Immortal Hero 소설 & 이야기

When Chad was pushed away, he held onto Youlee; his hand felt warm and sticky. It was blood! He looked at Youlee in his arms. Her mouth was bright red, and her clothes were stained. Hansen's eyes widened in rage, and a golden light erupted from his body, revealing the immortal crown behind his head. He charged at Magnum like a bullet, grabbing the man's gun and crushing it into a lump of iron. "I'll kill you!" Magnum was not afraid of Hansen's fury. Instead, he arrogantly replied, "You can't kill me. My grandfather, Theoden Davidson, is the God of War—"

He laughed with blood dripping down his mouth, with Damon’s hand still locked around his throat, with the tree bark cracking behind his back, with his face so wild it didn’t even look human anymore, he laughed like one of those villains in the movies who knows the whole world is about to burn and wants to watch it happen just for fun. “You can’t kill me,” Darren choked out between that horrible laughter, his grin splitting wide, his voice shaking with the sound of it like he didn’t even care Damon could crush his windpipe any second. “I’m immortal, brother. Did you hear me? Immortal. We will see who dies first.” Immortal? And then he did it.

Had inflation become that bad? In fact, he had killed many Immortal Monarchs during that period. A Heavenly Immortal was truly inadequate, and he was not considered a hero for killing an Immortal Monarch. Thus, destroying a Heavenly Immortal would be a reversal of fortune in the real world. ‘Just wait! The omnipotent path of the Heavenly Emperor, Alex Rockefeller, has just begun!’ “Who are you?” The one who spoke wasn’t Sion, but Alex, the Divine Heir of Olympus. He rushed over

Seraphine whispered, her voice trembling against the roar of chaos. The immortal’s gaze was steady, unshakable. “Then we will surpass it. Together.” He released a pulse of energy, silver and gold threads weaving outward, striking the monstrous armies with precision born from their shared bond. Seraphine matched it, her hands glowing, shaping the chaotic magic into protective shields and offensive arcs of light. Every movement they made was synchronized, every strike an echo of their trust, their love. The First Immortal hovered above, his immense form radiating power that could collapse entire dimensions. “You think your love can stop me?” he roared, unleashing a torrent of energy that bent

"No.. I mean master... I'm just happy to see your God gave you, I mean immortals." "Nice!" He complimented Butt. "We will unbox this heaven-sent box! Don't you know Gods differed from Immortals?" He asked. "Immortals?" Butt is sure curious. "Yes! That God of mine is an Immortal!" "Ah..." (Author: Poor Butt you're fucking SCAMMED by this idiot.) "Now.... we will unbox The Immortal Artifact!" He called. 'I hope this is the heavenly sword artefact in the legend! Please....please give me a fucking sword.'

Houses and establishments were built all over. He met two mortals and his companion whom he meddled and mingled with in this time of the year. He fell in love with her yet, she can’t return his love. Leana and Geanne were the mortals whom he saved; Whitney, his lovely companion never left his side, they all escaped World War together. After the mortals left him, he felt lonely that he studied blood transfusion, he wanted Whitney to be an immortal. He never failed, his once mortal dog became immortal because of the blood transfusion. It was a successful one however, Whitney’s appearance changed. But it didn’t changed his companion’s attitude.

“The loser is the ugly one.” She invited the wrong girl. Zaya got there before she could take three steps on the stairs. “That’s unfair!” My daughter laughed while walking to her room. “Mina,” I asked her to watch over Zaya. I went to my library and sat on my favorite chair. Soon, Hella came in and sat next to me. “What was that?” “I don’t know,” “You looked bothered,” “I am, she said Zaya’s immortal. Only pure ones could have that immortality, Zaya can’t be immortal.” No matter how I said that. I couldn’t find it assuring as it should be.

She's eager to fight her in any way and get revenge for what happened to her mom. "That's good. I know you could defeat her. Your anger will make you stronger day by day and you will become powerful. So powerful that not even the chosen one could defeat you!" Amira gained more self confidence after hearing what Velion told her. Without thinking that Velion is just using her and anger is not the strongest weapon in the world. For instead of making her powerful, it will slowly destroy her. ******** (Mortal World) After traveling across dimensions, Hermes finally arrived in Citrine. He did not waste time for he knows that the whole immortal world is in chaos right now and he needs the chosen on

To ME. I cross my arms over my chest as I watch her. Despite all the years that have passed, she hasn’t changed one bit. She is still the stubborn ass redhead who ripped out my heart with no explanation all those years ago and now, she is standing before me, dressed in the black leather uniform of the Nyxrisian army, her hazel brown eyes burning with both anger and a twisted look of amusement towards me.

she says with an excited expression, and my mouth falls open. "What," I squeak out She pats my hand." Relax, honey." "Breathe." I nod quickly with wide eyes. "You and your mother are my only descendants. And I could not be more proud. You have so much untapped potential, my dear, and before you leave, I will help unlock it for you. After I do so, your immortality will activate. You won't stop aging until 25, but after that, no more. If all goes to plan, you and my ex-mates will rule the human realm until the end of time, unless you wish to return here, which you can. I, of course, have to allow it, but after all is well, I don't see a problem with it. Now I know you must be thinking that thi