Guardromon Gold Novels & Stories

Damon muttered under his breath, "I was happier five minutes ago." Nobody answered him. The Oracle spoke again. "None shall wear what has not chosen them." The crown gave off a faint silver glow. Then... It floated. Only an inch above the pedestal. Every wolf instinctively took a step back. Far beyond the Temple... Grayson felt the ground shake beneath his feet. The Guardian Wolf lifted its massive head. Its silver eyes locked toward the mountain. Then it howled. The sound was unlike any wolf's cry Grayson had ever heard.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

Ganzorig was much taller than the average Salamander. His hair was in a top knot and he had a long thin nose that was aquiline and raptorlike. His skin was bronzed while his eyes, always half-open, belied his violent nature. He wore chain mail on his huge arms and steel gauntlets on his hands; wide chains crisscrossed his bare chest. This was the trademark attire of the Kanebori-shu or Gold-diggers. They were fire Slayers lured from distant regions by the gold rush, renowned for their skill in demolitions and explosives like nitroglycerine. Many of them had been recruited by the Khaganate to become siege-engineers and sappers in wartime.

Golden protection. Silver-dark power. Storm barrier. A perfect triad. The goddess reeled back slightly. She had not expected this. She rasped, “Guard, your purpose is to shield me. You were forged from my first breath.” “No,” I said quietly. My gold pulsed, highlighting the truth etched into my bones. “I was forged to shield the Core.” The goddess’s silhouette stiffened a flicker of something like panic distorting her form. She hadn’t meant to create a guard for Aria.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

As I approached, a figure emerged from the shadows—a towering guardian with eyes like molten gold. "I am Eryndor, Guardian of the Relic," the figure intoned, his voice resonating through the clearing. "Who dares to possess the Amulet of Fenrir?" I stepped forward, my heart pounding. "I am Emily Hawthorne, and I seek to use the amulet to protect Silverwood Falls and its people." Eryndor's gaze bore into me, his expression inscrutable. "To wield the power of the amulet, you must prove your worth. Face your deepest fears and confront the shadows within your soul. Only then will you be deemed worthy."

Gorrum launched another attack on Jethro and Draven before running to his agitated wife. He held her shaking shoulders and took her in his arms. He waved his arms, throwing a powder that blocked their vision. In an instant, Gorrum, his wife and the hut disappeared. “What just happened?” Crystal asked in confusion. Draven wiped the blood on his hand with a piece of cloth he tore from his cloth, “He used a powerful masking spell. Not only can it hide their traces, but also the whole hut and everything inside it.” “How powerful,” Jethro exclaimed.

The flawless golden tiles slid apart, revealing dark, bottomless silos. Rising from the silos were four massive, mechanical beasts. They were designed like predatory hounds, but they were the size of heavy tanks. Forged entirely from black and gold alloy, their jaws dripped with superheated plasma, and their eyes burned with an emotionless, lethal red light. These weren't the corrupted, zombie-like angels they fought in the debris field. These were pristine, perfectly functioning automated Guardians of the Golden Empire. "Engaging targets!" Jack roared.

The guardian then pulled out a Doom card, which made Vale take a step back at the sight of the card. The guardian dropped card as Vale stood frozen as the card slowly fell to the ground. The area around Vale and the Gate Guardian turned black and the battle began. Vale fires a ball of dark energy, but the guardian blocked it using a wall of earth. The guardian then turned the earth into huge rocks that Vale dodged by flipping, jumping an even doing a split. She wasn’t able to dodge them all as she was hit by two huge rocks that sent her flying into the water just across the way. The guardian then went to where Vale was and released monkeys, snakes and bugs that began attacking her.

But lately, strange people with strange curiosity and demands are often seen in this part of the forest, seeking for a treasure that is worth more than a thousand jewels. An elemental creature. She then looked over at Aedre who was still standing in the middle of the walls of water, giving off an earthly blue glow. Her blue cloak billowing behind her. Her strange violet hair and green-orange eyes full of intent on whoever who would dare to cross paths with a water guardian. “She could pass off as an elemental creature.” she muttered under her breath and looked around her, night slowly settling in. “I wouldn’t put it past the men if they thought she was.”