This Earth Is A Bit Fearsome Novels & Stories

"Lord Tyrone, I—" Felix spoke but was quickly interrupted. Tyrone quickly said, "Don't rush! Once you make a choice, it's final. I hope you'll be able to think twice before you choose." Jerry motioned with his eyes, asking Felix to continue listening. "Let me tell you about Earth first. It has a level three technological development and a soul power of level two. To compare, the highest level is nine," Tyrone explained. Felix felt bitter at the explanation. No wonder they called Earth a barbarian planet. Their levels were so low. It wasn't even half.

Nathaniel came to stand beside me, silent, eyes narrowed. “You feel it too,” he said. Not a question. A fact. I nodded, swallowing hard. “The earth doesn’t want us here anymore.” The wind curled around us like it was listening. Suddenly, the ground rumbled. A tremor—not natural. This wasn’t the pulse of tectonic plates. It was rhythmic. Intentional. Like a heartbeat coming from the depths of the underworld. Then, like ink spreading in water, the fog parted. And she appeared.

It was as if the entire world were quaking in fear. Renee’s expression fell as she stared into the distance. “Could there be an even more fearsome beast here manipulating this formation?” Her words caused herself to tremble. Renee couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Death Valley felt like a true land of death, far more perilous than she had ever known it to be. Boom, boom, boom! The ground shook violently as if the entire world were bowing down. At that moment, Adrian abruptly opened his eyes, a flash of clarity and seriousness flickering within them. “Let’s go!” he shouted.

I nodded and placed a hand on my chest to calm my racing heart. “I did,” I said after a while. “What is wrong with him? Why do I feel so uneasy?” She nodded and sneaked a glance at him, “He seems to have taken in Earth’s energy,” I frowned. Earth’s energy? What was that? “I do not know what that is. What is earth’s energy, Nima?” Nima frowned and bit her lips. Her brows furrowed and for a second she refused to meet my eye. “You will find out about it in due time,” She turned to face the front of the class and I did so too.

Anxious, the Omniscient Deity said, “Earth is about to descend into chaos. I have to nurture a few powerful martial artists to defend Earth.” The woman knew about the situation on Earth. To her, the situation was still calm for now.

"I'm almost afraid to tell you now. But trust me - anyone else in this city would be dying for this chance." "I'm sorry," I say, trying to shake off my fear. Trying to sound eager. "Tell me. I'm dying for it. I promise." A little bit of the excitement creeps back into his face. In spite of my reaction, he still looks like he's bursting to tell me. "I know you've been avoiding all the big movie news," he says, "but even you have to have heard of this one. It's - " "Cataclysm: Earth," I whisper under my breath at the same time he announces the same name out loud.

Sonya tells me, “To learn to control the earth, you must think about mother nature. Its roots are deep and vast. That is where its power lies. Touch the earth and search for its heartbeat. Connect with her, listen to her, and let her hear you.” I do as I’m told and focus on the small pulsations I feel in my hand. Tremors imperceptible to everyone, but not to me. I imagine that my hand can reach that pulsation, which reacts to my touch, moving with me. “That’s it, my queen. You are moving a tectonic plate.” I open my eyes and gasp at the realization that the earth is indeed shaking. It is soft, but it is noticeable. I raise my hand and place it over my mouth, amazed. “Wow, that was amazing! W

I asked staring at what now looked like an emberpeak. "Once we step foot on the burned side of this earth, the creature knows we are here," Michael said. I stared at the beginning of the dark earth, and realised it didn't look like an ordinary burned earth, it looked like it was breathing. "Is this earth alive?" I asked.

“No. He left after the Reversal. I don’t know where he went.” “Good riddance to him,” Milo says. “But we don’t think that,” Wilder says. “We know that the elements are something we work in tandem with and draw power from. Not something we try to control.” He points to the loose dirt in front of us. “We can’t master the Earth any more than we could master the moon. But we can be strengthened by it.” He closes his eyes and lifts a hand. Some of the dirt whirls into a little funnel, a tiny tornado at our feet. I’m enchanted.

The giant emerging from the Atlantic was not a war machine but a disaster of ancient biology. It was the Primordial Malignancy, a remnant from a time when the Earth was a chaotic mix of competing forces. It towered three kilometers high, a jagged mountain of hardened bone, dripping black sludge that instantly destroyed the vibrant new moss it touched. "IT... IS... THE... BITTER... PART... OF... ME," the Earth resonated through Kael's boots. "THE... PART... THAT... HATES... CHANGE."