Demacia Arcane Novels & Stories

I knew that was a silly question because I had seen with my own eyes that it had changed form, but I just didn't expect it. "Titans are magical beasts who can shift into a semi-human form." Elijah suddenly promised me that I felt a little shame—no, a big shame. "Oh, I see," I responded shyly and kept quiet. Step back, I will now summon the relic. Faris said that's why we retreated. He just stood there in the middle of the lava, regardless of the heat. I noticed that he was suddenly surrounded by golden dust, just like the tree in my room. Wyst'ria, the benevolent land of the gods. The fireth within thee, raging and untamed. From the power within my soul, I hereby summon the relic of fireth.

Barry left her alone to go to the kitchen. Her curiosity is one of the things that she hates about herself. When there's something bothering her, she will do everything she can to know more about it. She loves learning new things, and uncovering secrets. And now that she knows more about her lineage, she wants to understand everything. "Book of Demonology?" She found a book hidden behind a pile of old journals. From the look of it, someone hid the book intentionally. It was thick and old, and dusty. As she flipped through the pages, she saw something that caught her attention.

"Vershala tulian das lo berruas." The red circle glowed bright and violent against the grass in front of me. "Kalha vas notha rak! Kastem!" I released the Talent into the spell, enjoying the rush of cool sensation racing along my skin as the summoning circle shrank to a pinpoint, then exploded in a burst of light. The doglike demon, Kastem, stared at me, waiting.

It was was the red moon day in Hades court, the sacrificial day and also a day to give back to their source, "The End Realm" All elders sitted round the sacred coven,dresed in a black cloak with each holding there magic wand, with an empty seat is empty, that of Meera. Just before the ritual began, the eldest of the court summoned their acient witch mother, the only witch in history posses the dark crystal. The head however couldn't get through, he noticed something was wrong. He felts detached from his root, he felt like his access has been denied.

An Jieun’s hand went to her chest almost to protect it. “This is how a demigod can exist in our world. One mortal heart and one immortal but they are tied to each other. One heart cannot survive on its own. The second heart is her yeowoo guseul.” I look at An Jieun then back at Ithildin. What is going on right now? “Wait can we take a step back and explain everything please.” Dad stays calm as always getting all the info.

I announced. "We fought demons… this whole town was filled with demons. Like some factory was manufacturing them." said Raquel. "You assumed it right." Eira pointed it out. "What lead did you get?" Azeal asked us. "There is a demon king here in a demon castle and the army of demons was rising inside that place. We need to hurry because he will leash those demons to the angel realm tonight." I explained him "What? Who gave you that information?" Asked Nate in a sarcastic tone.

Thus, Lucas sauntered toward the stone stage and placed his hands over the black, old treasure chest. Without hesitation, Lucas opened it up. All of a sudden, a bright light shone. After the bright light faded, Lucas beamed into the treasure chest and found a skill scroll. It looked like a very old script. It had the wordings, "Immemorial Demonic Slash!" Immemorial Demonic Slash: Grade S skill. With a slash, three thousand phantoms will appear and make everything it comes into contact with vanish. It can be upgraded to Grade SSS.

“And what have you accomplished on your journey?” She looked up then and said, “I have made an alliance with the dragon king, helped reclaim the Heart of Magic from the King of Beelzanborg, and overthrown an evil dictator.” Nya was proud of everything she’d helped Slate achieve. “Father, King Zar of Frindom, may I present to you King Slate of… the dragons.” “King Slate of Dracu,” he corrected, stepping forward. The two kings greeted one another and exchanged a handshake. “I apologize for your daughter’s lengthy absence. I needed her assistance in reclaiming the Heart of Magic.”

A part of her heart yearned and leaped toward Merlin when he stared at her the way he had been, Arianna deep down knew that he was in immense pain, seeing that all the reason behind this chaos was the single person he loved the most. "The moment Amara resurrected the dead, Clitus' coven members died to maintain the balance. So, it's just Clitus, Amara and her undead army left," Demetrius informed her, noticing the way he was trying to shoulder his own pain and keeping it out of sight. It was hard to see his people die, Arianna knew that he was doing it for the both of them.