Herrscher Of The Void Novels & Stories

The sky had gone still no wind, no sound, not even the breath of the earth below. Time itself seemed to hold its breath as I stood face to face with the one being who had unraveled everything I thought I knew. The Void Monarch. He hovered like a living void, a silhouette against a starless sky, his form shifting and warping like a broken mirror reflecting the darkness between worlds. His voice didn’t just echo in the air it echoed in my bones, in my soul.

"Then let's start with that boy. I am Ferox, cruelty incarnate. My domain is filled with carcasses and a river of blood. Crimson is what I see when I hunt. A body filled with barbaric power, able to slay giants with one swipe. My arms, an ever-changing weapon, are hungry for the blood of my victim. Can you see it boy, sitting on a throne of bones, waiting for the time for his next hunt?" An image slowly appeared inside my head. A majestic and cruel person, he sits on his throne bored waiting for his next hunt, his body full of scars, muscular and full of barbaric aura. He slowly opened his eyes and grinned. His crimson eyes glowed in excitement, as I saw his presence. "HAHAHA! It seems you c

This caused Tadhg Walter's power to begin to be suppressed again. "Good good good, Void Kill Emperor, you are the most mysterious one in the Emperor. I burn twenty years of life, I can't do anything to you, but I'm only the Great Emperor now, not even Emperor Zun, after I reach Emperor Zun, I will come to find you again. I don't know at that time, will you still be able to suppress me?" After a series of words appeared, after a moment of releasing sentient beings, Tadhg Walter was the figure that flashed, and in an instant, broke this Void Kill world and disappeared.

Then three more. And behind them, floating inches above the wet leaves, was Heriberto. He looked like a killer on his worst day.....cold, ancient, and burning with a hatred that went across centuries. "Running away?" Heriberto drawled. His voice vibrated in my teeth. "I thought Alphas stood their ground." "We got what we came for," I said, stepping in front of Tate. "You stole a book," Heriberto sneered. "You think paper can stop me? I am the Void." He flicked his wrist.

As he stood up and stretched his arm again, Nelanian sighed. “Nelanian Henfery,” he murmured as he spat out the stopper he swallowed by accident when he drank the potion from the vial. “State your full name! ” a threatening voice resonated from behind him. With a sigh of tiredness, Nelanian sighed. As he moved closer to the voice, he rolled his eyes again and muttered, " Zegrath Void, The Necessary Evil and Keeper of Darkness, hundred and seventh to hold the title." “Has the deed been done? ” enquired the voice.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

“Half. We're half brothers and Jaxon doesn't exactly talk about every aspect of his life. Especially the part that has to do with me.” “Why?” “Because I betrayed him.” Kallista stared at him, her curiosity piqued, but before she could press further, a figure stepped into the garden. “I didn't expect to see you here, Zander.” As they both turned to the figure, Zander’s sad expression was tucked in and the cocky smirk she had seen earlier came back to the surface. “I expected to see you though. Here for some damage control Nessa?” Vanessa Hawthorne. Former runway model and once married to a popular pop star, now chief communications and brand officer of the Hawthorne group and divorced.

Compared to this, building up his strength wasn't as urgent right now. The Giantborns were advancing rapidly, too. They had all reached Nebular Realm now. Though Felix could still handle them easily, it didn't change the fact that their potential was terrifying. The next day, after the Giantborns left, Felix was about to say goodbye as usual when Viggo stopped him. "Wait. I want to tell you something. Since it's been a year, you deserve to know my title—I am the Voidmaster." The Voidmaster? Felix had never heard the name before, but it sounded impressive. "Is there anything you'd like to share with me about, sir?"

He was absorbing everything—the light, the dark, the heat. The last of the Null-Wolves were sucked into the vortex, their forms vanishing into the obsidian shroud of the boy-king. Silas was the only one left. He tried to merge with the shadows of the treeline, to vanish back into the void he had come from, but the shadow-wolf’s maw opened. A tether of black energy lashed out, wrapping around Silas’s throat. "You wanted to use the void, Silas?" Victor’s voice was a jagged rumble. He stood beside his son, the white and the black creating a friction in the air that smelled of ozone. "Meet the God of the Void."