Will Turner At World's End Novels & Stories

The Horror stood above shattered kingdoms. Mountains collapsed beneath its shadow. The world was ending. Thomas recognized the battlefield immediately. It was their world. His world. And standing before the Horror— was himself. Alone. Every other Crown Holder was gone. Ava. Rowan. Cassian. Valen. Dead. The realization hit him like a blade. The future Thomas fought desperately. But he was losing. Slowly. Inevitably. Then darkness swallowed the vision. A second future appeared. This time the world survived.

The older Lyra looked at the resurrected worlds. He's the key to bringing back everyone who ever died. Aiden's eyes opened. And billions of voices suddenly whispered through the darkness: We want our lives back. End of Chapter 117

You can wait. Wait? Until they're ready. The End studied her. For the first time, the ancient being looked uncertain. You would allow imperfect worlds to continue? Yes. Even worlds filled with suffering? If they still have a chance to change. The End looked at me. She truly is your daughter. I smiled. I know. The black star began shrinking. The portals started disappearing. The darkness withdrew. The First World slowly returned to normal. But just before the End vanished, she looked at me.

she confessed. Everyone in the room remained silent. It was already a known secret. Nobody just voiced it out afraid it might hurt the monk. Who would have expected that the brother of the leader of the Supremacy who was the number one adversary of the milieus was the top executive of the enemy group himself. “He is now gathering the seven enders needed for his awakening, when I was in the world tree, I saw how the branches withered as the white mahò was converted into black. If this continues, the world tree might die and this world will perish.”

“Tell me, Chaplain, how do you think the werewolves will achieve their goals? There are more of us than them?” “They have a weapon, a very special wolf called The Ultima, his bite can turn any human into a werewolf. Our seer called him the fire that consumes the world.” I can feel the blood drain from my face, and my insides hollow out. The Ultima. My son. “I take it you’ve heard about him?” “I’ve heard about the fire that consumes the world--” I sweep my arm over the village --“their seer told me about it.” “And you don't think that's a concern?”

In fact, I'd been so high, I hadn't even noticed when I'd just started accepting everything. Davey's dead. Oscar Turnbull isn't human. Angels exist. You're a witch. Oh, and that demon you're now sleeping with has a Gospel written about him, because he's not just the son of Lucifer; he's the most powerful creature alive and the future of the world rests in his reluctant hands.

It is probably just the beginning of your journey. Whatever is it, I forgive you both for whatever sins you did to me. In the end, I am a single mother who raised beautiful four children. I think my life is better like this and whatever happens in the future, let's just hope I won't make a wrong turn ever again. THE END ________________________________________________________________________________ That's it for the wrong turn guys! I hope you guys are enjoying the whole story. It's been a tough journey for me to write the whole story but I manage to finish it. This is the end of Alexa Johnson's story and stays tuned for another story I will publish soon.

"Where is it?" Sama Arthur stared back at him, a horrific, awful realization dawning. "I don't know. But I know the 'World Ender' they talk about. it's not a child. It's somewhere. A place of great power, a place where the cycle is supposed to end. And they're bringing Leiran there. to be slaughtered."

Ferris laughed and said, "You ants can't possibly understand the greatness of divinity. The King of the End represents the great end of times. Our world has been in chaos for too long. Everyone is blinded by greed, holding back at nothing to get what they want without any faith in the world. The descent of the King of the End will turn the world into a faithful, orderly world. Everyone will believe in the same thing, and conflict will not exist. The world would become incredibly peaceful, and everyone would have happy lives. Isn't that a good thing?" Everyone was stunned, unable to understand what Ferris was saying. Wilbur frowned slightly before he said, "We don't need gods from other world

Lena’s smirk faltered further, realizing her plans were crumbling. And then, the world itself trembled once more. The Abyss shrieked in frustration, but Emily’s defiance rang louder. For the first time, the Children of the Moon, the supernaturals, the Celestials, and the forces of the Void all witnessed the last act of the child who had once been prophesied to end the world but instead, she became its salvation.