The Path Of Ascension Novels & Stories

"I miss feeling like I belong somewhere, like I have a purpose." Mireya's eyes held mine with unwavering compassion. "Your purpose, Selene, is to embrace the beauty and magic of the world around you. To honor the wildness that still beats within your heart, even in human form. Your connection to nature may have changed, but it has not disappeared. It is waiting for you to rediscover it, waiting for you to find your way back to the wildness that calls to you."

I said, narrowing my eyes at him. He nodded his head, "Indeed. Definitely a far better outcome than we ever could have hoped for," he admitted. "Our lucky day," I muttered out sarcastically. "I don't think it's luck. I think it's the Goddess' way of ensuring the prophecy comes to pass. Her way of telling us we're on the right path," he said, his voice indicating that we were done speaking of it. I fell silent, adopting the look of demure, tame little prisoner, like my father had instructed. Faces passed in a blur as two sets of eyes, one silver and one green danced in my vision.

I felt an experience I knew yet didn’t recognize as it echoed past traumas I had attempted to hide away in my mind. I hadn’t felt it in years. During the war against House Noctura I last experienced its presence when shadows moved and logic collapsed. The war with House Noctura left me with vivid traumatic memories that formed a chaotic tapestry bound together by desperate magical threads. The last moment an Ascendant lost control occurred when their power consumed their intention and their abilities transformed from salvation’s instruments into destruction’s messengers. The old scars pulsed with pain as I remembered the destruction their uncontrolled magic had caused.

"Maybe not directly, but I would assume you are a descendant of this particular snake's line." I nodded. "So what does that mean?" "If you hold even a smidgen of Prime-direct powers, then your final ascension is going to be...difficult. For all of us." I felt the bottom of my stomach drop out. "Difficult how?" "It is too soon to tell. Ascensions took about a week on Earth. There's no telling how long it will take here. But good news: you've already hit the second level." "Was that when we blew out the lights?"

Even though I could sense and hear anything from steps away, I didn't realize I had company until a presence loomed behind me. When I finally turned, I found myself staring into the instructor’s widened eyes. “You… you did that?” Feline stammered, his voice tight with disbelief. “Impossible.” Murmurs rippled through the class as students pressed closer, craning their necks to see what I had drawn. Artifact Studies was the only class that we had with Ascendant. It was all about understanding magical weapons, enchanted relics, and objects tied to emotion or fire. I’d come to learn that ASCENDANT are Initiates who have shown real skill. They’re now on the path of cultivation and they’ve done we

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In the ward, Matilda helped Celine in cleaning up. To avoid suspicion, Winston stood quietly in the hospital corridor, waiting. The same photo was on his phone, along with the three words Monte sent him. [Monte: Need more money.] Winston put down his phone after responding to Monte with a single word. [Winston: Okay!] Then Winston began to reflect on the past, recalling how his grandfather and father ascended. Ascension took various forms among mystics. The most complete ascension, or rainbow ascension, was considered the most perfect.

The whispers of the celestial beings spoke of ascendance as a transformative journey, where mortal limitations would dissolve, and the essence of the universe would become an integral part of their being. As the couple approached the celestial altar, a luminous aura enveloped them. The symbols on the walls pulsed with heightened luminosity, creating an ethereal dance that mirrored the couple's intentions. Celestial beings surrounded them in a radiant embrace, their presence amplifying the astral energy that permeated the chamber. The cliffhanger left Victoria and Alexander standing before the celestial altar, their hands poised to initiate the celestial ascendance—an ascendance that held the

A few minutes later, the snake woman slithered gracefully and inched 3 meters closer to them, elevating their heartbeats even more. Fang flinched in fear, but when he looked into Creed's stern eyes, he calmed down. Running away might seem like the most logical option, but it was not. Ascension was not something ordinary, but a very private and a grand occurrence. To encounter a being ready to ascend was not something that happened daily. At least not for beasts. More than a phenomenon, it was a representation of awakening. The purification of the body. The reincarnation of a soul.

Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then the voice returned. Cold. Absolute. "ASCEND." The word hit like a command written into existence itself. Immediately— the remaining structures of the Bastion reformed. Not gently. Violently. Stone pathways reassembled in midair. Broken towers rotated into new positions. A final vertical path formed. A straight ascent into the broken sky. Then the Third Crown pulsed. Truth. The final path led directly to the Throne. Then Cassian moved first.