Wow A Dying World Novels & Stories

" That's why you hate dying, I suppose. " " Not really, I can withstand the pain, I don't have a choice. You can't die of pain when you are dying you know? I've seen so much, I've lived far too much. This world has changed so much, it's disgusting. I just want out. " "Then you like dying? " Raïna was getting confused. " No, because I'll come back to a world that has changed again. It's fun, but horrendous and gross. " Her voice slowly faded away as she fell asleep.

Upon getting to her place and touching her, Nadazhda felt a zap of energy around her body before an unknown force threw her to the wall. “The future is gloomy. The deads are restless. The blood is dripping. And there she was screaming. The moon is bleeding. Her children were dying. The world is ending. And he was fading. Tomorrow is unknown. War is brewing. Revenge is burning. And there she was, smiling. People are slipping. Ties are broken. The deeds are done. And...” Nadazhda's eyes dropped close with the intensity of the pain in her head, her consciousness slipping in and out before settled on the dark world, not after hearing an angry growl.

People turned to dust, buildings crumbled, and rivers dried up. “He calls himself the Frost Wraith,” a voice echoed—Cole’s and Lila’s, woven together from the merged key. “He feeds on life itself. He’s already drained this world. Now he’s moving to the next one. To the world we just saved.” Jade’s eyes widened. “We have to go back,” she said. “We have to warn them.”

I didn’t imagine the voice. It was as clear as day, as loud as if she were standing right next to me. And even though my mind is doubting it, my heart knows for a fact that it was her. Except she’s dead. …Right? Or is she “dead” in the same way Headmaster Stroud suspects my father is dead? Meaning, alive somewhere. “Come on,” Alec whispers. He leads the way out of the bush, and we peek around the pool house’s corner. The coast is clear.

she expressed, “no, isn’t this a foul? How does time gets turned back so many times? There should be a rule or something.” Kayden sighed and revealed, “The time always gets turned back few days after you die. The world collapses on its own. Storms starts. Mountains begin to crumble down, and avalanches bury down everything. Oceans swallow up land, and in the end, everything ceases to exist.” Seraphine was dumbfounded. Thinking about it, this was really crazy. Seraphine truly did not want to live through that. She wondered how many times Kayden had to experience.

"You're..." Suddenly the world around me becomes eerily silent. I can't hear anymore. My head feels heavy and I have this horrible feeling of drowning. I begin to gasp for breath as my windpipe constricts. I think about Thor then. I also think about Ash. The last thing on my mind before everywhere is thrown into darkness is... "I'm dying" *** Thor's POV

“We’ll learn together.” The blackness in her eye slowly faded. But Something Went Wrong Mora suddenly screamed: “Sophia!” Everyone turned. Mora was staring at the sky. “What’s wrong?” “The rejected worlds are collapsing.” Seraphina looked upward. The billions of alternate realities were beginning to disappear. One by one. Elyra whispered: “They’re dying.” Sophia looked horrified. “Can we save them?” Mora shook her head. “There are too many.” Seraphina stepped forward.

[YOU DIED] [THERE IS NO PENALTY FOR DYING BEFORE LV 5] [YOU'LL RESPAWN IN A RANDOM AREA IN 5 SECONDS] He was speechless and confused about what happened and how he ended up dying. He thought about it for a second and remembered his skills. -Of course, that was soul devour.- He sighed and decided it's best if he could possess a body to be more comfortable. He waited until the timer got off and appeared in a new area: A destroyed city littered with corpses.

💀 Then a single memory appeared. 🌙 The Last Day of the First Realm A golden city burned beneath a crimson sky. 🔥 Buildings collapsed. Mountains split apart. The oceans themselves seemed to scream. 🌊 Millions of people were running. Praying. Crying. 💔 The First Realm was dying. And standing at the center of its destruction… Was the King Beyond Memory. 👑 Power surged from his body. Darkness consumed everything around him. 🌑 Yet his eyes weren’t filled with hatred.

The world had finally started to settle, and for the first time in what felt like forever, the tension in my body began to ease. The battle was far from over, but the worst of it—the chaos, the fighting, the fear—had subsided. People were slowly starting to recover. The cure had worked. The infected were regaining their humanity, and the world was beginning to heal. It wasn’t going to happen overnight, but it was happening.