The Man Who Fell To Earth Novel Novels & Stories

The countdown hit zero, but the Earth did not simply shatter. It screamed. A deafening, tectonic groan tore through the bedrock of Manhattan. The plaza beneath Jack Sterling’s boots splintered like fragile glass, revealing a terrifying abyss of boiling magma and pulsing, corrupted red light. The planetary drill had done its job. It had pierced the mantle and aggravated the Genesis Seed—a primordial entity slumbering within the Earth’s core. Massive, molten tendrils thicker than skyscrapers erupted from the chasm, reaching toward the sky with a blind, destructive hunger.

No other living matter is higher than man alone. The earth is a never ending place of mystery. It lives even without the human existence. Little did humans know the fact that human intelligence in its prowess is just an inequality to other forms of human like robots called “humanoids.” LOOKING BACK TO WHERE IT ENDS THE FALLEN EARTH The battle on earth between the humans and the humanoids had been the worst scenario of once a fallen planet. Humanoids have succeeded in their mission to make a massive destruction on earth and destroy humans through a biological weapon which could form a disease.

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

The earth quaked beneath him, and he fell into the abyss. .

“Scent’s too fresh. He must be…hiding.” Suddenly the man drops to his knee, his gun aimed directly at the bush that covers me. I gasp in another breath and, absurdly, press my eyes shut, my hands clinging to my gun, wishing desperately that he can’t see me – that I’d just disappear – that I could be safe, and that he couldn’t touch me – and that I’d survive – And suddenly – quite suddenly – The world around me…shifts. The ground beneath me…sags somehow, becoming pliable, stretching like a net made of thinner and thinner material as the milliseconds pass, until it snaps and I somehow fall…through.

But the bundle was made of ice that could be melted when it was exposed to heat. When he thought that it was going to melt and fade away… it didn’t but came back. Only to expose a bright pearl which was stored in the middle of the frozen glacier. It lighted his whole life glowing brightly trying to brighten him from the depths of his dark soul. He just hoped that God could give him a chance. And yeah… he did! Orion wouldn’t waste this chance, he would use it and prove it. “I will come early. Rest now,” he said.

She nodded as she tried again. "Bombomsimbalajkmmmk! Choo!" She gestured again only to trip and fall on the ground. "Ouch!" She winced. "Nothing works!" She shouted hitting the ground. Just then her eyes met other, the same pair of hazel eyes, the same guy she encountered yesterday. He was peeking from the door of the book store, he came out and narrowed his eyes at her. He took his phone out, "There's a runaway mental patient in front of my book store."

Though when comparing him to Mattanarafa’s parents— he still has a long way to go. That man, stood still and stared for about a few seconds, he nods, then walks and sit next to me. “And you, brat— whatever you want to ask— do it after I wake up—” THUD. With that, he falls on his back on the ground.

Light flashed, snapping out the consciousness of the man as soon as he jumps, so he wasn’t able to see nor hear a thing. The cliff is so high that it took him time before his insensible body reached the ground. His fall dyed red blood all over the ground, seeming like a blooming flower from the book of DEOS. With a body completely wrecked, the life in him did not cease. His bones were all broken, unable to move. But death won’t reach him. The person who witnessed the man’s fall approached the weak and severely injured body. ‘’Wake up.’’ A strong force of life sparked in him; it made his fingers flicker in shock, and open his eyes, slowly. He immediately noticed the blurry image of the man wh

Nio’s story He was falling. His instincts kicked in and he desperately tried to grab the walls of the well. But there was nothing to grab. The interior of the well was smooth and flat. He closed his eyes and waited for the end. But the end did not come. He just kept falling and falling. He could not see anything and the well seemed to have no end. At first his body pounded against the walls, leaving him with more and more bruises, but after a while the well got wider. Even his fall began to slow. The air was much denser and unusually threatening.