The Fallen World Novels & Stories

[The Architecture of Ruin] The weight of his fingers bruising my hip was the only solid thing left in a world that had dissolved into a sea of absolute, screaming crimson. Sitting on the lap of a god who no longer knew how to love me, I realized that the cage hadn’t disappeared when the Spire fell—it had simply expanded to enclose the entire human race.

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out. [Do you want to leave this world?] "Yes." My mom held me tightly. In my dad's horrified stare, she jumped. He lunged forward like a madman, but his hands grabbed nothing but air. My mom's voice was ice cold. "David, goodbye forever." The next second, our bodies were wrapped in a soft glow and disappeared completely before his eyes.

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?”

Monroe asked from between giggles. "So far, from what I read, it is true—not all—but mostly." Jeremy chortled at their individual reactions. "I was surprised to see that Zeus even—the leader of Olympus—really couldn't keep it in his robes. Like he must have made the highest offences of sexual assault if investigated." "I am thrust into a new worldview." Ken slapped the table, wiping the happy tears from the corner of his eyes. Suddenly Monroe pushed Ken away forcefully, making Ken fall off his chair with a thud. "Hey!"

They were crossing worlds now. She had tried so hard to keep them apart. Her phone buzzed. An unknown number. She already knew who it was. Unknown: You should be careful. He’s becoming visible. Her hands shook violently. Another message followed. Visibility attracts consequences. Maya slid down the wall, sitting on the cold floor, her breath coming in shallow gasps. They were escalating. And Ethan didn’t know how close to the edge she was standing. Across the room, Ethan felt it the shift.

His coat billowed, his gaze never leaving her. “Elara.” He lowered his voice to something dark and intimate. “You need to trust me.” “No.” The word tore from her throat. “I don’t trust anyone from Damien’s world.” His jaw tensed. “For what it’s worth… I left Damien’s world because of you.” Her heart stuttered. She stared at him, confused, frightened, trembling. “What does that even mean?” she whispered. The stranger looked at her with eyes that held too many secrets. “It means,” he murmured, “that you’re not ready to hear the truth yet.”

It was spreading across the horizon like an ink blot on parchment. ​“What is that?” I asked, a cold dread settling over me. ​“The Fallow,” Cassian replied, his voice barely a whisper. “The Harvesters were not the only ones who wanted this world, Winnie. They were just the loudest. They were machines. But the Fallow is organic. It is ancient. It is the biological horror the old world tried to bury under layers of concrete and steel. Now that the Web is gone, the ancient things are waking up. They smell the blood in the iron. They smell the weakness of a world that has lost its shield.”

“Run as far away as you can.” Then he stepped into the void. The moment he fell, cracks spread across the world. The sky shattered like glass, revealing a storm of black code beyond. The earth collapsed. Reality dissolved into streams of data. Adrian. Sharon. Everyone in the kingdom. All of them broke apart into countless points of light before vanishing into the void. The world collapsed. “Host, we're deeply sorry for what happened.” The system's voice sounded distant. “We nearly allowed you to suffer a fatal injury.”

In order to keep the world running as it should, no one could know how it all worked. There were plenty of rumors, but no one ever bothered to find out. It didn’t matter what the Ten were… they made life good. There was never a reason to question or worry. Until one curious, stupid little boy changed everything. One child was the downfall of our world. So much was lost, perhaps forever. The Ten are scattered. Dead, sick, captive… no one knows for certain. No one… except myself, and the desperate handful of people taken into the Ten’s confidence, working to save the world.

" He added. He stood by a corner of the palace which had little windows. As he peeped out of the window, he saw the strangest thing of all. It wasn't the city on fire, it wasn't human torment, was the pack of hounds, rushing through the fallen camouflage of Eregdrix, and this was the downfall of the realm, with Eregdrix existence intertwining with earth's existence as an open realm, the world will fall.