The War Of The Worlds 소설 & 이야기

Sweat dripped from her forehead, and Qing Yue shakily raised a trembling hand to soothe her throbbing temples. "It was a nightmare. Just another nightmare." She whispered the words, clutching onto them like a lifeline as her heart drummed in her ears. "Nothing more than a nightmare." Unfortunately, the words sounded unconvincing even to her own ears. Looking to the side, she saw that it was only 1 in the morning. She still had 5 more hours to go before morning descended. Because of the advanced weapons used in the Great War, the climate of both the Old World Formation and the New World Formation had changed drastically. One of these changes in the New World Formation was the enshrouding dark

He wanted it to be performed right away; if possible. A war. As he suggested that, everyone in the throne room gasped. Why would they gasp, it’s just a war but it was more than that. The last war hadn’t happened since 1000 years ago and when it did. It remained a bit before the world was destroyed because it was a massive world war and after that, the people of authority banned wars forever because of the fear that another war would completely destroy the world, but that had all been forgotten because the rule stayed strong for only 500 years.

Selene heard it popping its mouth and distance itself from her space. She forcefully chuckled and stare back at the man in front of her. It's the Monarch of the Underworld. A God. An immortal. The one who will soon declare a war between the other realm, taking lives barehanded and mercilessly. She examined his appearance and saw that he's currently wearing a luxury dark coat over a long loose suit but I'm wearing a ball gown, who's winning here? She thought and break the silence between them. "I know, if I were a man I'll also fall for myself too." Selene smiles widely and casually looks around her. That's when she notices that the deep black space surrounding them is now gone replaced by a

"It still doesn't sound that bad." "By evil, I mean any form of immorality, Anything against the law, including minor things like petty theft, lies, and other things which are mostly ignored by the society." "Well, that's horrible." "Yes Taz, it was horrible. It led to the complete annihilation of two other packs." "Oh my God." Taz said with his mouth agape. "Can it ever come back?" "It depends." "On what?" "It depends on the level of peace and cooperation. But for the past Hundred years, after the new tradition was created there has been Peace."

I nodded in agreement. I sat back as Gavin drove us out of my territory. The outskirts of the territory were in shambles. Fives years since the end of the war and it had not yet recovered. I felt ashamed of my lack of leadership, not only towards my pack but to my late father as well.

Crafters pushed their bodies and poured their souls in making weapons while the rest fought to the bitter end, finally pushing back the onslaught of golems. David couldn't understand what was happening, but at least the pain subsided tremendously. Without him noticing, a small smile perched itself on his face. But as quickly as it came, it went away. The war was one of two fronts: The blood Forest and the Acid swamp. The first was against animals and the second against giant-sized reptiles and insects. With the appearance of the Forest and its puppets, there were not enough people in the swamp. That eventually bit them in the butt.

Whatever lies on the other side of that opening is worse than anything we have seen. Theo lifts his head slowly, as if he can sense us watching. His mouth curves into a smile. “The war is not over,” I say aloud, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. It is only beginning. This time, we know what we are fighting. Immortal beings who do not fear death. Creatures who will not stop until wolves are either perfected or erased. And somewhere in Alaska, a clock has started ticking. If Theo’s gateway opens, the world we know may not survive what comes through it.

The creature recoiled. The figure stepped forward. And the voice that followed was calm enough to frighten every living soul on the battlefield. “You have had your chance to remain forgotten.” The First Mother covered her face. Aria held her child close while Kael raised his broken weapon. The figure beyond the gates looked directly at them. Then it spoke. “Now the second war must end where the first began.” The entire First World shook. Far beyond the gates, the ruined worlds began to move toward one another.

For the first time— He looked uncertain. Because suddenly the war wasn't Blood Moon against the darkness. It was every wolf standing together. The ground shook violently. The giant doorway burst open wider. Darkness exploded into the sky. And a voice echoed across the world. Cold. Hungry. Ancient. "COME THEN, CHILDREN OF THE MOON." The stars vanished. The sky darkened. And the final war began.

I almost yelled, but kept my voice slow. He rolled his eyes before answering me, "Have your parents ever told you about the war that happened so many years ago? That war was considered as the great war of all times. Werewolves fought against creatures being part human, part bird, and part lion. Aside from that, there were also vampires, were-man, witches and merman too, who fought alongside wolves just to win the war." My mouth fell open,"Oh." Then I straightened myself and looked again at the medical team. "I thought those stories weren't real."