Dragon Multiverse Novels & Stories

He swiftly turned, confronting the path he just travelled, only to find the way barred by a monstrous figure. From within the embrace of shadows, two crimson eyes fixated on Caleb, they reflected an otherworldly light that pierced through the veil of the forest's dimness. Caleb tightened his grip on the bow, a silent challenge. The air thickened as the creature stalked forward, lessening the distance between them. A deep, resonant growl vibrated through the beast. A stray beam of light broke through the canopy, proving enough light that allowed Caleb to witness its true form—a wolf, but not just any wolf. This one was colossal, its fur as dark as the night sky, absorbing all the light that

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

Aeliana, her ethereal voice resonating with wisdom, confirmed, "The Maelstrom isn't just a gateway; it's a repository, a crucible where lost moments and potential futures coalesce." Niamh, her gaze contemplative, mused, "If these realities are converging, it could spell disaster for the multiverse. Anomalies could rip apart the very fabric of existence." Elysia, her hand resting reassuringly on Malachi's shoulder, declared, "Then we have our mission. We need to stabilize the Maelstrom and ensure the balance of the multiverse." Malachi, drawing strength from the resolve of his companions, added, "There's something else. In the midst of all those realities, I sensed a presence, a consciousness

Draken nodded gravely, "She's right. We might have won the battle, but the war to mend the multiverse is far from over." Lysandra, her fingers playing with the energies surrounding them, observed, "The very fabric of our dimensions has been tampered with. We'll need to find the core anchors of each reality to truly mend them." Eldric, his age showing in his contemplative expression, added, "The anchors are not just physical entities but moments, memories, emotions... We'll need to delve deep into the essence of each dimension." Maris, ever the optimist, chuckled, "Well, diving deep is what we do best. Remember the Abyss of Shadows? If we could navigate that, we can handle a few fractured rea

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

The unicorn spoke, “I can tell you what I can.” “Can you start with who you are? Do you have a name?” The unicorn laughed but it sounded like a small song playing, “All creatures have a name, child. I can tell you my lower realm name, which is Sylvrmane, but I cannot tell you my spiritual name.” She scratched her head, “Spiritual name?” “Yes, every creature ever created has a spiritual name and a lower realm name. Your lower realm name is, Evrah. That is what you are known by in the lower realms.”

The Dragon Council was still active, but now we had one for every type of species. The leader of each species set up the new council, to make sure everyone was on the same page. Each country had its own council as well, but Cyran had to be a part of them all. Mostly because their kind was spread across the world. The only species that haven’t revealed themselves to the world were Mer-people. It was mostly because for centuries they have been hunted by humans and treated as science projects. Since everyone understood their fear of humans, we made sure the humans didn’t learn about them until they were ready.

Obviously, the dragon was the one that made the huge roar just now. Looking at the dragon, Darryl was stunned for a bit before he realized what had happened. He gasped in astonishment. 'This was one of the Four Evil Beasts that Empress Nuwa mentioned?' Although it looked a little strange, it still looked like a dragon. Darryl was unaware there was a Mirage Dragon in front of him, which was different from any dragon he had seen before. Mirage Dragons were one of the Four Evil Beasts. It had the ability to predict the future and release air that formed mirages, hence its name.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - 3RD PERSON “So you are saying that Black Dragon and his team took all of you down? And you haven’t able to wound any of them?” Hercules coldly said after Bacchus finished explaining. He told them everything that happened except about the boys that took down Minotaur. He doesn’t want them to get involved. “Yes, Boss.” Bacchus quietly answered with head bowed. All of his team have their heads bowed too. The deafening silence that followed is almost killing them. “So Black Dragon is still alive?” Hercules asks.

​The voice did not use words, but the meaning crashed against my consciousness with the force of a tidal wave. The water around me boiled instantly, turning from freezing cold to scorching heat. A pair of colossal, glowing amber eyes opened in the abyssal dark above the basin, each eye larger than a carriage, burning with an unquenchable fire that illuminated towering scales of obsidian and gold. ​It was Ignis, the Dragon Emperor, sealed away in the darkest prison of the world for epochs. ​Instantly, the ancient beast released a fraction of its true aura, projecting a crushing wave of spiritual pressure designed to grind any intruder's mind into nothingness.