Novel & Cerita Shattered Universe

I asked, hoping for something better, but fearing the worst. "it didn't just burn it." he said, his voice a bit more sharp. "it literally cracked the whole world sideways. The veils between dimensions, realms, spirit and living are all full of fractures now. There aren't so many right now, these fractures. But they are growing." I chewed on my bottom lip as I stared out into the ruined scorched lands as well. The wind whooshed through the blackened trees, and I thought I could hear whispers within them.

He can’t even find a shoulder when he’s shattered, when he’s mourning. “I’m sorry," I said again, fighting back my tears… He frowns harder. “What the hell are you sorry for?” “For not seeing any of this before today.” I point at the bottles, at the frame, at him, but my hand feels slow, like it’s moving through water. “You look like complete shit, Steve. Not the normal tough-guy look you always have when you’re trying to scare people or fuck me. The real broken kind of shit.

BOOOOOOMMMMM “Hahahaha, in that case, I’m looking forward to it! I’m looking forward to the figure you spoke of, O Keeper of the Book of Heaven!” The core of that world shattered, and with it, the world that had once resembled a lifeless wasteland crumbled along with the destruction of that blood-soaked monster. Nothing remained of that world’s ruin—no life, not even the slightest trace that the world had ever existed in that place. With the destruction of yet another world, it signaled that other worlds would meet the same fate without assistance from the upper world or the realm of the gods.

The collision between the Ares-Prime and the Oort-Sliver did not result in a traditional explosion of metal and fire. Instead, it produced a "Somatic-Shattering." As the "White-Light" of the Synthesis-Ship met the "Absolute-Nothing" of the Universal-Eraser, the laws of physics in the upper atmosphere began to "Un-Write" themselves.

Note: The chapter contains mature content. Only mature audience shall view this chapter. Veda's tears fell like rain, her heart shattered into a million pieces as Adyant's words echoed in her mind: "Hate, disgust, and contempt. I feel them every time I see your face." She wandered aimlessly, lost in thought, until she found herself in the garden. The stars above twinkled like diamonds, but her world felt dark and empty. She was surrounded with peace and calm but only she knew the chaos which was pacing with high intensity inside her mind.

To all of his creations, the shattered crystal that formed the 12 guardians spin the cycle of the played stance where the other Yin is also a playwright. “Shall I play the God, then?” Bound to the game of a child’s play. The grand cycle, the alternate universes. The equivalent exchange of their lives. The shattered soul and memories. The broken pieces that are needed to be mended and back. The bridge and the fragments exist to undo the original loops intertwine the other 6 alternate universes, and make their counterparts to be known. “Seven worlds, 7 alternate universes, 7 sins and the alternate us in those worlds, to undo everything and stop HIS madness, we both needed to die as our shatter

"Seven... six... five..." Sophia had taken everything. "Four... three... two..." Now, Isabella Torrino was going to die. "One. Detonate!" A massive explosion lit up the distant sky, a fireball roaring into the night. I stared at the flames, and for the first time, I didn't cry. Isabella Torrino was dead. And a new woman was born from her ashes. —————— Vincent's POV I walked into the mansion at 10:30 p.m. to the sound of a maid's piercing scream from upstairs.

I was beginning to get intrigued by the conversation and I was glad I didn't allow the awkward side of me to win. “You may be right. I don't even know what exactly is the problem with me. I haven't been able to move on from a heartbreak and a betrayal. It's crazy.” “Heartbreak? Trust you to say that another son of Adam broke your heart? Come on, girl. Those men are not worth crying for. I have been there. But, now. I'm single as fuck and free as a bee. Fuck those men, sis.” I almost chuckled at the way she sounded. Her swear words were also crazy and I didn't quite expect it from her.

I made sure they paid—in the cruelest, most humiliating way possible. I tore my father’s company apart, crushed his legacy, and gathered allies who wanted him ruined just as much as I did. And just when I thought I had nothing left to lose, I found my fiancée in bed with my half-brother, Gregory. Chanel had been the last illusion I had about love. And when that illusion shattered, I stopped believing in anything. I swore off women. I lived recklessly, throwing myself into work, into power, into winning.

The world I had known, the one I thought I understood, was beginning to crumble, piece by piece. We pulled up to the cabin, the headlights cutting through the rain and the darkness. Carter killed the engine, and for a long moment, neither of us moved. Finally, he exhaled sharply. "I don’t know what to think right now, Winnie." I turned to look at him. He looked... broken. He always had this unshakable confidence, this calm under pressure, but now, it was like something inside him had cracked. "You don’t trust Langford anymore, do you?"