Celestial Champions Novels & Stories

"We understand your intention. It is our greatest wish to remain in the home you built with your own hands, and to protect this sacred land." Another spirit beast spoke up. "She is doing this for our sake. She saved us when we were wounded, sick, or weak." "That's right!" the others agreed, their spirits rallying. They offered Aria a deep bow, eyes bright with loyalty. Amid this solemn yet warm atmosphere, Landon stood out. He remained beneath the old willow tree, calm and detached, as though the awe-inspiring scene before him were of little consequence. The four Celestials—the majesty of the White Oracle, the grace of the Vermilion Bird, the weight of the White Aegis, and the courage of the

Celestial beings, ethereal entities that embodied the essence of the cosmos, awaited the couple within the celestial citadel. In the heart of the celestial citadel, a cosmic congregation unfolded. Celestial beings acknowledged Victoria and Alexander with nods of cosmic acknowledgment, signaling the beginning of a revelation that would shape the course of their celestial journey. Whispers of celestial winds carried echoes of ancient prophecies and cosmic truths that transcended the limitations of mortal understanding.

T H E S K I E S H A D lit up with the colors of blood. Celestial blood. Blood that had been shed following the Titanomachy or as the gods would most commonly identify it — the first Ultimate Speedverse war. The great cosmic battle saw the fall of many a powerful Celestials as they tore each other apart trying to acquire the three entities that made up the cosmos—the three Heralds of the Ultimate Speedverse. Of the trio, the most potent and most coveted Herald—Reign—had been too solemn of an entity for a Celestial to just take and wield which was why it got easily lost throughout the great battle.

Then. He paused for a moment, then continued, "The first chalice is probably still in their hands. Do you know what the consequences will be?" Chaz came closer to me. "The witches will can't be burned by fire! The first chalice is a fire-proof chalice. If that happens, we won't be able to kill them by burning them." Chaz looked away and turned around. I could see that he was worried. Of course, all the Hunters would panic hearing it.

Without another word, Nethaneel leaped off and plunged into the crowd below. The battle was fierce, with Cerulean's defenders rallying against the relentless onslaught of the shapeless monsters. Azrael and Nethaneel fought side by side, their swords cutting through the darkness with unwavering resolve. Their celestial powers blazed like beacons of hope, illuminating the night sky with their radiant energy.

Outside the Heaven Palace, the few who had been appointed Dominus Noster along with a cohort of quasi-royal celestials were faced with the grim reality at hand. Clad in resplendent hues, Callide—who was their leader and carried the title Dominus Noster Arcanum—donned celestial attire woven from stars and the galaxy. With a regal bearing, she commanded from atop a cloud, "Follow me, my brethren! We shall vanquish the extraterrestrials in the Devil Realm!"

Jase says menacingly. Storm’s eyes narrow and he crosses his arms over his chest. “Don’t think I don’t know you work for the Death Kings. I am the leader of C.H.A.O.S. and you’re on my turf where I hold seniority. You and your team are here to train under us for now, Storm Diesel Benson aka Clyde, leader of Tempest.” Jase has a smile of superiority playing across his lips.

He's a necromancer, way more superior than any wolf in this world. "It's fine, Sushi. I know you are not used to the climate. We are staying here as well longer than we are expecting because of the unforeseen circumstances." I answered him. "We are having a hard time finding the clue, but fortunately we can find it now. But somehow, do you know about Charybdis?" I asked him. His golden eyes shimmered and a glint of recognition flashed his eyes. I felt happy because Sushi seemed to know this. Charybdis is one of the ancient titans and is undefeated. Its monstrous scale is dominating and it destroys aught yond past its t'rrit'ry.

The Ember Hollow’s stellar chamber was hushed beneath a canopy of carved constellations. Torches set into radial niches cast dancing shadows on the vaulted ceiling. Selene’s circle of scouts—Orion, Vera, Lucien, and two defected Sentinels—gathered around a holo-map projected above a stone dais.

"COME HOME, DAUGHTER." Tamara shot upright. Kai was already awake, eyes wide. "COME HOME BEFORE I COME FOR YOU." Selenius. The Moon King. Luna and Astra. Her ancestor. "THE BARRIERS WEAKEN. THE SEAL KEEPER SCREAMS. THE BRIDGE MUST CHOOSE." Downstairs, wolves were howling in fear. Somewhere in the house, glass shattered. "SEVEN SEALS. SEVEN CHANCES. SEVEN PIECES OF A MOTHER'S HEART."