Tales Of Destruction Novels & Stories

He listened to her without saying a word as he sipped some tea she had brought. "Kyra" he said softly "I know that you care a great deal about me, as I do you, but don't you think this is a bit strange? Even if your dream were to come true, why would anyone want to attack me? I'm one of the top mages in my class, I can use defensive magic that is almost on par with even 5th class mages. I find it hard to believe that anyone would even want to harm the heir to the De Leta family, except they had completely lost their minds," he chuckled as he put the now empty tea cup down.

Just then, the God of Destruction said, "Let me do it. These two little buggers can go to hell." As he spoke, the God of Destruction reached out with his right hand. He spread his fingers out before retracting them tightly into a fist. A series of thin black lines appeared in the air at once, spreading out rapidly in all directions. All the buildings the lines touched were sliced in half, even gigantic rocks. "Have a taste of my Destruction Rays." The Destruction Rays were spreading over quickly. Just as they were about to reach Wilbur and Augheimer, the two men channeled a Flame Dragon defensive barrier and a Golden Dragon defensive barrier.

" I turned and stepped into the Rolls-Royce waiting at the curb. The tinted windows slid up, muffling the desperate wails and curses from Gary and Rita behind me. Then, inside my mind, the familiar robotic voice finally spoke. [Mission complete! The Newark Group has been dismantled. The original Abby's lingering resentment has fully dissipated. Host performance rating: S. Preparing to exit the world…] I closed my eyes and sank into the soft leather seat. A faint, relieved smile tugged at my lips. In this world—where the strong devour the weak—only building wealth and power never betray you. As for cheap family affection and fake love? Throw them in the trash. They'd just take up space. The E

Terror ripped through the thin fibers of my being. I didn’t know what to do as I stared at the computer, watching in horror at the scene before me. There was no where I could look that didn’t show chaos and destruction. My beloved town of Moon Valley was being pummeled by the Raze.

Beneath the Ruin I’ve been hiding from the silence, Drowning out the noise inside. Built a life on fear and shadows, Just to make it through the night. Every door they’ve locked behind me Still remembers who I was. But I don’t want their crown of violence. I don’t want their twisted love. I’ve got scars they’ll never see, Cuts too deep for blood to show. And I’d burn it all to ashes Just to be someone they don’t own. There’s a girl beneath this damage That they never got to break. She still sings beneath the ruin,

She drove a silver blade into his chest. I gasped. “No.” Another vision. Eden was on his knees. Dead. Another. Lucian was burning. Another. The entire world was collapsing. All because of me. I covered my ears. “Stop!” The First Source whispered, “This is what happens when creation refuses to let destruction exist.” I shook my head. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” The visions continued. Every possible future ended the same way. Loss. Death. Destruction. I fell to my knees.

“You cannot defeat me.” Kael slowly stood. “Why?” “Because I'm not fighting you.” The First Kael pointed toward the sky. “I'm showing you what happens when you win.” Kael looked upward. The gray sky began changing. Images appeared everywhere. Millions of worlds. Millions of civilizations. And every single one had fallen. Because of him. Kael watched himself destroy armies. Then worlds. Then universes. Then creation itself. His eyes widened. “No…” The First Kael stepped beside him.

​But the liquidation of the uncensored ledger triggered the ultimate, pre-war fail-safe. ​The ceiling of the seventy-second tier didn't just crack; it collapsed entirely, the massive foundations of the upper seventy-two layers dropping down in a terrifying avalanche of multi-ton stone ledgers, iron gears, and boiling sulfur-water. A massive, spinning vortex of raw, un-indexed text and dead ink erupted from the floor of the void, creating a miles-wide drain that began to swallow the surviving automatons, the ruined templates, and the warriors into a single, chaotic pool of oblivion.

Tanaka was using his shield, Achilles the great. No2x, you don't need to know who am I because you are going to die! No, I mean all of you are going to die, AAAA! DESTRUCTION PUNCH TIMES 0.1% Then taso accidentally destroys the earth and the sun than all the planets too because the sun was starting to make a supernova then the sun explode making it into a black hole then taso was stuck, and he can't get out of it the black hole, he was saying.

I added, my eyes locking with his, trying to impress the gravity of the situation. Zander's gaze turned cold, his eyes distant, as if he were lost in his thoughts. "You think this destruction is part of a larger process?" he asked, his voice low and steady. I nodded, feeling the weight of the situation settle over me. As far as my knowledge and research went, yes, the destruction was a chained reaction, and it had a starting point. My gut told me that Damon and the Dark Alpha were up to something dangerous, and with the day of destruction fast approaching, there was no other explanation for their actions.