《The Fallen Council》XXV
Advertisement
There she was, standing in front of me. The female, lost soul. She was all white and had long hair. I couldn't make out her eye or hair color, or more likely what they had once been.
"Who are you?" I asked standing up from the bed.
I noted that the female was around my height, maybe a little shorter. She looked straight into my eyes. There was something too familiar about her, I just couldn't place my finger on it.
"Who am I?" She repeated tilting her head.
"Yeah, who are you?" I asked carefully.
"I don't know.." She whispered. "But I think that they call me by name 'Peniel'" She continued.
"They? Who are 'they'?" I asked tilting my head.
"I don't know. Angels, maybe? First I thought they were Watchers, but I know that they aren't," She shrugged.
"Is Peniel your birth name?" I asked.
"No, it's not. I can't remember my birth name," Peniel shook her head.
"Sorry for asking, but are you a lost soul?" I asked carefully.
I could see how her eyes turned emotionless. She stared at me without saying anything for a while.
"Yes, I am. I died and now I'm like this," Peniel spoke out coldly.
"I'm sorry," I whispered feeling bad for her.
"I know..," Her voice wasn't louder than I whisper, but the words that came out of her mouth made me froze.
I raised my glare from the floor and looked into her eyes. Those words felt wrong. I had been expecting something like 'It's not your fault' or 'it's alright...', but not that. That really made me scared. I felt like I was the reason why she was like that...
"Did I have something to do with it..?" I asked quietly.
Her emotionless eyes pierced my soul. I felt like the time started slowing down. She just started into my eyes until she finally opened her mouth.
Advertisement
"Yes..," She whispered.
I froze. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. I just stared into her emotionless, white eyes. I tried to say something, but the words were stuck in my throat.
"Grian is the reason, that's what I know..," She whispered quietly.
"W-what did I d-do..?" I managed to say.
"I can't remember," Peniel shook her head. "But I know that you're the reason..." She continued quietly.
"D-do you hate me..? Are you angry.?" Questions feel from my mouth.
"No.. I know that you didn't mean to.." She shook her head again, but her lips were a straight line. I couldn't tell how she was feeling.
"This is all just too confusing for me," I sighed sitting back on my bed.
"I know... For me it's too..." Peniel nodded slightly. "I can't remember anything. I have too many questions, but no answers. I only remember that you, Grian Xelqua Charles, are the reason why I am like this.," She continued.
"What do you want from me exactly?" I asked raising my glare to look into her eyes again.
"I just want to be set free from this world.. Like I should have been already long time ago.." Peniel answered quietly.
"I-I'm sorry, but I don't think that I can help you," I mumbled apologizing.
"You're the only one who can help..."
I froze. Things were starting to get too confusing. I didn't even know who she was and now she says that I'm the only one who can set her free.
"I can't help you.." I answered. "I don't even know you!" I continued.
"If you now make the choice to leave me, you'll regret it when the darkness begins to fall," She whispered.
"What does that mean?" I asked in horror.
Advertisement
"Things will go down the hill soon.. Then you'll need my help," She answered.
"Can you tell me more?" I asked. I felt like she was telling the truth.
"I can't, you'll have to see it yourself.." She answered mysteriously.
"Why? Why can't you tell me?" I inquired.
"Because I'm not someone who knows about it. I'm not even alive," She shrugged.
"You're confusing me.." I mumbled.
"Or am I? It might also be just you not understanding what I am saying," She answered coldly.
"Sorry.." I muttered. I really didn't want to get on her bad side.
The a question popped into my head and I turned to look into her eyes.
"Hey, did you know me as Xelqua or Grian?" I asked.
Peniel looked surprised. She had to think for a moment before she answered,
"Grian, it sounds more familiar," She said quietly.
"Grian? That's weird.." I mumbled. I had expected Xelqua to be the answer.
"Grian is your first name and Xelqua second. Why do you go by your second name?" Now was her turn to surprise me.
"It's just a thing with the Mains. We like to hide our real identities by using our second names. And for us it's more respectful to use our second names when we talk to each other," I explained, or at least tried to.
"I see," She nodded quietly.
"You can call me Grian if you want to," I smiled to her.
"Yeah, I'll call you Grian," She nodded.
"Do you want me to tell about you to the others?" I asked carefully.
"That won't be necessary," She answered shaking her head.
"Alright, then I won't," I nodded.
"I should go now, but I'll be back soon," Peniel said turning to look somewhere.
"Alright," I nodded.
Then she was gone. Teleporting spell was my guess.
I sighed and laid down on my bed. Things were really confusing. I really wanted to know who she was and how I had known her. I also wanted to know what was this darkness she had mentioned. But the thing that was bothering me the most was the fact that she had firstly seemed like a threat to us, but now she didn't seem like anything even close to a threat.
I quickly froze as I thought popped into my head. What if she wasn't the same female we had seen after all? What if there was another lost soul hiding from us?
Looked like there were way more secrets than I had thought.. Could The Council handle everything? Was the darkness going to fall?
I sighed and turned to look out of the window. I froze immediately. There was a red eyed shadow.. A Nether demon's soul..
I felt panic raising. I was completely frozen. I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything.
Xavier shouted.
I was too paralyzed to notice what happened. I just realized that I was standing in front of my house as Xelvier watching the Nether demon's soul broke and fall on the ground.
I quickly turned back to Grian and walked back to my house. I fell on the couch pulling my knees to my chest. I knew exactly why that had been here and what they could do...
Zanax had downloaded a virus that spawns Nether demon's souls. It was really hard to get rid of.. And the creatures... They can easily permanently kill players...
Advertisement
- In Serial49 Chapters
Sorcery in Boston
The timid daughter of some of the greatest spellcasters ever to have lived has found herself in another world, courtesy of magic gone awry. In Boston, Massachusetts, in the year 1935, she finds some kind souls in a hard era. In the heart of the Great Depression, as war looms around the corner, she seeks to find her place, and must come to terms with both who she is and what she truly desires. Author's Notes: Release Note: I recently realized what the hold up is. My current mental state is not compatible with the planned ending. If I wrote the ending according to what currently feels right, it will be a wretched, cruel ending that feels monstrously unfair and invalidates the work of the various characters... because that's how my life feels at the moment. The planned ending is coming out hollow and awkward, no matter how I write it, and so I've been bashing my head. I will finish it, once I manage to either brute force something decent out, or once my head gets screwed on straight. Audience: This story is not for young children - it contains some profanity, sexual content, violence, gore, and significant adult themes. Most of these are handled delicately enough not to upset teens or adults (hopefully), hence the lack of relevant tags, but it is nonetheless unsuitable for youth. It's fairly slow paced, and focused on the development of very human, very flawed individuals. Length / Completion Estimates: The outline currently involves two books. Book 1 is expected to be done with Chapter 43. It'll probably be completely finished by sometime in March of this year. I expect to move on to the far-more-lighthearted Of Gods and Dungeons (currently in progress / on hiatus). Afterwards, I may decide to redo Book 1, or write Book 2, or actually start sharing the story most dear to me, that I've been working on for several years now. Draft 1: Please be aware that this is first draft material. I do intend to come back to do a second draft after the story is complete. If anyone notices any issues whatsoever with the story, please let me know (pm, etc) so that I can improve the second draft. Writer's Pledge: I've taken the Writer's Pledge, meaning I'm commiting to completing this story. I'm a proud member of WriTE, a group dedicated to finishing stories. It will be done! Behind the Scenes notes: This picture was commissioned from an inked artist by the name of DanP. Up until the time of the protagonist's arrival, history has proceeded as before. Some places and characters have been borrowed from wikipedia entries of interesting figures from the time. I will make note in the chapter comments when such things come up. Naturally, I've taken a great deal of liberty with them. In interest of respecting individuals, I've either attempted to portray them as accurately as possible, or modified them sufficiently enough that they're simply an inspiration, instead of a real portrayal. I've attempted to be as accurate to the era as possible, but I'm not a historian. If you're aware of inaccuracies, please, bring them to my attention so that I can correct them.
8 115 - In Serial8 Chapters
The Right Place At The Wrong Time
"What will you feel if, by inevitable circumstance, you never see your most beloved ever again?" ~~~ In the year 2000, 18-year-old Steven Vincenzo moved from the Philippines to the USA due to his father's promotion. They settle down in a small neighborhood known as Izzaya, in a city called Haggrew. Just a few days after moving, he finds out about a dark past from the Prohibition Era that still haunts the neighborhood, a dark past full of grizzly murders and kidnappings. Determined to know more about it, he finds out that there are ties to an old abandoned house he always passes by in the neighborhood, seeing it as a lead. Hesitant at first, due to the fear of breaking and entering. In order to find out more, he needed to go into the abandoned house where he finds a mysterious door that isn't like any other in the house. The infamous door that was presumed to be "The Culprit's Room." He enters the room where he suddenly got sucked in by an unstoppable force. He wakes up outside the abandoned house, to a confused girl in front of him trying to get him back into his senses. This girl was wearing vintage clothing and had quite a distinct accent that Steven had never heard of before, except in movies and TV series. Looking around, he knew something was definitely wrong. The abandoned house looked newly built along with other old houses in the vicinity. Trying to understand the situation he's in with all the clues he has, he eventually asks the girl what year it currently was to confirm his speculations. To this, the girl replies with a serious tone, "1927." Steven doesn't know what to do with all this information. Will he be happy that he could know more about the dark past and possibly try preventing it? Will he be distressed in trying to figure out how to come back to his own time?
8 187 - In Serial157 Chapters
The Goddess’ Chosen
Destiny is a strange force indeed. One simple act can create a ripple, one simple change can cause a cataclysm. One act outside of the individual would be enough to alter one's life no matter how insignificant that life may be. This is the adventures of Allisa Reed, a young girl from our world who found the legendary sword Excalibur and taken to the magical world of Avalon. On the other side of the portal with her friends by her side, Allisa is forced into a conflict she is not prepared for, ordained as the Goddess Chosen to bring about one of two possible outcomes; Salvation or destruction. ------------------------------------ Author's notes: This is more or less the first draft of this story. Currently working on a second draft. Spelling and grammar is definitely my biggest weakness, particularly in my earlier stuff. I've done some editing and hopefully have ironed out most of these mistakes in my older chapters though I'm fairly certain there are some mistakes still left. This story is ongoing. Updates are slow as I publish when a chapter is ready. Expect long chapters for most of it. Just sort of my style. Only available on Royal road.com
8 137 - In Serial14 Chapters
All Things Must End
Milo thought he always lived an ordinary life. He had always seen miraculous occurrences but never put them to mind. Milo will discover that he is from one of the few families that have a Singula. Some will view him as being weak others will see him as strong, but only he knows the truth. What is a Singula? It gives its user spectacular powers and makes them "super men." How will Milo live in this world that he has newly discovered, follow along with Milo as he goes on an adventure as he strives to become the one who knows all.
8 436 - In Serial33 Chapters
Banana Bus Squad || My Hero Academia
The squad is teleported to a world where 80% of the population have abilities called quirks. When they learn of a school called UA. They decide to go there and check it out. Until certain incident gains them attention from the heroes and villains.|I don't own My Hero Academia or the YouTubers
8 472 - In Serial19 Chapters
Learn Japanese Language
Note: This is already the edited version.Well, this is not a story. It's a book where you can learn about Japanese so easy~~Read this and learn Japanese.I've already edited this book for some purposes. I'd like it to be more easy and convenient to understand. I'll also post some drills and exercises for you to easily remember what have you learned about the previous chapter. Enjoy reading! Arigatou!
8 198

