Heavens Emperor Novels & Stories

In the fifth carriage is Duke Tanwen Ironhaven, Duchess Admani Ferrum Ironhaven, Lady Celosia Ironhaven, and Lady Ember Ironhaven, all descendants of Hephaestus from Ironhaven City, patron city of Hephaestus they oversees the Ironridge Province, which specializes in blacksmithing In the sixth carriage are Duke Fesorr Deathfall, Duchess Rumera Mors Deathfall, and Lord Rhanos Deathfall, all descendants of Hades from Deathfall City patron city of Hades. They oversee the Morte Province, and all funerals are held in Hades' temples located in Morte Province

he whispered as a lone tear escaped his eye. That was when his eyes met a pair of familiar ones staring right back at him, his heart stopped. For a fleeting moment, he thought he had ended up in hell. Where else could he meet her again? But when he cupped her face and crashed his lips against hers, the rush of warmth that surged through him made him rethink. Hell could never feel this heavenly. And yet, heaven was out of reach—for both of them. Given the sins they’d committed over the years which forever condemned them.

Chapter nineteen : Crossroads of Fate Returning to Bellford as autumn leaves drifted, the couple found a letter awaiting them—sealed with a foreign crest. Inside, an emissary of the old Ember Council an aristocrat named Countess Aurelia Sforza offered an ultimatum: “Join us in restoring true power, or be cast out forever.” Isabelle’s hand trembled as she read. Alexander closed the study’s shutters against the dying light. “She wants us to resurrect the old rites,” he said, voice tight.

Whether they be powerful or lesser ones, they’d been given a chance to win the holy throne. The rules were simple, each of them chose a young mortal to be their champion, granting them their powers and weapons, and they would place them in a magical world they created as an arena. Whoever reached the finish line on the other side of the world first would be the winner, the winning god would become the next Supreme God, and the winning champion would be granted whatever desire to reshape our world. All the pantheons happily accepted the proposal, and so they dubbed it: the Game of Heavens and Earth.

Would he really destroy past him? A thunderous beat echoed across the marble as the Heavenly Emperor rose to his feet. The whispers ceased and the hall instantly fell back into suffocating silence. “What madness possessed the three of you,” the Heavenly Emperor said, voice deep and curt. “to consort with demons?” The chamber fell deathly still. The Emperor’s cold gaze swept over the kneeling god and two witches. “Do you even realize what you’ve done?” Eron scuffled forward, chains dragging along the polished marble. He lifted his head just enough to meet that searing gaze. “Your Majesty, “I can explain—”

, the celestial emperor shouted angrily. "I don't like talking twice, [Gravitational Dominance]", Suddenly a supreme pressure fell on the celestial emperor, causing him to bond on the floor and break all his bones, seeing this all the other celestial emperors were horrified, They felt that this man could kill them all if he wanted to.

"May you prosper forever, and bring good to the Godly Region…" The tens of thousands of soldiers and generals had not been able to take Tarrasque down after so many hours of fighting, but Emperor Aurelias had done it within a few rounds. He had also killed a general at lightning speed. Who would dare to protest against a force like that becoming Heaven Emperor? Emperor Aurelias smiled at the sight before turning to look at Empress Heidi. "What do you think, Heidi?" Whew! Empress Heidi bit her lip, forcing out a smile. "Your power is nothing like the Godly Region has ever seen, so much more than Nine Heavens ever was. You're the most suitable person to be Heaven Emperor, so why would I have a

Hearing Azalias's arrogant challenge Ausar's blood started to boil, he stepped forward again, looked at Azalias's eyes, and said furiously, "Yes. We dare. Do you dare to stop us, the eladrin royal guards?" "Ehh!!" Azalias were stunned by this retaliation, and black lines appeared on his forehead. He thought himself, 'Is this Eladrin is more powerful than my current status? What the hell is this Eladrin? Ah, whatever, everything is fucked up now. Calm down man, Calm down.'

I wanted to meet him sooner. The Blood Tyrant. The Emperor. The monster. I closed my eyes. And for the first time in years… I dreamed of blood.

I started walking. And somewhere in the northern capital, in a palace that had never once held anything as inconsequential as a servant girl from Ruen, the new Emperor sat alone in his war room at dawn with maps of a continent that was already entirely his — and felt, without explanation, without precedent, without any framework in which to place the sensation: Restless. As though something that had been very far away was, slowly, getting closer. ~~~