have a reputation for being gentle. Tell me, Damien, do you ever regret the deals that destroyed families? Or is it all just collateral damage in your rise to the top?” He didn’t flinch. “I regret not seeing the trap sooner. Someone used me as a scapegoat. The Hart collapse, the others—there was more going on behind the scenes. I’ve been trying to prove it.”

“But, if you don’t want any of that, you have to do just one small thing for me. Stop writing about my son and stay away from him. If you can do that, I won’t bother you and your family. If you don’t, I’ll do more than just kidnapping and issuing threats. When I let you go, you’ll have time to research about me, even talk to the people whose lives and careers I have destroyed because they’re many. It’s why my son entrusted me to this. I have destroyed him before so he knows just what I’m capable of. Doesn’t matter who you are, I’ll ruin you if I have to.”