3 Sannin Legendaris Novels & Stories

"So let's continue. I was there when the great battle of the three realms happened ten thousand years ago. I was the guardian of the black crystal back then, Jidah." There was buzzing noise among the crowd. Some of them were scared. Some of them were honoured to see the legendary warrior of the sky realm which they only heard on the stories and books. "How can you prove it to us?" Someone asked. "You were defeated by those cunning daughters of Demon Master Lucis, right?" "Yeah!"

--- "Do you believe that four misfit people can save... the ending world? My name is Nini and this is my team. Follow our adventure inside the world of Ever Realms. "Will you be the legend have been intended to be?"

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued * —————————————————— Note: I really hope the criticism and suggestions on my story. If you wish, please write in the comments column. Thanks. 🤗🥰

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.

Zack shouted. And suddenly his underlings came out and rushed at us. I made a shuriken from ice and throw it to them! I turned the whole body of the other opponent to ice. I hit them with shuriken daggers and other weapons made of ice. Then I made a big circle out of ice and threw it to them. As the hours pass by we continue fighting them and we're already starting to get tired but until now they're numbers were not decreasing! Arrgghhh! F*ck! Seriously how many underlings does he have?

All of Novemton burst out in uproar as the scene unfolded. "That's six!” "War Legate Dominus has made himself a legend!" "Hahaha! The legate has killed six immortals in a reverse sweep, surpassing his mentor brilliantly and becoming the legendary sixth legate!" "Hooray for War Legate Dominus!" Countless voices echoed, cheers and shouts of excitement resounded, and the news reporter was overwhelmed with exhilaration. The people were immersed in the joy of Jerome's outstanding feat. Their excited screams and shouts filled the air as they offered Jerome their congratulations.

Storm walked up to her but stopped mid step when two more men walked inside the room too behind her, with blank expressions. For a moment, her heart skipped and hairs rose automatically, but she calmed herself down as the three walked further into the room. It was...the men, two of them were the man in the picture, but Storm could not figure out which one was in the picture because these two men standing beside Tasha looked exactly alike. No single difference… Well there are some differences. One looked leaner and his hair was styled in a bun, but aside that…she was practically staring at clones.

☪ Author's Note: ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. Please bear with me, because we bare bears. Just kidding…Enjoy! ☪ ━━━━━･ ｡ﾟ★: *.☪.* :★ ﾟ｡･━━━━━━ [ Magia, a place with four great and mighty kingdoms and a living legend about the moon. The moon in this fascinating world is not only one, seven is the total number of it made by Bathala. However, many years have passed and only one is left to shed light on the region.

and knowledge of how to make a thick clothing and materials, his name was sanyan, and he went straight home and just as he was entering, the honourables were waiting by the house, they wanted to make sure he did not flee the part of town, and he made a lot of colorful attires and to meet up the deadline, he did not eat nor sleep, and at the last day, he had made enough for all the honourables, and indeed it was so attractive and thick, now they asked him where he had hid the other four clothing makers, and he told them they were kept back to die and only was allowed to go home alive.they left and spread the news of the four who died for bringing the beautiful attire to mankind, but then the

Finn asks sarcastically. Nyctimus turns his attention to Finn. “It does. In the legend of Inanna, the chosen one would have four knights to protect her. As the god of the underworld would have four horsemen to carry out his work. In today’s version, I understand that was Silas, Orion, Senko, and Farrid.” “How do you know all this?” Curiously Mason asks.