The Fallen Manga Novels & Stories

The Dark King staggered. Seris screamed. Kaden and Kael were hurled away from me. The fissure in the floor split wider. And the ground beneath my hands gave way. I fell again. But this time I was not alone. Hands grabbed me. Two of them. One golden. One white. And the world collapsed around us.

Valerius didn't detonate; he liquefied. The massive, three-meter-tall Wolf King collapsed in on himself. The bones turned to powder. The muscles turned to slurry. The "Godfall" energy, having no vessel left to contain it, vented harmlessly into the sky in a final, beautiful aurora of green and gold light. The red storm clouds above began to break. On the roof, there was nothing left of Valerius but a steaming puddle of organic sludge and a few pieces of twisted armor.

--- ### The Ascent We ran toward the hook. The floor was disappearing. The beautiful white marble was falling away into a black abyss. I could see the thousands of pods in the warehouse below us—they were being crushed by the falling sky. Millions of people were being "Deleted" in their sleep. I didn't think. I jumped. My fingers caught the cold, rusted edge of the hook. It felt like ice. "Leo! Elara! Jump!" Leo grabbed Elara by the waist and threw her toward me. I caught her hand, my arm feeling like it was being pulled out of its socket. Then, Leo leaped. He caught the cable just as the Admin Wing collapsed into the void.

Melissa looked at Joe's doting gaze and hesitantly nodded. The surgery began. Without consulting anyone, Joe began meticulously instructing Melissa on where to make incisions. Everyone had clear divisions of labor and worked in perfect coordination. Only I was like an outsider, completely excluded from the surgery, given trivial tasks like changing water, wiping sweat, and passing instruments. While I let them order me around, I quietly waited for the good show about to unfold. Just then, Melissa cried out, and the scalpel fell to the ground. The mayor on the operating table had long since missed the optimal rescue window. Excessive bleeding throughout his body had caused severe complication

She asked politely to which the Fallen answer with an ear blasting laughter. “No! Of course not idiot! I don’t do things that will harm me. If I do not fulfill my contract and devour that man’s soul, I will be the one to suffer from immense pain and while I am indeed a fan of watching other’s in suffering I do not want to be the one in pain,” the Fallen said his pathetic words in such a brave manner that it even baffled Rose.

Razor-sharp nails extended from his fingers, ready to rend and tear with lethal precision. Driven by an uncontrollable rage, he became a whirlwind of destruction, his fury unleashed upon his enemies. Men fell before him like leaves in a storm, their cries lost in the din of battle. But as the dust settles and the last foe crumpled to the ground, Alex finds himself in the midst of carnage, the adrenaline faded, leaving only exhaustion in its wake. With a final, trembling breath, Alex's form shifted, reverting to his human guise. He collapsed amidst the carnage, closing his eyes against the horror of the scene before him, surrounded by the silent testament of his unleashed fury.

Because he was taller than her, reaching it would be a problem. “Who told you that? And where am I supposed to be?” the Fallen looked down on her. “The angel told me. I don’t know, you were supposed to be fighting the Bellua or something?” Amilia was still trying to reach the book to no avail. She was just small enough for him. “Don’t believe everything he says. Some of them are…” the Fallen didn’t finish what he was supposed to say. “Are what?” Instead of answering her, the Fallen only gave her the grimoire. He tapped her on the shoulder and looked somewhere. When Amilia followed his gaze, he was looking at the whirlwind forming somewhere. It doesn’t look good.

'Kalias', she thought and for some reason, she didn’t feel relieved but worried. With an impulse she got up from the bed, took the first thing she saw in front of her - an old yellowish shirt -, and dressed. Her feet, hands and body - seemed to scream for her to lie down, but still, Alice threw herself against the window, against that damn tree and fell down - only to face a depressing version of Kalias, a version fallen to the ground, bleeding with absurdly deep cuts that lacerated his chest. "Did you think you could hide here forever?" A being who seemed to have been trying to force a transformation even without the moon, growled. He had part of his arms transformed, his fangs were too big

Using her warrior’s agility, she scaled the wall, steadying herself on the narrow ledge beneath the window. What she saw inside made her blood run cold. Lucian, holding Selena close... Lucian, brushing away her tears... Lucian, kissing Selena as if she were the only one in his world. A wave of rage, betrayal, and heartbreak crashed over Rina. Her grip faltered as emotion overtook her reason. The shock made her hands slip. With a gasp, she lost her balance and fell. --- The Fall The thud of her body hitting the ground echoed in the night. Pain shot through her left leg as it twisted beneath her. Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself up, ignoring the fire in her muscles.

The Firstborn stepped into view. But it was fading. Its body, now translucent, smiled. “You did more than survive,” it said. “You chose a world that no longer needs watchers.” And then it vanished. Aria fell to her knees. Rowan and Elara hugged her tightly. But then Rowan pulled back, pointing at the sky. There was no crack. No void. No Rift. Just one star. Bright. Burning. And slowly, **falling.** Kael’s voice was hoarse. “What is that?”