Artorias Sword Novels & Stories

before any follow up training. After finishing his 100 Squats, Theo was dead tired, so he took 30 minute rest and start running. from his house to town is only 10 meters, so he decided that the route he will take will be that. running approx. 30 min minute, he took rest. so that he can start swinging the sword. After taking rest Theo took the sword, still mesmerized how beautiful was the black sword, he notice that, there was something engraved in the handle of sword. Theo look at the engraving and read," Agerico, hmm, it must be name of the sword, let see what is written down," he muttered." drop a drop of blood, what does it meant" feeling confused and little bit of fear, Theo decided that

The sword had a name: Uthar. A strange name for a sword, he thought. If he survived this long, he's worth taking. It would be too much to ask for a scabbard. Sword in hand he went through the forest. The shades of the dead slowly rose, trying to block his way. His instincts activated, he swung the sword at the shades. A group of them moved a step back. He moved a step forward. The group stood still, they waited. A tall shade appeared from the group, he was their leader. His great sword was ready to strike. Hjolt looked at him with disbelief, his eyes tricked him, and yet again the leader stood in front of him. He looked like yore King Rathar, ruler of the Northern provinces. There was no mis

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

To think that his master's sword will be pointing at her is something she would never imagine. "You don't have to do this." Amari was shaking. She was holding her sword and about to draw it. But her hand were shaking she can't do it---no she has to. Shakingly she drew her sword. The Aquarius relic replica sword, given by Alkhun. She just made a promise and she knew she have to hold on to it. "Very well. Defeat me and you win." After saying this nerom immediately disappeared out of thin air.

Callisto chuckled as the few other around Makaria began to slip away, making way for thier goddess. Artemis approached slowly, her slim eyebrows inching up as she waved a hand over the orb, rewinding the events that just took place. Not a soul breathed as she watched intently, shaking her hand before she was watching what was currently taking place. "You would think Alpha Sai would teach him how to woe women like he so filthily does," the goddess spat, taking a deep breath and running her hands through her translucent tresses. " It's looks as if Pomelia's fearful little friends has caught the attention of a priestess."

“No one should study how to kill them, the important thing is, as long as they will die before they can kill you! Now, we will make them drink the taste of our water.” On their way, Captain Black Beard and Azazel encounters three soldiers. “I have never encountered creatures with the power of water.” Azazel said, while positioning his feet on the ground. “Just kill them all, bully boy!” Captain Black Beard shouted and attacked the three soldiers. A soldier with long black-and-white hair and aged well quickly form a sword made of water and hardened it using the ice technique. Even before he could chop by the captain, he was able to defend himself with his sword made of water and ice. As they

Oscar answered and the master dismissed him shortly while Oscar walked out of the room in anger, but there was nothing he could do or he would suffer the same fate as his bother Rodolfo Draco. The master then walked to the inner throne room where only he goes Into and walked up to his golden shelf where he keeps his most important items. He gently opened the shelf and took out the tow magnificent looking swords as he stared at them with a tinge of happiness and accomplishment. "Very soon you two babies will be mine.. and so would this entire planet! It's just a matter of time and my wait would be worth it!" He laughed dryly as he fastened the not so magical sword behind his back and walked o

He turned and looked at me with wide eyes as blood pooled down his body. “SURPRISE!” I said before plunging the blade into his chest hitting him right in the heart. “Your Alpha made a mistake…sorry you had to die..” I said with a shrug and then walked out of the open door. ~ “Nice Job Artemis..” ~ Arya let out a soft laugh in my head as I walked. I laughed coldly then replied “Well, my name does mean Butcher..” She let out a howl full of laughter.

Their weapons—blessed steel, enchanted stones, ancient runes—clashed against the sorcery of the Elders, whose bodies twisted and warped into terrifying avatars of flame and void. Arthur moved through the chaos like a ghost reborn, his voice returned but unused. There was no need. His blade, now infused with the final spark of the Ember Sigil, sang louder than words. Each step he took was deliberate, cutting through shadows and flame, shielding the weak, drawing nearer to the chamber where Cathros awaited his final end.

Cracking sounds echoed through his body like his bones were about to fall apart. Noel and Ronan rushed out. Then, a streak of sword light shot straight into the sky. Sword power and sword intention surged around Noel, his eyes glowing like blades. "Sixth Sword!" With just a single slash, he wiped out the lingering force of the Five Emperors Warlord Fist. Attwell was surprised. "Boundless Heavensword? I didn't expect you to know that long-lost sword art. And you've already formed both the sword power and sword intention… It looks like you're working toward the sword core.