World Ender Mga Nobela at Kwento

Replied Jidana meeting her sons eyes. “what happens if someone finds all of the Peace lands.” Asked Kariya, curious look on his face. “They would be able to wield the Liberator wand, supposedly the strongest weapon in the 13 worlds and also bring the 13 worlds back to their original state, one land one world, Cordith is its name.” Said Jidana. “How do you know all this stuff mother.” Asked Kariya. “It is a Seer’s job to know the secrets of the worlds, its part of our training.” Said Jidana.

Anxiousness written all over his face, as well as the others. “This is the end of the world.” Senior Kaden replied. It made everyone gasp and tremble. Suddenly, the earth shakes uncontrollably and screams fill the entire mountain as the ground cracked in half and other warriors fell into the vast hole in the cracked ground. Afterward, the half body of the tall tower that maintains the balance of both worlds appeared, but it was vanishing and the ground still shaking tremendously.

What choice? The End pointed toward the sky. Your daughter has created infinite possibilities. Every possibility creates another world. Every world creates another future. And every future must eventually end. I frowned. That's how life works. No. The End shook her head. Not anymore. Why? Because your daughter has created worlds where death does not exist. I froze. What? The End looked toward the horizon. Worlds where people live forever. Worlds where nothing ever disappears. Worlds where pain has been removed.

"Yes, he and I go way back. At first, he was wary of us, but we taught each other about ourselves after meeting him. It helped us understand each other more and because good friends. He even convinced most dragons to be friends with humans." "Wow, I never knew." "That is until Elderon, younger than Gorik, wanted to end humanity and rebelled. There was an all-out war between them. It was known as The End because people feared that the war between two dragons would end the world. Many dragons died, which is the reason why dragons no longer exist except for Gorik and Elderon." I never saw something like that happen way back before any of us were born. It's not in the books or stories mentioned.

"I have big respect for Nature and Human law. In this Netherworld, it's obvious that only the Human law defunct. A universe without law spawns chaos and with law, there is order. Instead of saying that there are two worlds, I prefer seeing it as the same world divided into half. A line between the Netherworld and the Nemesis, One is familiar and one is meant to be hidden. If I have the right to choose, I will erase that line myself and let Nemesis overrun the world. My mouth agape with happiness. I see now, him studying Philosophy was not a waste of time after all; he has a tremendous respect for the Human Law because he was able to understand its friendly nature. "But for that to happen," L

He promised her. They continued to dance, lost in each other's love and embrace, they stared into each other's eyes and made vows of life, vows to be each other's world, vows to be each other's light and guide, vows to always support each other, and vows to love each other until doomsday. THE END.

James was stunned. “Yeah.” Zella nodded and said, “If you give up, the Deputy Leader of the Extraterrestrial Demons and the Grand Patriarch of the Doom Race, who are managing things in the dark, will live. Following your surrender, Zaden will end up controlling Endlos in the future. Meanwhile, the Deputy Leader of the Extraterrestrial Demons will return to the Dark World. Endlos will have temporary peace. “The timing isn’t right because your ability hasn’t reached its peak. Surrendering means choosing to live on. After giving up, you can go into hiding and cultivate. Once your cultivation base reaches its peak, everything will come easy to you.

The sanctuary grew still. The floating memories above them flickered. Ancient worlds appeared. Worlds they had already seen. Worlds that had fallen. Worlds consumed by darkness. Worlds erased. Then more appeared. Hundreds. Thousands. Millions. The images stretched endlessly. A vast graveyard of forgotten civilizations. The scale was horrifying. Orion pointed toward them. "The End doesn't destroy worlds immediately." The memories shifted. Showing civilizations thriving. Growing. Prospering. Then changing. Slowly. Subtly.

“We guide it.” Sylra frowned. “Guide a god?” “Guide the merge,” I corrected. “Before it consumes everything.” Edward’s eyes met mine. “And if we fail?” I exhaled, the wind carrying the faint echo of divine whispers through the air. “Then the world won’t end, Edward. It’ll begin again. But not the way we know it.” For a long moment, none of us spoke. The only sound was the quiet hum of the Heart and the endless whisper of the wind.