Novelas y relatos de Forgotten Conqueror

“You’re saying I’m her?” “No,” he said softly. “You are her second attempt.” The air fractured. Images struck like lightning. A child born of power too strong for the world. A soul rejected by its own prophecy. A goddess who refused her role, who tried to rewrite fate—and broke everything. “She failed,” the figure continued. “She chose love. Mercy. Mortality. And because of that… the Veil cracked. The Forgotten slipped through.” I clutched my chest, breath stolen. “She was shattered,” he said. “So we made her again. Stronger. Sharper. With no memory of weakness. We gave her your name.”

As we swiftly tear out his throat, a sense of triumph engulfs us, solidifying our position as the conquerors of this battle. As our triumphant howls echo through the air, our eyes scan the surroundings, searching for any signs of our companion's path. However, to our dismay, we find that the path he had taken is now concealed beneath a thick layer of ice and snow. Just as we prepare to charge towards the icy terrain, the other packs, having concluded their fierce battle, suddenly converge upon us. With a sudden halt, they stand before us, their presence a clear indication that a new challenge awaits. “The rest of his pack as fled the moment that you killed this vile man,” Gonzalo informed me

Then he looked at his Dad “D-dad.” “Thank God you remember me.” “Kuya. What about me?” This time it was Gravity “Gravity.” He called “W-What happened to me? why is that, why do I remember so little. I can't remember everything?” I cried, he can’t remember. He can only remember little “Kuya do you remember her?” Gravity pointed me to his brother “Answer me!” “Don’t shout Grav..” I said “I-I don't I’m sorry... who are you?” He looked at me

Morgan spoke next, “You have been an amazing asset to Dark Forest, and we will miss you dearly. You and Mat will always be welcomed here, always have a home here.” “Thank you, Alpha Killian, Luna Morgan. I was born and raised here and though I start a new journey tomorrow morning and it is one I look forward to, Dark Forest will always be home and all of you are my family.” Another round of cheers rang out among the crowd. Killian gave it a moment before raising his hand to quiet everyone down again, “With Cedric leaving we find ourselves in need of a new Head Warrior, and at Cedric’s suggestion I will be appointing Gamma Arya to the role in the interim, potentially permanently.”

Rumor has it that there was a formidable champion residing there. "However, they were met with unexpected resistance from a champion powerhouse. With an army of hundreds of thousands of strong warriors, they successfully vanquished the forces of the royal family and even captured their lord alive. How ruthless! "Now, the area surrounding Beaker Island is off-limits. No one dares to venture there. "Gideon, are you paying attention?" Gideon looked up with a smile. "I heard you. It's a brutal story, indeed, but ultimately just another insignificant royal family."

“Owns.” The word fell like an executioner’s blade. Maxim’s hand flexed as if to strike, but Zara caught his wrist. Her magic tingled against his skin, soothing and sharp all at once. “Violence won’t erase words written in blood,” she murmured. The emissary’s smile widened, but not with kindness. “The Forgotten Pack was never truly gone. We were merely hidden until the covenant returned to the surface. That eclipse you fought so hard to survive—it was no accident. It was the Hollow claiming what it was owed.”

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

I nodded, avoided her gaze, and went to the kitchen to get some water to take the medicine. That night, Mom slept beside me. I fell asleep quickly, but I had a nightmare. In my dream, I kept going back to the day I was hypnotized. The hypnotist had held me down and kept telling me to forget what my family looked like. I had tried to force myself awake, but no matter what I did, I could not wake up. In the end, I really did forget Mom, Dad, and Zack. I jolted awake from the dream, drenched in cold sweat. Mom woke up too and instinctively patted my shoulder. "What is it, Rena? Did you have a nightmare?"

Valkyrie's expression remained steady. "The oldest depiction we could find." "Of what?" Zara asked looking up at her. The vampire hesitated then answered her. "The Forgotten King." Something inside Zara's chest tightened, the name sounded familiar. "The Forgotten King?" Valkyrie nodded twice. "According to the stories, he was erased from history." The room suddenly felt colder and smaller, Zara stared at the illustration, at the white eyes, at the darkness surrounding him and for the first time a terrible thought crossed her mind.

I asked in return. "Anyway joor, just give me the full gist abeg." "Okay. The most important thing you need to know is that I didn't get the contract." "Why na? I thought you said you had everything under control? What happened then?" "A devil and his assistant happened." "All this half half gist, I don't like it oo, just tell me all that happened." How do you tell your kid sister who sees you as a demigod that you were outsmarted by another being.