Rise To Ruins Wiki Novels & Stories

“Then maybe this isn’t the end.” “It isn’t,” he said, eyes half-closed. “It’s just the part where we stop surviving and start living.” Weeks passed. The scandal reshaped everything. The Vale Corporation was dismantled, its assets frozen, its name whispered like a curse. But the world didn’t end. People adapted. Moved on. The city rebuilt itself, as cities always do. Justina opened a small foundation Ashes Rising dedicated to helping fire victims and whistleblowers. It became her way of transforming ruin into purpose.

She must have looked up, searching for help that never came. And now she’s just an offering. My jaw tightens, something dark and violent rising in my chest, clawing at my ribs like it wants out. And for what? “Drinking the blood and getting cleansed with it, you’re ready to become a master. You’ll become untouchable and get protected by the brotherhood. Not even the president of this country will ever cross you. In fact, they'll all be under you and your business and interests in general will all be protected as well.” The one standing by the altar says as he lifts the jar.

I will watch her rip them apart, slow and deliberate, and I’ll enjoy every second of it. By the time the sun sets again, there’ll be nothing left of them but their screams echoing through the ruins. This is Shadowcrest. You don’t attack what’s ours and survive the night.

That sentence feels like spit in my face. “Thank you, Monica. If anything comes up, I’ll definitely contact you, okay?” I conclude. “Alright, don’t push yourself too hard, okay? Let me know if you need anything. Love you, babe!” I end the call without returning her declaration of love. The urge to throw up comes back again. Monica and Paul are truly working together to drive me insane. They want me to feel “mentally unstable.” If something happens to me later, people will assume it is an accident or a suicide caused by depression.

Jason followed him and glanced back once with an apologetic smile while the cold girl named Alyssa stared at Noah for a bit before taking her leave too. Noah, on the other hand, frowned. He didn't know what the man was talking about. To his knowledge, Ruins were sort of like inheritance grounds where a high level Battlesoul master once lived while they were alive. The things found could be weapons, Elixirs, resources or battle techniques. He didn't think that his three-day absence would cost him some valuable intel.

Only, as soon as he stepped through the threshold of the gates of the city, Chu Xun's gait no longer looked casual or serene. Swoosh! With a kick of his heel, he leaped again and again with such speeds that he looked like a blurry mirage, ranging at several hundred meters at every bound. The mountain of the ancient ruins. It had no name; for it came into being only during the anomalies ravaging the Earth, and due to the ancient ruins that sat on its crest, many began to call it the Mount of the Ancient Ruins. And by now, droves of warriors coming to witness the battle swarmed up the slopes of the Mount.

A foreign soul in a villain's body, with a Class that had existed three times in history and failed three times, heading toward a collapsed region to attempt building something from ruins while Imperial pursuit forces potentially closed the distance behind them. The novel had never described this sequence of events. He was fully in unmapped territory now. "Move out," he said. They left the camp's edge at a fast walk, heading west toward collapsed Ashfen proper. The grey soil stretched ahead of them, dead and flat, marked occasionally by structures that had been abandoned when the region failed. Kael walked and thought about the Class description still present in his awareness. Inheritor of R

The dawn broke like a pale promise, casting weak light over the shattered landscape that stretched before them. The Ruins of Eldara, a sprawling city once the heart of an ancient kingdom, lay hidden beneath layers of ash and forgotten memories. Its towering spires and crumbled walls, swallowed by time and neglect, rose like ghostly sentinels, watching over the land like silent witnesses.

“They are framing you.” A cold realization settled over me. If Ruin appeared to be coordinating with the Bratva, every ally would turn against him. The docks would not be a negotiation, they would be an execution. I looked at Ruin. “They are not only targeting me,” I said slowly. “They are dismantling you.” Ruin’s eyes darkened into something terrifyingly focused.“Then tomorrow,” he said quietly, “we do not just survive.” He looked between my father and Axel.“We expose them.”

And all I could think was if she was lying, we were already lost. Naomi raised her hands slowly, tears running down her face. “If you pull that trigger, Ethan… you’ll kill the only person still standing between you and Adrian’s empire.” “I built this empire with blood on my hands. And I’ll burn it to ash before I let rebels sell it off.”