Wretched Of The Earth Audiobook の小説・ストーリー

At the base of the world. "You have conquered the first hurdle that has diminished the substance and cognition of many a past who have dared to tread on the maps of this book. The unworthy shall not read thereof. I have questioned you, opposed you, and tested you, and you have proved yourself capable in both mentality and intuition to journey the way of the earth with Heka! Run thy race, Tom! "

Hindi lamang para sa mga pamilya namin, kung hindi para na rin sa mga pamilyang naiwan sa Earth. Those kids out there, they deserve to play around without thinking about when will the Earth end. They deserve more than what's Earth has to offer. They deserve to see more, and Earth can't give them that. That's why we'll be the one to give that to them. A new planet to stay in. A new planet where they can play, laugh, cry, and enjoy. A new planet where they can learn new things, discover new things. A new planet where they can be whoever they wanted to be. "I-I see something!" Josh muttered out of nowhere. He was pointing at something. I noticed that his hands are slightly shaking, as well as h

Suddenly, the ground beneath us trembled, a low rumble that seemed to come from the very heart of the earth. "We need to move," he urged. The gentle rise of the green landscape gave way to a steep incline, and beyond it, I could see the faint outline of the town. The rumble grew louder, the earth shifting beneath our feet as if something ancient was stirring, rising from a deep slumber. A chill ran down my spine as a distant howl echoed through the wasteland, low and mournful, carrying with it the weight of countless forgotten battles. "Sebastian..." I began, but he was already moving, his pace quickening as the howl grew closer, joined by others, a chorus of voices that sounded like they we

Now what would master say if he learned that a foolish person as you dared change the world he created? The earth ground again created a ruckus. Was it all his doings? What is his deal anyway? As much as I can remember… it was him who did what? Why does my mind gets blurry now? Is there… a bug making me forget things as that? ”Now I shall eliminate all the bugs who have the gut to destroy this flow. The story that master carved shall be set to success!!“ A thunder effect echoed releasing tension in this place. None of us had the courage to say something. Or perhaps, none of us had any idea of what we must say.

The ground sprouts grasses—the same grasses in his world, the shade of the super moon turns to light, and the air suddenly feels cold— "Aaah!" I hold my baby bump tight, the belt is already disjointed, and my back is getting even stiffer. "Wait! Wait, I need a moment of silence!" I screamed in the middle of silence. However, Haiban folds his sleeves up and exposes the book tattoos on his arms, then manifests another 4 spellbooks with both hands. "I told you, my child, you're delivering the worst to yourself," he said. The terrifying rumbling sounded from afar, then all of our jaws dropped when we saw the earth folds like a scroll! The houses, roads, and even the lakes are rolling and squashi

He put his great hand on my shoulder, a stumble anchor point in the chaos of triumph. I approached the lyra grieving on the ground and looked down upon them. “We just destroyed your perfect world with garbage and noise,” I said quietly, but so that every word met like a whip. “Ouroboros is ours. This Earth belongs to us. You can now either join our reconstruction and learn to make your hands dirty or you climb back into yours flying needle and hide between the stars again. But you will be here

The earth responded to it, rivers glowing faintly as if reflecting a buried sun beneath their depths. The First Alpha’s voice stirred again in my mind, quieter this time, like the murmur of an ocean under ice. The old laws are undone. The world will remember the name you carry. I took another step forward, my bare feet pressing into ash that shimmered faintly under my touch. Where I walked, the ground healed—new growth rising in the cracks of ruin, thin threads of silver grass sprouting through soot. Life and death blending, indistinguishable, obedient only to me.

The earth groaned, not with a welcoming yawn, but a tortured scream as the pit ripped open. It wasn't a mouth, eager to swallow, but a wound, raw and bleeding into the world. Stone surrendered in agonizingly slow motion, slabs peeling away like layers of skin being flayed from the very bones of the planet. A blast of heat, thick and stinging, surged from the depths, carrying a metallic stench that spoke of blood, ancient magic, and something far fouler rotting beneath.

Vireya's POV I jolted upright, gasping as if I’d been pulled from drowning. My eyes flew open to a world so twisted and terrifying, I didn’t need anyone to tell me this was hell. The ground beneath me cracked and bled molten fire, veins of lava slicing through scorched, blackened earth. The air was thick with the stench of burning flesh and sulfur. Screams pierced the silence, agonized, endless wails of pain that didn’t seem werewolf.

Silence stretched across the desert. Then everything stopped. The glowing symbols faded. The ground went still, and they were all freed from the circle, standing on their feet now. Only the hourglass remained, its blood-red sand still falling. Tick. Tick. Tick. "Are you okay?" Zeerah asked, helping the woman in a business suit who had stumbled when the ground shook. "I'm fine. Thank you," the woman said with a shaky voice. "Of course." Zeerah smiled brightly despite everything.