The Fallen Manga Novels & Stories

I started panting and sweating badly. Such agents of doom had started appearing all around the globe. The oceans, the sky, the land. The fallen dragon, Hydra, was above the islands of ultimas. The fallen angel was above Amanustan and Nialruz. The fallen mermaid and sea monster appeared in the oceans near Jiyushu and Trimontum islands, respectively. The fallen werewolf with the size of a two-storey building appeared on the training grounds of Arginieth where the portal to the dark world was still open.

The bubble of reality around them shrank, the screaming chaos pressing in closer. Figures began to form in the vortex. Vast, shadowy shapes of impossible geometry. Eyes of cold fire. Wings of shattered glass and smoke. They were not fully in the world yet, but their presence was enough to warp the air, to make the stones of the chapel bleed black ichor. The Fallen Pantheon was arriving. “See?” the man Kael whispered, his eyes wide with fanatical joy. “See their glory?” Lyra was sobbing, her hands over her ears. “Make it stop! Make the bad song stop!”

Eeeeeeeee. I fell. I fell through the floor of the world. Through the darkness of the Void. My stomach dropped into my throat. The wind tore at my skin. I landed on a plain of white ash. Thump. The sky was bleeding. I looked up. The Shattered Moon was no longer silver. It was a deep, clotting crimson. The fragments were moving. Grinding against each other with a sound like tectonic plates screaming. GRIND. SCRAPE. They weren't orbiting anymore. They were collapsing.

It makes someone corny. I stop and see myself in a fall. Again? I'm starting to have trauma with falls. However, this time I'm no longer at the top of the falls. I'm beneath the falls. I frowned as I saw a person's silhouette bathing under the waterfall. My eyes widened when I saw that it was Akisha. But that wasn’t what made my eyes widen and dropped my jaw but what she looks like right now.

He stood in the center, chained. Raziel, Erelah, and Cassiel stood above him. They lied to you, a voice whispered in his mind. They turned him against you. They feared what you would become. His mouth opened but no sound came. Then he was falling. Falling from the stars. Falling into a body that wasn’t ready. Falling into pain. A scream tore out of him and the entire garden lit up in divine gold, the roses shivering from the raw pulse. Kairis cursed. "He’s going nuclear."

Weird,usually he isn't free for anything but work. We went to the bookshop first and there it was, the books I wanted. Books by Ana Huang. The trainer was a boy, dark haired and tall. "Would that be all, pretty girl? ", he asked with a flirty smirk. " Yes,... " I was about to thank him when Rowan answered. "Is that all love? " while snaking his arms around my waist and giving me a kiss on the forehead. "Yes? ", confusion took over my entire face. And the guy was staring straight at where his hand was.

The servants must have done as I instructed. “Are these the pictures?” I took a seat on my throne and crossed my legs. “Yes, my Lord.” “Fuck.” The pictures were gruesome. I had seen my fair share of death and brutality, but this was something that I could not let slide. On the white snow was the mangled body of Sage, lying lifeless. He looked almost unrecognizable and if not for the daylight ring he wore on his middle finger, I would have never guessed it was him. His head was decapitated from his body and placed strategically near it. His blood seemed to have been completely drained from his body, judging by how his body was one with the snow.

“You will have your time of mourning and then you will see that life begins to fall back into place again. You will never forget him, but you will get back a part of you that feels lost right now.” “All that I am now is a training Omega…nothing more…nothing less.”

Rina growls at the three people in the passageway. As if her warning becomes true, the floor below her crumbles due to the burnt concretes. Rina was about to fall from the floor above, Eka grabs her hand while the two enemies ahead fell to their death. Either they die or suffer a heavy injury, Roy is somewhat able to dangle on a pillar that has yet to fall.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.