Harbingers Genshin Impact Novels & Stories

She picks up a knife from the table, dips it into a blood-filled bowl, and trails it across our foreheads. My heart leaps. Whose blood is that? Is it human? Or animal? “Now, both of you repeat after me,” she says. She begins chanting, her tone and words making my head spin. Different oaths are spoken. Finally, we’re told to stand. I do, Tristan too. “Now the consummation shall begin.” Suddenly, some big men step forward, grab me, and I scream. The sound tears from my throat—loud and raw. They start dragging me away. Tristan stands still.

I scream at him when he flings her away. “They will all die!” he snarls out. The Harbinger has been unleashed and I can’t stop him. Fuck! Damn you Fate!

I watched the life drain from his eyes. “Gavrael, I’m at the east boundary. One of the sentinels is down, the others are unaccounted for. I have no idea what killed him but it smells like a corpse. It must be the dead ones we were warned about.” I spoke to him through our mind link.

Her brother Xander is out searching for the witch and she’s staying to help with the interview process. Witches, vampires and werewolves. If the entire supernatural community is going up against the Guardians, it’s going to be a nasty fight. I look back at the mountain on the computer screen. It would be good for me to find out now who my allies are and who my enemies are. If a war is coming, and it definitely feels like it is, then it’s better to know sooner rather than later.

the female says as she opens a black door, and I give her a nod before stepping into the older Makskin's office. "Ahh. There you are-the, three males of the hour. Commander Burk, Captain Nole, Lieutenant Modok. Please sit down. I have terrific news," Hik says as his burgundy hand gestures towards the chairs in front of him. Nole shoots me a look, but I ignore it as I sit down in the chair farthest to the right. "I will get right to the point since you need rest. The three of you have been chosen for Harvest. You are now Tournament Champions. Your retirement is effective immediately. Congratulations," Hiks announces, and a moment passes over us before Nole erupts.

Only keeping me at the edge of sanity. Centuries later, I thought you were gone but then... you appeared. You still looked the same, with your crown of golden hair and dark hooded eyes that always seemed to pierce everyone it landed on, the opposite of me, the light to my dark. I'll make you remember me and love me again. Even if I have to set the world on fire.

"At last, you've come." I blinked, attempting to absorb their presence and the abrupt shift in reality. "Who are you?" My voice sounded more steady than I felt. "We are the Keepers," another said, his tone gentler but no less powerful. "Guardians of the prophecy and of what lies beyond." My fingers clenched into fists, and nails dug into my palms. "What prophecy?" What has this got to do with me? "You are the Harbinger," the first person murmured, moving closer. "The person who maintains the balance between salvation and destruction. The key to the packs' future—and maybe all of existence."

“Give it back, or I’ll destroy you.” A chunk of earth ripped from the ground and came hurling at me. I dodged, barely. “Stop running!” she screamed. “Face me!” Wind blasted from her fingertips, yanking me from cover and throwing me out into the open. And then, just as I struggled to my feet, the Harbinger stepped out from the shadows again. His eyes gleamed with something sinister. He smiled. “To pass this trial…” he said slowly, “…you have to kill her.”

"I am, too. We don't run, though. Not right now. The silver edge of the Harbinger's blade gleamed in the darkness as he raised it. They're attempting to unlock the gate. The forgotten god will return to this planet if they do. I answered, "Then we won't let them." More creatures appeared, some floating with long claws and twisted features, some on all fours, and some with blazing eyes. "They're coming!" I yelled. With my heart racing, I took a step forward and swung my blade. My sword's brightness pierced the darkness like a sun piercing a storm. The Harbinger's body spun like a storm as he slashed left and right. My son remained nearby, blocking anyone who approached too closely with the sh

began its first recruitment drive, the Monolith in the deep ocean let out a final, chilling pulse. It wasn't a countdown. It was a Name. "The Harbinger has entered the Rift-Stream. Coordinate: 00-Zero. Target: The Seed."