The Path Of Ascension Novels & Stories

"You don't have secrets, honey. Of course I can't let you know too much. I'm doing this to protect you, understand? So, don't blame me." Hale held his wife's hand and then said, "To be honest, the Chapter of Ascension is much more powerful than what others think. Other than the way to reach Unity between Nature and Man, most importantly, there is a way to force those who are at Demi-Union to ascend into Unity.

"Born with these gifts, not infected with them. These Ascended are thieves, stealing power that doesn't belong to them. We must strike first or be destroyed." The second movement was somehow worse. The Ascension Church, founded by a charismatic pastor named John Redfield, claimed the transformation was divine intervention. The Rapture. God elevates humanity to its rightful place above all other creatures. "We have been chosen," Redfield preached to thousands of Ascended followers. "God has given us these gifts so that we may rule the Earth as was always intended. The age of monsters is over. The age of mankind begins now." Both movements were gaining followers by the hour. I stood in my comm

"You can't say that for sure. What if we missed memorizing some?" "I would never miss any. No matter which sect they're from, I remember every arcane seeker who became ascendant." Seeing them start investigating the deity idol, the woman's eyes suddenly darkened, and she looked a bit unhappy. But quickly, she smiled again. "You're probably too young to have heard of this ascendant. He was called to ascension by the heavens themselves. His arcane powers are amazing. It's more like unofficial history." "Oh, really?" Aria seemed interested. "Is there an unofficial history like that? Being called to ascension by the heavens is pretty amazing. Could you tell us which sect this ascendant was from?

Besides gaining endless boons and the Heavenly Path Power, one could command all the laws and destinies of a realm’s living beings. Additionally, certain living beings burdened with curses and soul contracts could be automatically released upon ascending to the Heavenly Path. The only requirement was the complete severance of all ties with the past and present, forever renouncing the seven emotions and six desires. Watching the living beings in the energy ball, James felt even more nervous than they did. “This is truly a grand boon. Ascending to the Heavenly Path in a realm is a dream providence sought by many living beings. It must not be missed.”

“Ascension?” “A High Priest or Priestess are the most powerful of our kind, but that power reaches its peak when we ascend. It’s much like a President or King taking their oath when they take office or the throne, only with more magic and power. During the ascension the magic of the Goddess who created us–” “Fretez, right?” I quickly interject, making sure I’m following along.

Amara pointed forward and said, "Let's go up from this side." Following the direction she pointed, Adrian saw a series of floating stairs appearing before his eyes. Adrian walked on the stairs and felt like he was stepping on a cloud. Amara explained, "These stairs are known as the Celestial Ascent Steps. Ascending them will lead you to both the peak of celestiality and the heavenly realm. This also counts as a trial. "Numerous participants can't reach the top, as they're daunted by both the fierce winds on the upper levels and the sheer height. However, every new member must ascend these stairs to demonstrate their determination and resolution in practicing celestial arts."

Once Phoenix put this on and tied the scarf securely around her face she and Patry left the Goyre’s temple. Once again Phoenix was amazed at the glorious beauty of the realm. From the stories she heard, the souls of men whom the gods were pleased with was brought to the pantheon after death. The pantheon was the heaven realm of mankind and once they died their souls would be granted entrance to the realm provided they pleased the gods in their earthly live and Pasige, the guardian of souls to eternity, granted them passage. The entire scenery of the pantheon was a wide expanse of beautiful fields and sparking water that flowed rapidly over rocks.

Then she spoke: "The Devourer feeds on division. It grows stronger whenever hearts choose hatred over love." Aiden frowned. "So if we defeat it... without healing the world... it will return." The Goddess smiled proudly. "Now you understand. **The Eighth Path is not the path of victory. It is the path of restoration.**" Suddenly, the sky cracked. A loud howl echoed through the meadow, and the Moon Goddess looked upward, her expression changing. "They've found us."

The Moon’s voice faltered, almost, an instant hesitation that made the silver brilliance shiver. I took a step forward, my bare feet touching nothing, grounding myself on the threads of reality that bent to my will. Light gathered behind me, thick and answering, not reflecting but rising with intent, shaping itself into forms I did not recognize but understood instinctively: shields, wings, crowns of impossible geometry. It was recognition. Myth recognition. It was not fear, not reverence, but acknowledgment of a force that refused to bow. “Do you not understand?” the Moon’s voice demanded. “This is your ascension. This is your rightful place. To oppose is to perish. To deny is to fracture t

Hazel's POV The astrologer hesitated then rushed to the table, his fingers tracing the intricate patterns etched into his charts. "One of the layers I have deciphered speaks of a great destiny," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the crackle of the flames. "It speaks of a chosen one, fated to return the light of the goddess to her children and usher in a new era of prosperity and peace." My steps faltered, the weight of his words sinking in. "What do you mean by 'return the light of the goddess'?" I demanded, my voice low and dangerous.