Apotheosis Light Novels & Stories

(Adelaide & Caelum) Power burst through him like a sun exploding underwater—white-gold fire racing over his skin, searing through the leash spell at his wrist, burning Apollo’s mark into ash. The corridor brightened so sharply the shadows fled to the corners, recoiling like sinners from a shrine.

The next day, the observatory's official social account announced that Lucas had discovered a new star, and he had named it "S" Countless comments flooded Serena's post from the previous day. "Wow, it's true. That's pretty impressive, Serena!" "Did Professor Thorne see your post and name it for you on purpose?" Just then, Lucas walked through the door. "Wilma, did you see? I named the star 'S.' It stands for 'seven' in light of our anniversary." I looked up at him coldly. "Then what's going on with your assistant? That's not what she said in her post."

Alexander, standing beside me, grips my shoulders tightly, pulling me closer to him, as if he could shield me from the immense power filling the space. The beam slowly envelops Caelum, wrapping around him like a golden serpent. The light pulses, a living throb that syncs with the beat of my own heart. It’s hypnotic and terrifying. When the light is finally absorbed into Caelum's body, it feels as if time itself pauses for a moment. Seraphina stops chanting, and the environment returns to normal with an almost audible sigh. She casually wipes her hands, a gesture that contradicts the magnitude of what she's just done.

She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it gently. "We are werewolves, not monsters," she says softly. "Our pack is called the Shadows and is led by Gabriel Valley. He became our leader after his father's death some months ago." I sigh and turn to look at her. Her blue eyes look sad as she stares at me. "I promise you my child, you are not a monster. Being different is your greatest power," she whispers, grazing her fingers across my eyebrows. "You'll see," she adds with a faint smile. I stare at her drowning in my thoughts. I think about everything. Me. Them. The pack. I'd have sworn last night was just a dream but I know what I saw and felt. It was all too real. "Your father and I are going

As the machine whirred to life, a beam of light materialized, aiming directly at Aeron's forehead. Aeron, restrained and vulnerable, felt the ominous presence of the approaching energy. His eyes widened with a mixture of fear and disbelief as the light descended upon him, its ethereal glow casting an otherworldly aura. The room seemed to hold its breath as the beam connected with Aeron's forehead, a gateway to the very essence of his formidable powers.

It lunged towards the altar, a colossal fist aimed to crush the frail figures before it. Just as the titan's fist was about to descend, a blinding light erupted from the altar. The binding glyphs, repowered by Maya's channeling and the key's essence, pulsed with an otherworldly brilliance. Tendrils of pure light lashed out,enveloping the titan in a luminous prison. The entity shrieked in a voice that seemed to tear at the very fabric of reality. Its form contorted as the light constricted,forcing it back towards the dimensional rift above. The cavern walls groaned under the strain, threatening to collapse once more.

She smiled at me and nodded. "Nicole and Nicolas asked of both of you. We said you were busy," she told me, and tears welled up in my eyes because I missed them. I was sure Alex missed them too. I hoped we ended up winning this thing because Apophis had bested all of us so far and was still winning with the way things were looking. "Pray to her, and she will come. It is her mad light that covers us now. She will hear you and your god aura can easily seek hers out," Audrey said, walking toward me. I nodded, took a deep breath, and closed my eyes to pray.

Behind the nine King level disciples, apparition / phantom s flickered one after another. The 18 apparition / phantom s burst out from each other, and in an instant, endless power was spreading. "What's that?" When he saw the 18 apparition / phantoms, more than half of the disciples' faces began to change violently. Each of the eighteen apparition / phantoms was emanating a sacred light. The aura of honor and light swirled and merged together. "It's Divine Light!" Finally, someone shouted with certainty. "That was the benefit of the previous battle for the throne. It's obvious that once one becomes one of the top nine kings, or even the top nine kings, the dazzling light will merge into one'

To draw out blood, the blood in which he used to craft a blood ruin on his other hands inner palm, he clasped his hands together emitting a soothing blueish light and palm the ground they were standing on. The ground obeyed his imagination and started to move, like a tidal wave the one strong and hard floor was turned to a malleable substance which produced spikes that rushed to Azathoth who watched as the foothold he was on turned to something deadly. Azathoth extended his hand forward and unfurled his fingers, a serge of divine lightning smashed from the sky and onto the rock slides destroying every bit of the animated terrain. Done he directed his fist at Rogue sending another devastating

Hopefully it wouldn't mess up the spell. I placed the bloodied items on the points of the star, and the campfire items on the other points. I sprinkled pine needles all over the circle, then took the knife from my pack and cut the bottom of my hand open. My bloodied hand held the paper. It trembled as I read it. I was still surprised the words were in English. I was expecting Latin or some hard to pronounce gibberish. "I seek the power of Azserroke, Demon of the Darkness. Bring to me my other half, my blood, my soul, my sister in the womb. I offer you the blood to seek my desire. I offer you the power of this soul."