The Deathworlders Mga Nobela at Kwento

Yeah everything looks all pristine and innocent during the day, but night time around the packhouse can be pretty fucking terrifying. And I’m the reaper himself. I have fourteen dead flies on my legs. Insects, yes, and definitely not sexy looking. But symbols of the males that tried to take me down and fuckin’ failed. But I know better than anyone, even my wolf… Flyers don’t live forever. We do our part to make this world a better place and try to leave it for those after us to prosper. Doze shakes his head and before he speaks, I already know why he’s pissed.

He looked around him but he can only see vast darkness in his surrounding, “Who are you? Where am I?” The man shakes his head, “It is not important who I am, what important is the piece of advice that I’ll be giving to you.” Shawn became confused about what is happening, “Advice? What are you talking about? I don’t understand what you’re saying.” He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.”

A sound like a thousand screaming souls echoed through the air. "What is that?" I asked, a new kind of dread filling my chest. Rowan’s face went white. "The Northern Gate... it doesn't hold wolves, Kaima. It holds the things that hunted us before the moon was born." From the black smoke, a shape began to emerge. It was miles high, with a thousand wings and eyes that looked like dying stars. "The Soul-Eaters are coming," the Grand Alpha whispered before his head finally slumped forward. I looked at Rowan. I looked at my tired, broken army. We had just won a war, but the world was ending.

David stares at her with intensity. Then he mouths the words instead of signing them *I would hate it if you died.* “The-then! Why did you let me fight that thing?” ~So, you would be better and familiar with the monsters of this world. You’ve seen its growth in power right?~ “Yes.” ~Now imagine each creature in the world capable of becoming this.~ David gestures to the dead monstrous berserker ape. Elizabeth pales at the idea of fighting thousands if not millions of berserker apes.

She tilted her head, grinning. “Greetings, Than.” The beast’s gaze burned through her, void of mercy. Muscles coiled, claws gleamed. The ground trembled beneath its power. And then it lunged. The war had begun. Not between werewolves. Not between men. But between two forces beyond comprehension. Chaos vs. Death. Heratte vs. Thaneous. Good vs. Evil. And the world would tremble beneath them.

He take out an ancient black scroll while the two around him started chanting unknown words. Spell? I know how this world is full of fantasy and magic but seeing this first hand, I can't help but feel astonished. The scroll starts emitting different pale colors. Soon after, letters coming from it surrounded the room before forming a group of words into a sentence. "In the darkness there's light, the Underworld has come to life. Human bows to death, Souls were tied by a thread. Fated to live together, their love was sacred forever. Gazes by the amethyst eyes,

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

I lean slightly against his palm but don’t look back, knowing I have more work to do. “This is the start of a new era in the Underworld,” I call out, looking out over the courtiers and the priests. My court, now, after all. “An era which does not revel in the death of nineteen women so that Death’s heir can find a bride. Things are changing. Go back to your homes. Tell others what you’ve seen here. Let the Underworld know that Death is dead and you have a new Queen.” I wave my hand, vanishing them all to their homes with a thought.

By this time, he was not even pretending to care about not letting people to discover the abnormalities in their situation. The silent guests did enjoy their stay. But the island was only so big and could completely be toured around in just two days. The experiences it could offer, like fishing, planting, crafting with local produce, could barely distract everyone in wondering about the enemy that drew away two of the masters of the house. Had they stayed, they would probably be in danger, right? “Our universe is actually composed of just three Great Worlds, the Skyworld, the Mortal World, and the Underworld.”

He then added, “Also we must be careful to avoid fighting the demons if we can. We may have these weapons, but they won’t defeat a certain demon lord or particularly strong enemies.” All of them nodded. “I can’t hear you!!” he pushed. “Yes, sir!” they said at the same time. “Good.” Tutus then turned towards the borderline. The land appeared split between day and night. Night representing the demons and day representing the angels. There was no one besides them there now. So, it was the perfect time to cross over. ‘I’m coming for you Gabe. Hold on.’ Titus thought before making the first few steps. The others follow suite as they walked into The Dark World.