Novel & Cerita Berserk Book First Page

she said and stands up to sat beside me. "Well, putting aside his child like personality, he can be nice. Can" I said putting the very emphasis to the last word that I said. Justin smiled at me and dig in to her pasta and garlic bread. I open the book, The First Born, could be read on the first page of the book. Unlike the other books, materials and researches that I have that usually talk about everything about the Lycanthropes, this is the first time that I have encounter something about the first child from their race.

"Who are we fighting against? Or should I ask what are we fighting against?" Eira feared he wouldn't answer because he opened the spell-book again. The sound of pages flipping filled the air apart from the cracking of burning flames about to extinguish. Then, he stopped at a page. Silently, Josh passed the book towards her and gestured her to read. Her eyes first went to the hand-drawn pictures on it. At the top a full moon; a naked man at one end, in the middle what seemed to be a man with a bad posture like her—a hunched back, with hairy body and at the other end, a beast. A four legged hairy beast with sharp canines and claws. A wolf. Then her eyes flitted to the heading and a sigh of awe

But I forced it down. I didn’t come this far to retreat.Swallowing my disgust, I stepped forward. Each step felt heavier than the last, as though the ground itself resisted my presence. My fingers trembled slightly as I reached into my satchel and pulled out the book. It was inheritance of the previous Head Priestess. My hands tightened around it. I hadn’t mastered a single page. Flipping it open, I scanned the pages quickly, the ancient wolf script twisting across the parchment in intricate patterns. My eyes darted from line to line until something caught my attention

The unborn child already had a name. Then the first Blood Feather book opened by itself, and the first page showed a drawing of a baby wearing two crowns.

No name, no copyright claims… Who would leave something this private in a library? The chair screeched against the floor as I adjusted into it. I turned on the flashlight on my phone, opening the book to reveal the golden letters that filled each page. [All an Alpha ever wants from an Omega is peace.] Those were the words on the first page, and the next was followed by drawings of sexual styles. At first one would think it was sword art, but upon observation it became clear. [Extreme pleasure can only be gained when trust is assured by both parties.]

"Fenrir fulfilled his dark purpose." "Yes." "Seraphina fulfilled hers." "Yes." "And what of the Child of Dawn?" The man's smile widened, an unsettling glimmer in his eye. "He exceeded every single expectation." He placed a heavy, leather-bound journal onto the stone table, the ancient dust swirling around it. The faded gold lettering on the cover read: *The Book of the First Age*. He flipped the heavy parchment pages open to the very final leaf. Inside was a meticulously detailed ink portrait. It wasn't a drawing of Fenrir, nor Elyria, nor the cosmic Seven Keepers. It was a portrait of a fierce young man with piercing golden eyes.

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b

It rested upon a marble pedestal in the center of the room. Bound in white leather. Its pages shimmered like silver leaves. Kael blinked. “We nearly died…” “…for a book?” Dante folded his arms. “Knowing our luck…” “…it’s going to try killing us too.” Cassian actually smiled. “It has tried.” Kael immediately took three steps backward. “I knew it.” ⸻ The Keeper carefully lifted the ancient tome. The cover bore no title. Only the crest of the First Kingdom. He opened it.

Becky asked again. The lady took her hand and take her towards the giant book name “Prophetic Gaze “which has a silver shiny cover. It has a huge golden lock. “What is this giant book”. Becky asked while touching the sparking cover of the book. As she touches the book cover, the strong rays emit from the book and glow the area around it. It is more like a dream. Becky felt a sudden jolt in her fingers which touch the area. She became shocked looking at the book and immediately pull her hand back.

But due to the old age, the part of the leather had turned dusty, causing it to crack and peel off. Rose who was handed the book slowly opened the book that made a slight cracking noise. She stared at the old yellow pages, opening it to find that the book had not only been hand written but also had drawn. There was a vampire in the first page, drawn by hand, their figure, features, and even the maliciousness was exactly the same as what she had seen before. It made her curious of the other beings drawn there, finding skeletons that could move and act on their own, animals that were dead but would fight upon a magic casted by the sorcerer.