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Lilliana steps up before me and gives me a conspiratorial wink before she begins to recite the declarations. “Do you prince Lance Stallion of the Equivale Royal blood line, swear to lead with a fair and just hand, to guide your people to making the correct decisions without becoming a tyrant?” “I do.” “Do you swear to keep the peoples best interest as your priority, to always do what is best for Equivale?” “I swear.” “Do you promise to abide by the laws and alliances created by the gods. To protect and care for your fellow countries in the name of peace?”

Nicoria commanded Igikran to grab the book of prophecy; Igikran lengthens his winged hands to grab that one-eyed book. The book then faced Igikran; the pupil of the eye on the book dilated to reflect the image of him and flipped its pages to show his prophecy. The unalarmed attempt by the book of prophecy mesmerized Igikran, the dark page made of coal opened to show his prophecy in blood etching words, “Cherish mighty soul, Make worthy foe allied. Of royal power excels, Treasured the monarch dwells. Loyal, Wisdom, Trust As the rarest gift is known.”

“Wh-what do you mean?” He put his hand on his heart again as if he was taken back. “I apologize, I just assumed Reese would be assisting Kellina in preparing for her big debut as in custom in our pack to have those closest to you assist in preparation.” The High Priestess's eyebrows rose in anger. “And I commend you for being so welcoming to all members of our wolf pack. It goes a long way to show our pack that although our wolves may be different, we are still one force, together.”

A book sealed by blood, only to be opened by the heir who had both fire and forgiveness. “You must go alone,” the priest said. “Only one may enter the Vault.” Jian stepped forward. “She’s not going without me.” Chaewon touched his hand. “This is mine.” He held her gaze and nodded once. The door hissed open. Inside, the vault pulsed like a heartbeat. And there it was, on a pedestal of scorched stone…a book bound in dark leather, etched with fire-glyphs that moved like liquid under her gaze. As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own.

replied the man who did not bring a book. Then the man who was carrying the book said, “My lord, remember this place. We never lie. We are the right and left hands of the god of death. We are always observing the life of my Lord. Look at the clothes and crown worn by my Lord. All these are the clothes of the power of the god of death and a prophecy that has taken place, namely my Lord, the god of death defeating the black shadow who wants to rule the world and against the god of death. All that happened right today, as said in a prophecy. "

“I have never seen your magic, Eli, and I look forward to witnessing you in battle.” A quick breath escaped Eli’s nose. “You won’t be disappointed. In fact, I will be the one to carry and protect you, Your Highness.” Arth watched as Elicantris raised one hand into the air and called, “Awaken.” White light flashed above her hand, hurting Arth’s eyes that he had to cover them. When the light slowly faded, he uncovered her eyes, only to see an ancient golden book; flaring in white flames. Elicantris smiled, her face shone by the glowing light. “Surprised, Your Highness? I bet you’ve never seen an Ascension Summoning before …”

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

‘’YOU ARE MY SON ZARU, I AM LUX FIERRE’’ ‘’IN YOUR HANDS, THE BOOK OF DEOS WILL BE WRITTEN’’ ---- Sixteenth page of DEOS- Commandments Imimu-Zaru-erial Evko, whom I created in the name of Lux fierre, to you, I give thee, my commandments, give this to my people. I, the Creator of everything, who gave you life, shall be worshipped the entirety of your lives. Under the holy bridge is a sacred place, is where I want my name to be glorified, the shade casted under it will serve as your resting place, your worship to me is the only rest you need.

There was nothing I could do as I sat there seeing the anguish I had caused on these children. "Before I finish this, I have another inquiry to pose to you. How is it that you could guess my assaults as a whole? Did you utilize some kind of solution that empowered you to peruse my considerations?" He asked. Norval was dumbfounded, his hand jerking a little as he gazed vacantly. "Indeed, since I can't utilize it any longer, I should tell you," he eventually closed." You see, I've perused the full text of the Yulcites' Blessed Book, which all of you utilize as a grimoire. I'm mindful that the book is separated into six sections, every one of which depends on normal parts. The main part manages

Alder raised both hands in surrender and answered quickly, fear trembling beneath his calm tone. “They took the book! The Book of Damned! Kael has it!” Varek’s grip tightened. “And what does that… insignificant relic… have to do with me?” Eloria choked, forcing out the words. “The Book contains rituals… forbidden ones… it can alter the battlefield… shift power… bind… or kill entities like—” She gasped. “—like you.” Varek’s expression twisted. His fingers tightened another fraction. For a moment Alder was sure the Grand Magestress was going to die.