The Fallen Manga Novels & Stories

I asked and he nodded "I want to kill them." "Chill I don't care if they try so hard or whatever." I chuckled "I mean I still will have to fight everyone, we will meet a lot of people in the future." He chuckled "I'm sorry." "It's not your fault. You're too beautiful, kind, caring and loveable." He put away my flying strand "I'm not that perfect, I have flaws." I chuckled "I know like being so careless, eat a lot, like to get up so late and-"

Nothing happened and she was hit with the reality that she just soaked her new boss on his very first day. Asmodeus grabbed his handkerchief and began wiping his face.Maria was about to apologize him when he hit her with another bombshell,"Am not a demon.The seven fallen are very powerful entities who can't be commanded out of people.The host has to be dead for a Fallen to manifest.They are begged, convinced or bargained with. He could give a perfect example of the Legion who were bold enough to stand before the divine one and say how and where they wanted to be taken out.

I'm falling now—not down, not anywhere—just out of the machine as holding areas break and the structure falls apart trying to fix itself. Aurek gets out with a boom, smashing through the falling area as Lysera pulls Maelreth away from a falling area.KAEL! Aurek roars.I hit the ground hard enough to make me blind—but alive again, fighting for air.Selene is on her knees, shaking but alive.

- She unfurled her wings, being feathery and dark in color. "But first, you should know what a Fallen Angel is!" - That took them by surprise. They never thought that the woman in front of them would be a Half-Fallen. They knew about Koneko, after all, Hijama told them, so they were not as surprised when they saw her ears and tail but it was different for the woman in front of them. Those wings looked scary, at least in Reiji's eyes, not that he would voice it out loud.

I stopped crying after several hours and JD stayed with me the whole time. Before long, the day finally ended. This marked the end of whatever illusion I had of ever being with Adrian and the end of The Decadence of The Fallen as well. We were a band no more after that and the girl who once fell for the "Ice Prince" had given up on trying to melt his frozen heart.

And every time I fell back, it hurt to even scream. I had broken something in the original fall. A rib, maybe. And it hurt badly. After what seemed to me to be ages, a shadow peeked down at me. It was tall and slender. “Muzan,” I gasped. He had the same look that Edric had on his face. Only more concerned. “Whatever are you doing down there?” he huffed, wincing at my tattered form. “I’m sorry, Muzan. I should have listened to you. I shouldn’t have tried to run away.”

The spear misses without missing. The warrior stumbles—confused. ⸻ Right Caster He tries to form another attack— But his energy refuses to stabilize. Shinjuku looks at him— And the energy simply… stops existing. ⸻ [Final Moment] All three fall to one knee. Breathing. Shaken. ⸻ Shinjuku stands above them. Not proud. Not angry. Just… certain. ⸻ “You rely on power.” A pause. The void tightens again.

The moment I’m standing, I’m pretty sure I just… black out. I don’t remember jumping on his back and winding my forearm around his scrawny neck. I don’t realize we’re falling to the ground until the understanding of how frail he is hits me directly in the chest, turning the tide in my favor. I straddle his back, tangling my fingers in his long, white hair, and slam his face against the ground. Over and over. And, over. It’s rather cathartic, I have to admit. “Fallon!” I slam the Grand Wizard into the stone again and again until his body goes limp under mine. The sharp metallic tang of blood cuts through the ozone, no longer quickly whisked away by the wind.

And yet—his voice did not waver. “I don’t belong to you.” The figure’s expression darkened. “Then you have sealed your fate.” And just like that—they were gone. A swirl of shadows. A whisper of power. Then—emptiness. The unnatural darkness faded. The world felt real again. Daniel—collapsed. Falling into Rigel His knees gave out beneath him, the weight of everything crashing down at once. But before he hit the ground—strong arms caught him. Warm. Familiar. Safe.

For the first time since the frost, it lived. She lifted her bleeding hand and spoke: “By flame and thread, by death and light—let the Hollow close.” The sky screamed. The rift shrieked, twisting inward, collapsing into itself. Shadows clawed against the pull, wailing as they vanished. Mara’s cry echoed, furious and broken, before she too was torn away. And then—silence. The rift snapped shut. The creatures were gone. The Book fell to ash at her feet. Autumn collapsed in a ring of cinders, the dagger falling from her hand. Blood stained the stones beneath her.