The Fallen World Novels & Stories

"I had prepared this day...for you three. Passing the first obstacle...would lead you...to some other beautiful world that would suit everything about you. But as for you. Ruthlessness would then be my gift to you...for passing through it." I was still staggering impatiently but complained that I didn't comprehend the things he was dishing out. "On the other hand...you failed the first obstacle. Hell would be all yours" immediately after he was done with the word, that iration claimed my gut. "Don't.... you lay..." I was talking before those annoying laughter creeped out of him, and got high gradually. I halted my sentence earlier and forced roars out... angrily. Then, I didn't know how I mo

“Look at yourself! Suspicious, jealous, and always imagining the worst. “You’re nothing like the thoughtful woman you used to be. You grew up on the streets, Clea. “You could never compare to someone like Fran, who has wealth and grace. “If you have the energy to make up lies, you’re clearly not that sick. “Stay home, reflect on yourself, and clean up the place before I get back. And don’t call me.” The door slammed shut behind him as silence swallowed the room. Then I felt a wet warmth between my legs. The life inside me was slipping away. With the last of my strength, I reached for my phone and called my best friend, Lina Lester.

He couldn't find the words to respond, knowing that any further attempts to explain or reconcile would only cause more pain. With a heavy sigh, Jayden walked towards the door, each step feeling heavier than the last. The sound of Lena's sobs lingered in the air, a haunting reminder of what they had lost. Heartbroken and devastated, Lena fled back to the space of her fashion house office. Tears streamed down her face as she collapsed into her chair, her shattered dreams crushing her spirit. The room felt suffocating, the air heavy with sorrow. Her sobs echoed through the empty office, each cry a testament to the pain that consumed her. She clutched her stomach protectively, feeling the prese

“No. They’re in there. I can— I heard—” But Rhovan only smiled with a sorrow older than time. “You heard what it wanted you to hear.” Her blood went cold. The fused figure turned toward them, shaking, glitching, its mouth opening in a voiceless snarl. Rhovan lifted his glowing hand. And whispered the words that shattered her: “Elaria… that is the world learning how to lie.” She didn’t get a chance to answer. Because the ground ripped open beneath her. —and she fell.

It was the whole world. Everything was splitting— Breaking— Falling apart— And the Shadow Heir leaned closer, voice soft and cold: “Caller… your world ends here.” And the cracks swallowed everything.

the voice continued. The world trembled, a brilliant light bursting forth as the Destroyer fell. The light coalesced into a towering, crystallized white barrier, its surface etched with intricate patterns that seemed to shift and writhe like living serpents. The barrier pulsed with an ethereal energy, its presence both captivating and terrifying. As the world slowly healed from the wounds of war, the Divine Being vanished, leaving behind a prophecy: "The Destroyer will return, and the world must be prepared to face its darkness once more."

She tries to charge again, but Rebecca holds her back. "Stop," she yells, "Stop. You, shut the hell up. You stop trying to kill him. Okay? My god. Listen, we're out of Boston now. Let's just move on. Drifter, where to next? We're not in Boston anymore so I can't help with directions." Eyeing the package, the package eyeing me, I turn away from her. "Don't worry," I say, now facing Rebecca. "I can take over." Looking beyond, I see a complete wasteland. There is nothing but death before. Skeletons covered the ground, weeds and dried trunks are the only plants leftover, and there isn't so much as a drop of fresh water anywhere.

Azaliah watched in horror as heaven fell into an uproar. She had seen this before, angels screaming and yelling, Michael barking commands at the other angels, structures falling and collapsing and speckles of golden dust littering the air. She had seen it all before but this time, it wasn't just in the walls of a temple, it was real. She was living it.

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.

Anxiousness written all over his face, as well as the others. “This is the end of the world.” Senior Kaden replied. It made everyone gasp and tremble. Suddenly, the earth shakes uncontrollably and screams fill the entire mountain as the ground cracked in half and other warriors fell into the vast hole in the cracked ground. Afterward, the half body of the tall tower that maintains the balance of both worlds appeared, but it was vanishing and the ground still shaking tremendously.