Divine Vessel Poe の小説・ストーリー

"We defeat the world by the power of goddess. The power of truth and light, the power of the forest and the trees that make them up. The power of the air, the werewolves and all hierarchy of power." "The power that enables us transcend time, that has the key to divinity. Today, there is a change in ownership as I pass this down to you Leila." Her eyes glistened and shone like some force of light was radiating out of my eyes. "Mum, it hurts." Little me screamed as a kind of external force hit me causing internal energy to flow through my veins like they would make me burst. "You can take it, I know you can Leila." We were in the middle of the forest, a place I recognized to be somewhere aroun

“He died. I saw him fall.” Altheya’s voice trembled. “He did. But something brought him back.” Auren’s jaw clenched. “No. Something used him.” The god’s voice rippled across dimensions. “The hinge has been tested. The flame has chosen, Now the broken one shall return… as my vessel.”

Yet, she acted as if the sky was about to fall. "Oliver, does it still hurt? How dare this bitch hit you! I knew she wasn't nice!" She angrily picked up the vase beside her and threw it at me when I disobeyed her orders. "Are you deaf? I ordered you to get down on both knees!" I effortlessly caught the vase and naturally put it back in its place. "Mother, my family gave me this vase as my wedding gift. It's worth 100,000 dollars. You can't destroy it as you please."

I summoned a soft flame—silver-blue, gentle, flickering like moonlight—and held it in my palm. We moved deeper. The walls were covered in veins of black glass—smooth and reflective, like they’d once been molten. The path narrowed, then widened again into a chamber. And in the center stood a figure. Not alive. Not dead. It was a shell—stone and bone fused, shaped like a man, but hollow. A vessel. “What is that?” Kael whispered. “One of their anchors,” I said. “A conduit for blood magic.” Lira knelt beside it. “It's not active.”

His Divine Sea was blue and calm, with an occasional wave lapping on the beach. Spreading his Divine sense Blake finds that his Divine Sea has created its laws. Unlike the small world that couldn’t attribute the heavenly tribulation, his Divine Sea had no setbacks. It was only newly formed, so it wouldn’t be able to endure such power. His soul was still sitting in a lotus position, cultivating the Divine energy and strengthening himself. Blake left his soul to continue cultivating and looked more closely to the cultivation for the Breath of Life.

Yang Yulei was so angry that he could feel his blood boiling intensely. No one ever dared to treat him like this, not even his father or mother had treated him like this. He turned his head around too glare at the person, who made his go in this kind state, but when he saw her, it was as if a fairy who came from the heavens was standing up, her whole being seems to be glowing. Yang Yulei couldn't describe his astonishment in mere words.

Blood soaked through his shirt and began to pool beside us. Poe's eyes seemed to fog over as he focused on me. He reached up and, with a finger soaked in his own blood, touched my forehead. "Quae quod unum genus sumus," he whispered. Darkness over took my vision as my body burned with power, causing me to gasp. It burst out of me, racing out in every direction, searching.

And somewhere beyond mortal reach— A divine wolf opened its eyes. And the world shivered.

HE smiles satisfyingly as he is watching the vessel’s movements and hearing its very thoughts, voice, words, and heart, with the warning and taunting perfection of proving that everything is right and will be, for he wrote it, plot it, and control everything. For you see, he is GOD. “Tell me, just what are you trying to accomplish with this?” Hearing the words and the voice that forever asks HIM with the many questions and the possible question in the world. HE smiles in satisfaction, knowing and holding that everything that he wanted and his creation created and very well as his, is doing the things that should be and where everything is falling to where he wanted it. HE replied with a gent

“This is the Hollow’s true heart.” The original vessel stood at the edge of the pit, silent, as if waiting. “Why bring us here?” Daniel asked. The vessel turned slowly. “Because this is where you end… or begin.” The words chilled me. The pit pulsed with red light from its depths, like a heartbeat. David stirred again, stronger this time. He pushed himself upright, swaying in Sarah’s arms. He looked around, eyes wide. “I’ve seen this place… in dreams.” The vessel nodded. “Because your blood remembers.”