“How fitting,” A handsome green-eyed man dressed in a beautiful white robe gazed at the huge trees that blocked his path. Countless roars resounded from behind the trees. These roars were filled with power and strength. The auras of several Heaven Realm Beasts could be felt from within those roars. And one could even make out the aura of a few Noble Beasts, yet the handsome gentleman in white didn’t seem fazed by them.
The man ignored the warning growls of the beasts within the forest, and instead of moving away from the forest – a task that would have been all too simple considering that he was only standing on the outskirts of it – he crossed the boundary and entered it.
Once he did several threatening auras locked on to him. Like a tsunami of power beasts of varying sizes and strengths rushed towards the man. There were large cats, dog-like creatures, and even Winged Serpents of varying sizes in this great assembly of beasts. The eyes o
A cheerful season is upon us once again. And once again the end of the year apporaches, and though the season has come over and over again for many of us, its magic and delightfulness is not lost on us. I am happy to have you celebrating this season with me. And I am grateful to God for bringing us all to the end of another year. In the Spirit of a cheerful Christmas, I will be uploading two chapters every Saturday instead of one from this day till January 2, 2022 by God's grace. Please stay safe and be blessed. And have a lovely Christmas: one filled with cheer that spills swellingly into the year that approaches anew.
There were many gods in this universe. And each god clan had its own residence. However, for the god clans that ruled over the heavens, their status was far from that of the ordinary god clans. Of the 7 Heavenly Realms, the rulers were each strong and powerful. And rarely did their clans become engulfed in the struggles that plagued other god clans. But this was a strange year. For two of the Heavenly Realms were plagued with exactly these kind of troubles. For the 1st and 2nd Heavenly Realms were in turmoil, and the worlds that fell under their jurisdiction felt the effects of their chaotic battle for succession. The 2nd Heaven was the realm of the Olympians. Aries, the son of Zeus and brother of Athena had declared himself king after defeating his father – Zeus. Along with his declaration was a fierce struggle that was still ongoing even till this day. The 1st Heaven was slightly better off in comparison to the 2nd Heaven. For the 1st Heaven still had Thor – the
“That’s the last of them,” Thor stated as he crushed the head of an Ascended Giant easily with nothing but his bare hands. Next to him was the Valkyrie who shared many of his facial features. The beautiful Valkyrie evaded the blow of an Ascended Giant herself, before twisting her body and making her way behind the Frost Giant to deliver a devastating jab to its temple. Then she leaped high into the air and came crushing down with her sword.*Whish*The head of the Frost Giant came off quite simply. These two made killing Ascenders look really simple.“Don’t wipe that on your cape,” Thrud, daughter of Thor and one of the Heads of the Valkyries chided as she forcefully separated the God of Thunder’s hands from his cape. Alas, the simple thunder god had already wiped much of the blood and gore onto his golden cape.“Sorry,” Thor shrunk back from his daughter’s piercing gaze.“Frigg work
In a desolate land long destroyed during the war of the gods so many millennia ago, a cloaked man with a raven perched on his shoulder resided. He was seated on a small solitary rock; his eyes fixed on what was before him. Before this man was a tear in the dimensional space; a new land of pure energy right before him. In his hand was a long wooden staff that looked insignificant and unimpressive, regardless of which angle one viewed it from. Yet the specks of Edict that flocked towards it and latched onto the staff said otherwise.*Croak*Along with a loud caw, another small raven descended from the clouds and landed stably on the unoccupied shoulder of the man – nay, the god.“Oh Huginn? You’re back. What did you find out?” The man’s raspy voice was heard as he strangely communicated with the bird.*Croak*The black feathered bird displayed its unusually high intelligence by actually cawing out a reply. And even stran
In the World of the Three Great Races; A Few Minutes After Mane Had Been Taken“Matriarch, I have found her body,” a tall man with a gorgeous sword strapped to his waist was knelt right next to a withered corpse. Although the condition of the corpse wasn’t great, with several bruises and injuries littering its frame and severely atrophied muscles, this man still recognised the corpse. And why wouldn’t he? After all, this woman had been his rival for over a hundred years. This man was the aide of the Matriarch of the Ancients. And as it was, as it always had been, he was here with the woman who held the fates of every Ancient in her aged hands.The Matriarch of the Ancients was several meters away from her aide. Her focus was on the four figures hanging from the pole. She stared at them with eyes that radiated with infinite wisdom, almost as if they had been soaked in the well of Mimir for dozens of years before being gi
Intersection, Within the Palace of the Barbarian LordMagma was seated upon his throne of authority, his mood a much improved one from the last time when he heard of his sister’s death. Next to him was Rasa the Wise Flame. However they weren’t the only ones here. Although Waska was nowhere to be found, almost every Elder was here before them. And in their midst was a beautiful woman covered in dust kneeling on the ground. As she spoke the looks of the Elders grew grimmer and grimmer. Ugly expressions overtook the faces that were formerly filled with a genuine lack of interest. And they began to speak amongst themselves.“If what she says is true, then we must strike ourselves”“Yes. Based on her report this boy is too dangerous to be left alive.”“To think that a Pseudo Nightmare would be able to take on an entire team stronger than him and force a Nightmare to retreat.”“It’s unbelievable”
The Barbarian Race was blessed with 7 Ancestors. They were blessed with seven men and women who had the power of Phenoms. However, these 7 weren’t always around. At times all but one were outside Intersection, seeking to find the mysteries of the world they didn’t quite understand although they had reached the very summit of the said world. It was rare for all 7 to be present at Intersection at a time. At most there would be about 4 or 5 available. But even then, the people of Intersection had no idea which Ancestors were around, and how many remained to watch over their city. Even the Elders weren’t privy to such knowledge. Of course there were some Elders who knew more than others. A few families which were blessed to have a member of their race as an Ancestor knew when their Ancestors were around. And an Elder like Glass was also made privy to such knowledge because of his special identity. However, there was one person who was always aware of the movement of th
“Calm down Primogenitor,” Pathfinder placed his hand on his ancestor’s shoulder in an attempt to calm her down. Very few things could make the one, true ancestor of the Barbarians lose control.Unfortunately, Ashera was one of those few things. In fact, the other ancestors knew that to mention the name Ashera in her presence was inviting her wrath. And no one wanted that – not even those who now shared a status almost equal to hers.“Whew. Sorry about that.” Primogenitor apologized with a bright smile on her face. It was almost as if her outburst from before was nothing but an illusion. But it wasn’t. And Magma knew that all too well. His pale face and rapidly trembling frame from the residual aura of a powerful Phenom was proof of that.“Calm yourself,” Pathfinder furrowed his brows and placed his hand on Magma’s shoulder. Immediately Magma felt a warm current flowing through his body and calming his r