Apotheosis Light Novels & Stories

A pedestal rose from the ground, cradling the Aegis of Lumina a radiant, crystalline artifact that pulsed with an inner light. "This relic holds the power to counter the looming threat," the hero declared, their hand outstretched to grasp the Aegis. "With its light, we shall stand against the encroaching darkness and protect the Enchanted Realm."

The white light that came from my hands now circled with purple strands of lighting, slowly engulfing the entire orb. “Listen to her,” Bohdi cooed. “Let her flow through you.” Creed’s hand never left my waist, now holding me flush against his body. The orb levitated, the white light levitated in my hands as purple tangles of magic floated through his chest, causing his dragon to growl in approval. Purple strands circled above our heads and entered both Ondi and Apollo. Ondi’s smile grew three times the size, obviously knowing what was happening.

Herandra raved and cried to the light gods for aid, seeing as she was unable to act as he had won the duel far and square, but the decree came straight from illumino telling her to ‘hold fast for the son of light’. Detok bit his lip in frustration, how could he had been so blind to what had been literally staring him in the face all these while?, jason Alecto elixtu was obviously the son of light, anointed by illumino and chosen by aether to be the tip of the spear in the light gods’ weapon of battle against the dark pantheon, and the most infuriating aspect of it all was, the dark pantheon was limited in what they could do, they had played their hand in the wave of surprise attack they took

The light started fading, turning weaker and weaker. I couldn’t resist looking towards the spot where it had just shone so brightly it almost made me blind. But instead of the light, there was a shadow, a presence. A man. He was tall, so unbearably tall. Falling over his broad shoulders was a beautiful, thick, orange hair. Even in the darkness, the different shades made it look vibrant, like light was actually shining from it. He was wearing a white tunic, which stretched across his broad shoulders and protruding pecs, before it fell loosely around his middle, being tucked into his brown leather pants.

Alex replied sternly. "Clearly, you have no idea what you're talking about. I'm only fighting for what belongs to me." "By instilling fear in your subjects so that they can submit to you?" He seemed to have hit him below the belt as he growled and moved away from the throne. "A time will come when the light shall rise and the whole world will be able to see it with the naked eye. In a few days, it will either pass this part of the universe or strike a blow from which you may never recover. This light is the Orb. The Galaxus has written its fate and there's nothing you can do to change it. It will poison your waters and many of you shall die from its bitterness."

“By the will of the Radiant One, we sanctify her flesh and open her soul, that the Light may dwell within.” Elysia bowed her head. Her voice was clear and unwavering. “I am ready.” The congregation murmured, a wave of devotion swelling behind her. The Light’s symbol burned above the altar, a circle pierced by a single ray. The High Cleric raised his staff, its crystal gleaming with divine energy. “Step forward, child of grace. Become the vessel of dawn.” Elysia moved to the altar. The marble beneath her feet was warm, pulsing faintly with power. The light wrapped around her wrists, crawling up her arms, then over her chest. Her breath quickened.

It used the beads to drive Jonathan further into his obsession—into madness. In truth, the Blood of Essence of Echidna's descendants could never bring anyone back from the dead. Jonathan had been deceived. I had seen it with my own eyes. The prayer beads glowed gold, and Anna's face glowed too. It was something only I could see after my apotheosis. Of course, the mage could never raise the dead. At best, it could grant a brief return, letting life flicker for one last time. But… That wasn't nearly enough for me.

Ina had been born. The club lived. A universe of light and darkness, where sin ran rampant, and secrets were exchanged under bass beats. Music thudded off walls like a pulse, neon illuminating a dangerous sheen on bodies in motion to the rhythm of the night. Ina came, the heel of her shoe clicking against marble, and eyes following involuntarily without so much as a thought. Power. Freedom. Danger. She breathed it all. Tonight, she was not Lily. Tonight, she was better. She was unbeatable.

She turned her gaze to Aurelia, her eyes intense. “Daughter of the Light, open the gateway! Let the power flow! Show us the way!” Aurelia took a deep breath, closing her eyes. Come, she thought, opening herself completely. Let it come. I am ready. The reaction was instant. A pillar of silver light shot up from her body, piercing the high ceiling and seemingly connecting directly to the moon above. The power was immense. It roared like a waterfall, like a hurricane trapped in a room. The ground shook violently. Dust fell from the rafters, The walls cracked. The light flared up, blindingly bright, washing over everything and everyone, turning the world into pure white radiance.

Until she noticed Nomo's expression of cold, wide-eyed terror. "What in the Elder's name?" Nomo whispered, looking about as this blue light rapidly diffused through the scattered fissures in the ancient stone until the entire center slab shone as luminous as a lighthouse beam. This light did not stop illuminating the concentric rings that surrounded it; instead, it shone with a brilliance that could be seen through the scattered brush, and this light did not stop either. When it reached the outer ring, it diffused through spiderweb fractals on the earthy soil as if this light were seeping through scattered fissures and ley lines on the earth. And when it reached the surrounding treetops, thi