First Immortal Of The Sword Novels & Stories

Leaving nothing but two cracked veils in its wake. It was only a while longer when he came to his first unsouled. The soldiers of the realm were fleeing from one point when he raced in its direction. His arrival saw him witness to the death of a man in king’s blade colors. His head ripped from his body in one brutal slap.

Hands behind him as he examine me, "My son doesn't have mahogany hair, his eyes weren't amber, and he doesn't know where we are. Prove me you're my son" So I did look different now, previously my hair was blond, my eyes were blue. Now they were mahogany and amber. How could I prove to him that I'm his son. Mom hold his hand and said "Frederick, look at the collie, Sam said it changed. Can you tell me how she looks?" Frederick raised his calloused hand to her eyes, he mumbled something. "Now check her" he said to her I didn't knew that immortals can heal themselves.

Blade shrugged but that wasn't his business at the moment. Mr. Williams annoyed by his words, raised his stick and hit Blade on the head, "What's even strange is how a human who got the immortal punishment seduced s fairy and made her do unimaginable things. Maybe I should have just made your face ugly as your punishment then" Mr. Williams glared at Blade who shrugged.

I didn’t know how to explain it, so I just said, “He is a murderer.” “Well, he is the Immortal King. What did you expect?” Lena now said and I looked at her confused like she thought it was normal for someone to kill someone else. “I think what Lena is trying to say is, that the immortals are known for their brutality and force. I know you haven’t been raised to know their ways and I think you need to see it from an immortal’s point of view as normal.” Aunt Beverly said but she had no clue what I witnessed before my eyes or the fact of what happened because of his actions.

“No! How can we survive?! I don’t know how to swim!” “I won’t let go of your hand, trust me.” “SHUT UP THE BOTH OF YOU! Stop arguing whether to jump or not because before you could do so, I’m going to kill you!” Mallory brings out a specialized gun, the only kind of gun that can harm any immortals. “Madison, in the count of three,” Aleister whispered. “No! I won’t do it! There has to be another way!” “Goodbye Madison...” “One!”

Hale explains. I cast a sideways glance at him. “Oh, so it has a name?” Adria leans out of the shack, eyeing me keenly. Her dark hair is wound up in numerous braids, a cloak draped over her shoulders, covered in a pattern of bright gold, accenting the black. “You are mortal…This has never happened before,” she marvels. Her lifespan likely far rivals mine, and yet this is the first time she has come across a mortal in immortal lands. That is a terrible sign.

In an attempt to correct the story in the way we deem correct and to find our soul partner in the end. The soul partner of each Immortal is their ultimate goal when being thrown into this new reality. We don't have a clue about that person, but if we correct the story in the right way, finding him is our final prize. This is the person who will return with us to our land, earn the blessing of the Evermore, and become an Immortal through a secret divine ritual only known by Brayanlynn. When we turn 20 and are sent to the reality of our books of destiny, we arrive in such reality as a shooting star that fell from the sky, but in the form of a baby.

“It must be her. There is no one else.” Even if I am the target of her vengeance. I closed my eyes, remembering the rage in her eyes after I dragged her from Casimir’s quarters, the fire that consumed my wing, her utter indifference to my injuries. She knew. She had pieced together my immortality and traced it back to the witch purge three centuries ago. “By the time she is strong enough to perform the ritual, she won’t just break the curse, she’ll have your blood spilled across the walls of this manor,” Andreus hissed, his eyes blazing. “I will not stand by and watch it happen again!”

One of the soldiers, tried to hit her with the sword but before he could do that, he was beheaded with the sword by Hadius. " I don't want her to die. She shouldn't die at any cost," he said as he walked back of her. He tried number of times to touch her but he couldn't. " Let me just get a drop of your blood. Let me go to the immortal afterlife. I don't want to live a immortal life on the earth," he pleaded in front of her.

'' I AM Stella you know me already though '' said the fairy she was short with brunett hair and blue eyes . '' I am Noir '' said one tiny girl with white hair , shining like the moon , along with purple eyes . '' Albert , will you come already ?'' the master grunted . '' Okay okay '' said one boy with light brown hair curly at the tips , along with deep blue eyes . '' I am albert , spell caster'' he said with a annoying face . '' Celia is a witch , Stella is fairy , Adam is Swordsman , Albert is spell caster '' the master said .