The Fallen Transformation Novels & Stories

The light around him collapses inward like a dying star. I pull back, and he falls. The road is silent again. I look at my reflection in the shattered glass of a nearby car window. Wings. Horn. Tail. Blood. Am I an abomination? Aretha’s voice is steady. No. I close my eyes briefly. When I open them, the transformation recedes slowly. Bone retracts. Wings fold into nothing. Tail dissolves. The horn melts back into my skull. I stand there in human form again as sirens wail faintly in the distance.

Transformed not by their corruption, but by my own truth. The transformation had taken more out of me than I'd realized. As the last echoes of power faded, exhaustion hit like a physical blow. My legs buckled, and the opalescent scars flickered dimly across my skin. “Fascinating,” Azrael murmured, watching my strength drain away. “The integration process appears to have severe energy costs.” I tried to stay upright, to hold on to that moment of transcendent power, but my body had other ideas. The room swam before my eyes, the aftermath of corruption and transformation proving too much to handle.

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

-In the treatment room- “Eren who fell because of the monster's brunt apparently managed to inject the substance into Jacob's body. Jacob who had turned into a monster immediately fainted after getting the injection. Eren slowly rose from his fallen position. "Phew... he almost bit me..." Eren said as he looked at Jacob who was unconscious and lying on the floor.

Konstantin fell to his knees. The transformation was horrifying and pitiful at the same time. Without the stolen powers holding his body together, the decades of deterioration caught up to him all at once. His skin, already grayish, went paper thin. The dark veins collapsed. His muscles, artificially sustained by abilities that weren't his, shrank and weakened until his frame looked like it belonged to a man thirty years older.

"A being that was once connected to The Balance but chose corruption. Its presence here means Richard's plan is even more advanced than we feared." The Fallen smiled, an expression that suggested terrible things. "Richard Grayson sends his regards. And his promise: before this is finished, resurrection itself will bow to his will. The Balance will fall, and from its ashes, he will build something new. Something better. Something that serves human ambition rather than cosmic justice." "Over our dead bodies," Damian said, moving into combat stance. "That," the Fallen replied, "is precisely the plan." And as enhanced soldiers attacked from all directions and the Fallen's corrupted power filled

"Break." "Okay," Rebecca says, "That's enough. Stop that. You're drawing attention." "Just one more," I say, looking back. Rebecca is right. There are some infected looking toward us but we manage to duck down in time. The second they stop looking, Chuck and I stand up again and throw our combined weight onto the door. As we break down the crooked door, it causes some sort of collapse and a bunch of rocks and metals fall. "Watch out," I yell, pushing Chuck back while stepping back myself. We all watch as the rocks and metals fall for a few seconds. As soon as they stop falling, we hear snarling and growling.

Like I need to shed it and grow something new. Two minutes. I drop to my knees. The pain's starting. Not the transformation yet, just the warning. The preview of what's coming. Then the moon rises. The transformation hits me like a freight train. One second I'm kneeling on my living room floor, the next second my bones are breaking. Not breaking like a fracture. Breaking like they're being deliberately shattered into pieces so they can reform into something else. I scream. Can't help it. The sound that comes out isn't entirely human. It's got this animal quality to it, this howl underneath the scream.

Standing in the dressing room, my hands fidgeting, thinking on whether I should escape or not. I was about to get married to my crush that every girl dreamt of marrying but there was a huge problem. I am just a replacement for his ex-lover and I thought he loved me but nope I was wrong. I regret every second I spent with him. taking a handful of my long wedding dress, I ran towards the escape plan and setup. There was a cab waiting for me outside but a few blocks away. I ran and ran till I reached the cab, not looking back. time to change everything and make this one die.

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”