Daily Life Of An Imortal King นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I don’t understand, sir. No matter how far away the outskirts is, it’s still part of Country H. It doesn’t matter what kind of powerful forces are coming… “They wouldn’t dare ignore the law and do as they please, right?” Dutch said. “Normally speaking, you’re right…” Harvey said. “But throughout the country’s history, people have been chasing after one thing. “Since ancient times, every single king would fight for the first half of their lives just to rule forever. And to be immortal, they kept fighting for the latter half of their lives as well. “If kings are like this, what do you think of the powerful forces that are coming here? The bead’s all about everlasting life, after all.”

she continued, and I couldn't help but feel slightly relieved by her words. "What about immortality?" I asked, and she gave me another smile. "We aren't immortal, but we do live much longer than humans. We grow like humans until we reach nineteen years old, and then our aging slows down. Those who appear to be in their early thirties may have lived three hundred years or so." I gulped, picturing Abdiel and realizing that he might have lived through more than several centuries. Then another thing occurred to me. "If there are royals… is there a king?"

Getting dressed and getting off her last sex partner, she kicked the dust off what was left of each of them and went to take a long shower to get rid of the fluids. He took the communicator from his jumpsuit and contacted the king of the dead. Very interesting, thought a Lich King, king of kings, his race was immune to human diseases, because to begin with, they died a long time ago, but they didn't stay dead, others like him, are eternal, not even when they die, do they stay dead. They are leaders of a sect that promises the end of problems and eternal life, since the Sect itself belongs to a dead man, the dead king who has reigned for thousands of years.

"You will have to give a sacrifice for that. A dear sacrifice. Where you will have to reign over the world, you will have to do something great, sly and wise at the same moment. I fear that your companion is wiser than necessary." "What is it? That I have to sacrifice? I am ready for anything.", king was in way too hurry to know about that, to attain the eternal life. The eye lughed an evil laugh, at the haste that he held inside his heart. "That's the spirit that is needed for it. It's worth the reward. An immortal life, a life where you will reign forever. But, the more the reward, the harder the gamble will be.

The Immortal shook his head slowly. “No.” Seraphine frowned. “But the messenger said” “He serves the First Immortal.” The room went silent. Seraphine felt the weight of that realization hit her all at once. “You’re telling me…” Her voice dropped. “…that the First Immortal isn’t the king.” “No.” The Immortal’s eyes darkened. “He’s just the general.” A cold wave ran through her. “Then who’s the king?” For a moment, the Immortal said nothing.

“But this healer… she said she knew the King from before he disappeared” Now the look of disbelief transformed to one of irritation. “She is only bluffing. The only immortals are the royals. Every other immortal sacrificed their lives for the sustenance of Townsend which were just two at the time. Immortality is passed on from reign to reign. Meaning if King Xanthanius was to pass down his crown to the next Townsend, he would make the Townsend an immortal as the way the previous ruler had made his family immortal under the order of Hecate coronation. Another story you would come across while reading. This is done in case unfortunate events occur to the ruling Townsend, there would be a repla

Those cases were called Spector protocols and more often than not, the reapers would just let the soul become ghosts. There was no protocol for what Lisa had just seen. She had never heard of anything like that happening in all her time as a reaper. Humans were born, they lived and they died, the end. That was the iron law of the universe that every human was subject to without exception. Of course, some could get lucky and survive fatal incidents but no one was so lucky that their wounds instantly healed. Something was definitely up and Lisa had a feeling she wouldn’t like what came next.

I began, my voice carrying a mix of curiosity and admiration, "what is life like in the realm of royalty? I mean, what are your days like when you are not dealing with... well, matters of the kingdom?" Liam's gaze shifted from the passing scenery to me, a warm smile playing on his lips. "Life as a king," he mused, "is a delicate balance between duty and personal moments. There are days filled with court affairs, meetings with dignitaries, and decisions that shape the fate of the kingdom. But amid all that, there are moments of solitude, reflection, and appreciation for the simple joys life has to offer."

“Nonsense to you, but facts to us humans. Alderan may be the safest region, but the truth is that this palace is more dangerous for humans than outside it.” He opened his mouth to respond, but I was too worked up to let him speak. “My chances of survival improve drastically as soon as I step out of here, as there’s no blood-crazy soldier to kill me… to kill us over minor things, in your name!. And there wouldn’t even be a blink of an investigation if a slave human died in the palace of our king that we were dutifully serving.“ I shook my head, “Not even a proper burial. So forgive my survival instincts, Your Majesty, for imagining ‘nonsense.’”

Butt said. "Yes, you are also. Would you tell him the truth?" Dick asked. "No, not now. My master is not that strong. His immortal is just supporting him. I can only make use of his power. When I take back the throne then I can thank him. I can also offer him a position." Butt decided. "Yeah! He is lucky to be given by a God like you Butt!" Dick similarly said. "Umm... still we don't know who is this immortal. Let us be careful. He is stronger when he is in danger!" Butt recalled when he fought him in the darkness.