Un Mundo Idal の小説・ストーリー

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

He asked me and I shook my head profusely, I liked it but I wouldn't think of getting one "Elysian!"I called out his name and heard him hum in response "What's the actual world like?" I asked and he looked at me carefully "The outside world is evil" He says and I look at him shocked "Evil? How do you mean? Ma.Coco told me the outside world is beautiful and full of people, so how is that evil?" I asked and he sighed

It all started with a scream! Oh... Sorry? Not a scream, It was an ice-cream. I guess. (I know you are thinking how stupid this narrator is, but believe me... I'm the best you've ever experienced). Before killing any innocent bastard, I wanna clear 3 Things... Number 1 - This world is not Earth. This is "ARD." And the people are 'Ardians.' Number 2 - In this world there is only country name "The Kiiing's Empire" every other place of the ard is part of this empire.

Outside the window, the collapse of the world intensified. Skyscrapers fell one after another. The ground split open with massive cracks, where rivers of molten lava gushed out, staining half the sky a burning red. The wind howled violently. Rain poured down in sheets. Hailstones crashed against everything in sight. The entire world was shaking and falling apart. The cries of people grew fainter and fainter until they eventually disappeared completely. Those who had slandered me, those who had hurt me, and those who had once mocked me had all turned to dust in this disaster.

Niarthen pointed out. “It can be,” Talen nodded. “But it can also be earned. My mate believes that the Mer will turn this world into a utopia, a harmony of nature and technology unlike anything that we have seen before, a new way of living for everyone. If the Mer can do such a thing, then the land dwellers will have no reason for rebellion. Who wants to fight in paradise, after all?” “One man’s paradise is another man’s Hell,” Abigail pointed out warily.

They would be able to kill at anytime and attack anytime, which is definitely going to Lead into a very disaster for the person, the world have to fight both by the day and by the night, no one wo ever be able to be free every again, the world is going to be more like a bondage, and no one would be able to o get out of it do easily, The world will keep on fighting and fighting all the days of their lives, and there is no way all of them will survive, it is going to be like a battle upon battle, fight on fight, destruction upon destruction. Lord Salem main aim is to turn the world Into his, be want to make the whole world his army of death, they would fearless walk round the Earth, and make s

I asked "And then I would create the world in my image, there will be no room for weaklings in my world, I shall make sure I terminate everyone that would stain my perfect and ideal world" "Getting people to become bound to you? Becoming your slave? Is that your idea of an ideal world? A wired where people no longer have the right to their free will, a world where you alone control everyone's mind" "Yes little wolf I am glad you can see the great picture that I am trying to create, everyone would become mine but they would be stronger, or you could look at it this way, when I get everyone with my dark magic they would all become mine pawns and no one would be able to do anything without my o

“You won’t have it.” The vision faded. A third world appeared—lush, oceanic, bioluminescent. A conduit stood in the water, singing harmonics that calmed entire tides. Dante frowned. “So two successes, one failure.” Aiden whispered, “And Earth is next.” Dante turned his face toward him, firm and unwavering. “Then we make Earth a success story.” The light dimmed. The chamber returned. The capsule sealed itself with a soft hum. Aiden sagged, dizzy.

It was just as I'd expected. Although their product looked very similar to my design back then, it was made with inferior products, and there was no doubt that it would get damaged with just a few uses. With that in mind, I decided that I couldn't care less and perfunctorily praised his ingenuity. Gianna beamed proudly. Then, she told Shane to give me a demonstration of their tech product. The machine flew into the air and began to dance and circle above our heads. Gianna was just about to say something when it suddenly lost control and flew toward the hanging lamp right above her head.

“These individuals, though rare, possess traits or abilities far beyond their years. They are unpredictable, dangerous, and often targeted by their own kind to preserve the balance.” The room was silent, every student hanging on her words. “And what happens to them?” a voice from the back asked. Lenora’s smile was sharp. “They are... dealt with.” The pit in my stomach deepened. “Now,” she said, clapping her hands. “Let’s move on to the treaties of 1856” I tuned out, my mind racing. Was that what I was? An anomaly? And if so, what would happen when the wrong people found out?