Dark Star Emperor Novels & Stories

“Mr. Moonshade…” Elise shook her head. “You don’t know this, but although Dark Star is called an organization, they’re actually from a planet called ‘Darkstar’ beyond this world. Strictly speaking, their power is vast and belongs to a force outside the Immortal, Demonic, and Fiend Realms. If you kill them, their ancestral planet will never rest until you’re dead.” Celestial Blade Sect had a long-standing enmity with Dark Star, so as a member of the sect, Elise knew more secrets than Andrius.

The aura he possessed at that point was that of a powerful ruler, a king. What his eyes searched for was absolutely nothing but what his thoughts held were inconceivable. He knew that this was the last time he was going to be a free man. He knew that the moment he leaves the mansion, his entire being would be dedicated to nothing else but the country. He is Nolan Armstrong, the Imperial ruler of the east, and a ruler he shall remain. It is his life, his heritage. His thoughts were interrupted by Scorpion, but his eyes remained fixed outside.

The Emperor raised one hand. A sphere of darkness appeared above his palm. Inside it floated thousands of tiny stars. "Do you know what these are?" None of us answered. "They are the final memories of worlds that chose endless war." He closed his hand. The stars vanished. "They destroyed themselves." "The Void merely granted them peace." "No," Wesley replied firmly. "That is not peace." "That is surrender." For the first time... The Emperor laughed. It was not cruel. It was almost... amused. "You speak as Solarius once did."

Bladed energy's entire body was golden, carrying endless killing intent. A huge figure slowly appeared behind Star Sword Emperor. It was an unparalleled emperor. It wore a Dragon Shadow Divine Robe, and its eyes were full of emperor's power. It held a peerlessly sharp emperor sword in the hand.

Xiao Chen asked, looking at Aunt Jiang. "Yes, it seems they are using a slightly problematic formation. It is pushing us to the realm of a first-level emperor, and we cannot use our domains at this time. It is likely that they are all just low-level minions in the Dark Star hierarchy!" Xiao Chen did not understand what the Dark Star was, so Aunt Jiang explained that it was a crazy doctrine that defied life in the universe. They were enemies of nature itself, who had been fighting them all this time, but they should have been inactive for a long time due to their previous defeat. Although he didn't know any more information, it was said that the leader of this destructive organization had die

She then leaped back up and faced the enemy with her comrades. The emperor had not expected more people to show up. He gazed at the three of them and was shocked when he saw Strider. "Who are you? Why do I sense the same aura as mine coming from you?" The emperor felt Strider was the same as himself as they had both mutated under the effects of the meteorites. "I never expected there to be another person like me. You can’t be allowed to live." The emperor clenched his ax and swung a heavy strike.

He suddenly recognized the helpless orphan he had tortured so long ago. Devrim's eyes narrowed. "That is not my name. I am Emperor Devrim, husband to Her Majesty, Empress Aurora and foremost warrior in Valiant. I will defeat you." Ledford was shocked by the revelation. But it changed nothing. This man beneath him must die. The Captain pulled a knife from his belt and leaned back to finish off the Emperor. In a swift movement, Devrim pulled his knees to his chest and kicked Leford with all his might.

She was sure of that. “Well, I could compare you to the stars as well. Should I?” he chuckled and then went on. “Sometimes so distant and far away they seem so untouchable. However, the lights they shine are timeless in the way we understand time here on earth. Sometimes they make things out of nothing, and others, they can destroy everything around them, but that doesn’t change how they look as they sparkle against the darkness around them. They are also a beacon of hope and have a calming effect on people like me and you. Knowing that we once came to this planet as nothing more than spots of dust on a rock. Their beauty is everlasting, and people will see them in lifetimes before and after

And that’s how the Gods were lost to history until a warrior from both Heaven and Hell was born. This is the story of Damian Morningstar. A warrior with Hell’s fiery rage and a glimmer of Heaven’s light within him. With the Gods knowing his true nature he was imprisoned, bound by chains in the Prison of the Damned. He vowed that he would escape and that there would be no one to stand in his way. So, Damian made sure that he had gained his strength as he was bound by two bladed weapons, Heaven’s Light and Hell’s Fury.

"You don't have to. You make it obvious every time you look at me—like I'm an obligation you’re forced to endure." A flicker of something dark crosses his face. "That's not—" "It is." I take a breath, my voice trembling with the weight of the day. "I didn't want to marry a man who can barely stand to be in the same room as me. But we're here. The least you could do is stop acting like being near me is torture." Dante stands rigid, his jaw working as if he's grinding down a retort. Then, he pulls off his sunglasses. His eyes lock onto mine, stripped of their professional shield.