Arcane University Oblivion Novels & Stories

Yet, what I beheld within caused my jaw to drop in astonishment as if it had detached from my face and plummeted to the floor below. [You have acquired the Arcane Tower blueprint] “Huh?” [Arcane Towers, also known as Arcane Turrets, are Constructs forged from Mana ore, crafted to safeguard cities within ancient civilizations. Immobile and formidable, these towers serve as sentinels, relentlessly targeting any creature that dares to approach.] [Armed with potent abilities, Arcane Towers unleash antimagic rays that pierce through any form of physical or magical defence, rendering conventional barriers futile in the face of their onslaught.]

"W-What is that?" Ivana lay trembling on the bed, her face drained of color. It was the first time she had ever seen something like that, and terror rippled through her whole body. "That's the Death Writ." Truthfully, Ivana wasn't the only one scared. Evan's heart was pounding too. Before inheriting the Ninefold Arcane Arts, he had been just an ordinary man. He'd never touched geomancy, metaphysics—hell, even medicine and martial arts had once been foreign to him.

"And a practitioner who has been operating for seven years without oversight and who is somewhere in the western supernatural jurisdiction right now." "Yes," Tara says. "And Cort in Aldenvale," he says. "Who has been in the northern Nevada jurisdiction for thirty years and may know things about the organizational history that predate everything we have found." "Yes." He is quiet for a moment. "The fourth arc is larger than I understood when we named it." "The fourth arc," Tara says, "is everything that was already happening before we arrived in Silver Hollow. We have just started to see the edges of it." She begins folding the maps carefully along their original creases, the way she folds ev

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

ANA’s POV As I opened my eyes, I felt a wave of disbelief wash over me. It was as if the events of the party had been erased from my memory. Seeing them in person again, knowing that they thought I was dead, ignited a fire within me. It felt like I was being engulfed in flames, but I resisted the urge to act on my desire for revenge. I knew that rushing into action would only sabotage my carefully laid plans. My quest for vengeance has only just begun. I will make them suffer, little by little, until they understand the pain, anger, and hatred that I have endured.

“I understand. I have one final secret. One last truth that could change everything you think you know about this family. About the entire war we have been fighting.” John’s grip on my hand tightened. “What is it Sarah? Tell us. No more games.” Sarah looked at all of us, her eyes heavy with the weight of years. “The obsession was never just about me or Kane or Elena. There is one more person. Someone who has been pulling the strings from the very beginning. Someone who faked their death years ago and has been waiting for the perfect moment to destroy everything. Someone who wants the Voss bloodline for themselves. And that person is…”

GAHAHAHA! ‘’That’s so smart master!’’ ‘’of course. I can’t be a tribe leader if I’m not smart’’ What’s glorifying and cheering in enthusiastic voice behind him are the mantis tribe and wasp soldiers from the hybrid tribe. ---- ‘’Are you sure about this Niru? What are these arcs for?’’ ‘’These arcs… Pallor Mortis, the upper arc, Arku Aspatia, the arc below Miragin, and the third arc located at the shoulder of this mountain, The hand of sundial. These arcs are actually portals.’’

The university had built its celebration on top of its graveyard, and no one in the cheering stands above knew that the ground they danced on had once swallowed Duskbane blood by the barrel. "The ritual lines converge here," Austin whispered. He crouched beside me in the narrow maintenance tunnel, his silver eyes reflecting the faint glow of my violet flame where it sputtered against the thick, oxygen-starved air. "Every ley line in the university feeds into this point. The Games arena is the heart." I traced the seal's edge with my fingertips, following the groove where ancient iron had been buried in stone.