Darkness Rifts Throne World Novels & Stories

For example, Avatar does not mean a class but the term in a video game to design a playable character, the jobs represented the branches and therefore the most likely was that the rank D dungeon was a rift. "Um... This could be a problem... I just got promoted to D-rank, can I complete a rift?... Should I do it by myself?" This could really be a problem, firstly there is a huge difference between fighting random beasts and fighting in an actual rift. Rifts are home to a form of monster much more dangerous than the average in nature: disasters. Unlike the other monsters, Disasters had a form of organization, combat strategies, and a hierarchy with a monster among monsters at the top, the boss

No words needed to be said, but the two wolves were strong as fuck. We walked passed them, noting the way their eyes remained on the floor the entire time. We came into a lavish white dining room with grey and silver accents and a dining table with twelve chairs around it. Each seat was occupied, except the one by Riftan's right, and the other two seats down his left. My brother was settled at the foot of the table, while Riftan took the throne chair. Clad in a black shirt and undoubtedly, a pair of black dress pants and shoes, he looked like a bloody Dark Lord. Like he owned the realms of everything that awakened during the night. Like he was made to sit in that chair and have everyone else

She staggered forward, her mind scrambling for answers, for something that would make sense of this nightmare. Suddenly, the darkness in front of her split open. A deep rumbling sound echoed from beyond, growing louder by the second. The cracks widened, revealing a vast chasm of swirling shadows, a yawning void that seemed to stretch on forever. She could feel it—whatever lay beyond the rift was not of this world. It was ancient. Powerful. And it was calling to her. Evryn hesitated for a moment, her instincts screaming at her to turn back. But there was no going back now. The Nexus was collapsing, the walls falling away, and the rift beckoned her. She had no choice but to leap into the unkno

“Yes. Tear each other apart, little Alphas. Fight for her heart while the world drowns. You don’t even see what’s happening!” She pointed toward the Rift, where the eclipse light bled into cracks across the ground. “The throne is not a seat. It is a seal. And if your precious girl sits, she won’t wear a crown—she’ll unlock him.” Her words silenced the battlefield, if only for a heartbeat. --- The Prison of Fenris Inside the Rift, Serena froze as the ground split beside the throne. Chains clattered. A low, guttural growl rose from the depths, vibrating through her marrow.

“They disappeared.” I grip the blanket tightly, my knuckles aching. “She didn’t just take the throne. She cursed me. Every time I reach eighteen, I die. Every single time.” Martha stares at me, her expression softening with pity. “You’ve had a terrible dream, Ethan. Let’s not—” “I’ve lived it,” I snap, my voice sharper than I intended. “Six times, Martha. I’ve lived it six times, and every time, I die before I can fix it. She’s taken everything from me—my father, my brothers, my throne… Jane.”

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

he says standing up and walking towards the door he stops next to me and comments. “hey Ratko, I know you've always told me that I shouldn't get involved with anyone, but I think I met,” I see him seriously and snap "If you want me to die with a headshot, continue with your game…" I turn and leave the room, leaving him alone and surprised by my answer. In this world, such a thing as love does not exist, such a thing as a relationship does not exist, in my world, in Darkness, there is only one thing, kill or be killed.

"Wait... eternal blackness? Like the darkness?" Remi shrugged. "I don't know. I am only telling you the legend as I heard it. Are you going to let me finish?" He gave me an irritated look. I nodded for him to continue while I ignored his sass. "It is said..." He waited for me to interrupt again. When I didn't, he continued, "that it can call to its wielder's darker half in a time of need to help maintain the balance of the realms. It is unlocked through solving three puzzles."

Even if a warrior used all his strength, he could only see things within ten meters around him. Darkness had descended. In the endless horrible darkness, 880 golden thrones were the only things shining brightly between heaven and earth. They were bringing the only light to the dark world like the eternally shining stars in the dark universe. Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! The chaotic layer of ashes continued to expand and explode. There was terrifying force gushing out. Fortunately, the creatures and masters on the gold thrones weren't affected since they were protected by the light shields on the thrones.

Esmer smirked. “We can’t stay here for more than a week,” Rurik said what he was thinking since he opened his eyes in the morning. Before the start of the Dark Eclipse, Sansy solemnly declared that his daughter deserved the throne and would win over Ambrose to his small band of believers, but no one readily believed it unless the White Wolf appeared on Moon's Arrival. Esmer was sure even Sansy didn’t think the barrier between the worlds would really be broken and the 'gate' will open. He was aiming for the throne.