Eris The Goblin Slayer Novels & Stories

Now, silence was the only thing that answered her. Hidden beneath the concrete skeleton of a collapsed highway, surrounded by broken stone and growing moss, Eris waited. Not with pride anymore. Not with fury. But with something smaller, quieter. A raw ache she couldn’t name. The punishment was divine. Fitting. She had ruined so many lives. Sown wars like seeds. Torn lovers apart with whispers and lies. But this time, she had loved. And for that, she was buried. Trapped inside a forgotten cave that pulsed with old magic and judgment, her immortal body coiled tight in serpent form, massive and ageless, violet eyes dimmed with longing.

Eris lowered his head as he approached the terrified faces. “We don’t need both.” Eris’ deep voice growled out. It was the first time he’d spoken since Rowan came to and he didn’t sound like himself. His voice sounded sluggish, almost like he was drunk. As he took a step forward rowan finally recognized the two faces. It was Elly and her cousin. Mustering all the strength he could, he fought against the wall in his mind keeping him and Eris separate. If he could just get him to shift back he knew Eris would snap out of it. Eris took another step forward.

Minos said. "You're telling the story wrong." "I'm trying to make a point, so can you just, listen?" Cassana shrugged. She seemed to know where Minos was going. "So, after a hundred years of subjugation, after suffering under the tyrannical rule of the evil god Eon, the humans finally rose up and fought back, under the leadership of Markelus." "There we go..." Cassana quipped. "Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-"