Darkness Emperor Mga Nobela at Kwento

descended an even larger shadow-a cloaked figure never seen before, grinning with two faces. Valtorius stiffened. "No... they called the Umbral Arbiter. This is... worse than I thought." And as the shadows swallowed the light again, Raven stared at her new enemy-with a gaze that was no longer fearful, but... lit with a determination she had never felt before. The hallway was now filled with colliding energies. Light and darkness competed for space, creating small explosions and invisible vortices that made the air heavy to breathe. Raven stood at the centre of it, her body emitting a purple light that now glowed darkly.

It was a smile that didn't touch her eyes, a chilling, predatory curve of the lips that held no warmth, no joy, only the cold, crystalline promise of retribution. The little girl who played by the rules was dead on the pavement in 2023. The woman who had just been born in her place knew that rules were for suckers. Rules were cages. She wasn't here to play their game anymore. She was here to burn the whole damn board to the ground and build a new one from the ashes. An empire. Her empire. She looked at her reflection in the dark screen of the fallen phone, at the stranger with her own young face, and whispered the two words that sealed her pact with this second life.

With each passing day, it became gradually darker and darker. She had no idea what was going on since she would just wake up and the hooded person would come to inject her, and she would fall back into a deep sleep. However, Once she woke up again after who knows when, Her blood became pitch black to the point that she was at the loss for words because of the disbelief. Everyday, she thought she would go crazy being trapped without knowing what time or day it has been. Even the Emperor did not pay her a visit. The only person she saw was the same hooded figure who had always appeared to put her back to sleep.

Utmost lividity was evident in his dark sea-green eyes at the mention of the man's name. Ren Lancaster is now the one who holds Frostville, a kingdom at the south near the werewolves' kingdom. After raising rebellion and killing the king, he proclaimed himself as the new king. At that time, David was there and he protected the princess he was fond of. But with Ren's dark magic, the people in Frostville were no match to him.

"Emma didn't tell me anything, and I haven't even seen her this morning." I smacked his arm and he grumbled. We were trying to stifle our laughter when the leader of the Glaze troop arrived, Chaz Egerton. My father was the overall leader of Glaze while Chaz was the commander of the Hunters. Glaze is a clan or family that has for decades eradicated dark witches who try to cause chaos, spread disease, terror, and so on. Glaze consists not only of hunters, but also healers and people who are committed to fighting magical practices. The Hunters numbered forty-one including Chaz and were divided into eight squads with a commander in each squad. We lined up according to our respective squads with

Of course, at the same time, Tadhg Walter turned into the Seven Wastes of Light Flower, and there were also signs of fragmentation, a Killing Religion incarcerated, and the aura of beings that disappeared began to appear. Feeling this aura, the Water Emperor and the Fire Emperor on the side were both stunned to the point of shock. They had never seen their master work so hard at anything, in their eyes, their master will always be on top, scheming, but now, Void Kill Emperor's entire body has cracks appearing on it, which makes it hard for them to believe. "Who is this Tadhg Walter, how can he be so strong!" "He is still a great emperor, and can fight with our master! Then how high will he b

"I will restore the scattered. I will light the heritage you tried to extinguish. And when I do, your reign is at an end." A gust of air swept down the hall as Emereah summoned the raw power coursing through her. The runes inscribed into the ancient stone began to throb, responding to her call. "You forget," Vladimir said, his voice a whisper of killing, "that I am the darkness that devours the light. You can rise—but I will be the darkness that devours you entirely." Emereah's eyes locked with his, unyielding. "Bring on the darkness, then. For I am the dawn that burns up the night."

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 villagers resented my existence so it came as no surprise that if a woman had to be sent to serve as a slave to the Empire, it would be me, the one they hated the most and needed the least. Two men entered the grand hall where around a hundred women were standing in rows like trophies on display, I was one of them. We were all dressed to please and entice men. We all wore the same dress, common for the concubine of this palace, in the bright red auspicious color of this empire. Simultaneously, we bowed low to greet the Emperor and his favorite son, the Crown Prince of the Flame Dragon Empire. I kept my head low and my eyes casted down to avoid catching anyone’s attention or inviting trou

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE