The Ascendants Novels & Stories

A few minutes later, the snake woman slithered gracefully and inched 3 meters closer to them, elevating their heartbeats even more. Fang flinched in fear, but when he looked into Creed's stern eyes, he calmed down. Running away might seem like the most logical option, but it was not. Ascension was not something ordinary, but a very private and a grand occurrence. To encounter a being ready to ascend was not something that happened daily. At least not for beasts. More than a phenomenon, it was a representation of awakening. The purification of the body. The reincarnation of a soul.

They all look around to searching for where the earthquake is originating from. A large army approaches from the northern side, behind Gwanhoya and no one can see who they are and the land they are coming from. Their march is strong enough to shake the very earth itself, the power they have demonstrated is enormous. Gwanhoya lifts herself up into the air, to see who it is that is charging an army against her. Garamba`s eyes are fiercer than ever; she readies herself for battle. Something is familiar about the essence being given off by the people headed their way. She prepares to attack them but a hiss from the opening rift grabs her attention. “Do not fear my servant, they are not here to d

expressing the profound unity experienced by beings from all realms. The Nexus of Ascendance revealed a cosmic tapestry that depicted the interconnected history of the united empire, Rome, and the ethereal realms. Conversations among cosmic scholars focused on unraveling the cosmic mysteries embedded in this celestial masterpiece, with simple words like "cosmic revelation" and "transcendent knowledge" echoing through the ethereal corridors of understanding.

They changed with their glasses raised. Marco smiled and stood up from his seat. He moved over to where his father once sat and sat down. Finally, things were going as planned. He had to be Alpha because some people he had spoken to about his plans were afraid that he would fail. They didn't believe that there was a way to rule over multiple territories when he wasn't yet the Alpha of his own Pack. Now, he had proven to them that he could get what he wanted. He could even sway someone as power grubbing as his father. He turned to look at Evelyn, sitting beside him with a radiant smile on her face. He raised his hand and the chanting ceased. "Thank you for your support. Brace yourself people,

A powerful feeling consumes me - A newfound determination and I knew at that moment I had what was needed to end this battle. I cry out as the energy courses through my body, sparking through and over my body. I felt lifted, empowered, dangerous and godly. Ascena moves towards the Giant leader. Kellen’s sword in her hand. She attempts to stab the dark godly-like male. He’s too quick though and catches her by the throat. “The immortal.” His dark and echoing voice begins to crackle. “Your time in the realm is over.” And with the flick of his wrist, he snaps Ascena’s neck, then pulls her head from her body. Dropping her remains to the floor.

For a minute, it appeared as though they had won. But at that point, with a last, frantic thunder, the Ascendant unleashed a surge of dull enchantment that smashed the shining cage. The shockwave tossed Clara and Ethan back, pummeling them into the dividers of the chamber. The rune on the floor darkened, its light blurring as the Ascendant rose to its feet, its shape more strong and unnerving than before. “You think you can imprison me?” the Ascendant snarled, its voice echoing with anger and pain. “I am beyond your mortal powers!”

You forget whom you are speaking to. The woman paled and muttered something under her breath before stepping back into the crowd. Sophia's gaze darted to Landon, who seemed entirely unfazed. "What is all this?" she finally asked, her voice trembling. Landon stopped just before the grand double doors of the mansion. He turned to face her, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her shiver. “Sophia, you’ve lived in the shadows for too long. The Sullivan name is yours by birthright, and with it comes power, wealth, and respect. But it also comes with enemies.”

I don't know how much time passed before I heard the crisp sound of someone cutting herbs nearby. I looked up—and there she was. Xina. Sitting at my bedside with that fake, sugary smile that never reached her eyes. "Poor big sister," she said sweetly. "You were never going to win." "Your Alpha mother, your Beta brother, your mate—they all belong to me. You're the extra wolf in this pack, the one who doesn't belong." Her eyes gleamed with malice.

"Born with these gifts, not infected with them. These Ascended are thieves, stealing power that doesn't belong to them. We must strike first or be destroyed." The second movement was somehow worse. The Ascension Church, founded by a charismatic pastor named John Redfield, claimed the transformation was divine intervention. The Rapture. God elevates humanity to its rightful place above all other creatures. "We have been chosen," Redfield preached to thousands of Ascended followers. "God has given us these gifts so that we may rule the Earth as was always intended. The age of monsters is over. The age of mankind begins now." Both movements were gaining followers by the hour. I stood in my comm

“And the seventh?” Her tone dropped. “Rank Seven, it's called... Ascendant Prime.” I felt goosebumps. “It’s not official. Not listed on any Academy board but everyone’s heard of it. The legends say it was created for beings who transcend the usual magical limits, divine-blooded, resurrected gods, or hybrids so unstable they become… something else.” She looked at me carefully. “Some say no one’s reached it. Some say… a few have but they either disappeared or were locked away.”