Novel & Cerita Herrscher Of The Void

The sword in its hand was even more terrifying. It was not forged from metal. It was forged from nothingness itself. Where its blade passed, reality simply ceased to exist. The Celestial Keeper took a slow step forward. “I never believed I would see one again.” Aurel frowned. “What is it?” The Keeper answered in a low voice. “A Null Sovereign.” “The first champion of the Void.” Silence fell over the palace. “The Void does not create armies.” “It creates rulers.” “This one has conquered more than a thousand worlds.”

As the fight ensues around us, I take another step back and blink my blurry eyes. The emotions inside of me unbearably swell as I try to ignore his sincere words. Before I can make a choice, The Creator steps forward and growls, “He’s deceiving you. He is the king of lies and deceit. Remember all of the pain you suffered because of his selfishness. Though my heart shies from the idea of hurting him, I refuse to listen as I rush to the void and pour my vile. As soon as I do, an explosion of power bursts through the void like a reverse waterfall as it bursts through the ceiling and expands as it destroys everything in its path.

“Then help me protect my citizens of my kingdom cleanse the neighbouring city. It has become a haven for creatures and evil spirits. They are attracted to it. Then they lurk in the forest, along the paths. They attack the travellers and the attacks here are now nightly. With my mage gone for days the people are scared. I have asked my neighbouring cities for help but it has been slow coming. They are all suffering the same.” “Lord Fuller, the answer is to do the ritual properly! Make the loss of your mage be the reason. Appoint a Lord, Find another mage, present the artifact and beg the guardian for forgiveness. There has to be balance for things to improve.” “It cannot be done. I don’t have

A couple of minutes pass before a voice calls out, “Next! Who’s next?!” “It is Hera of the Liddicoat Kingdom,” I answer. “You plan to become a citizen here?” A young man asks with suspicion in his eyes. “Tired of all the vampires there?” “Yes,” I answer. “And maybe,” I add. “What kind of spell do you use?” “Mostly elemental spells. Potions.” “How about combat?” “Not much.”

Whilst it was not meant for me, why, I couldn’t help but wonder the delinquency I may have taken part in with all this. After all… I, Niklaus Deveruax, is the eldest of the Deveraux cousins. Not only am I the first ever vampire to exist, but also the first vampire that had the power of three powerful supernatural forces combined - a vampire, a witch, and a werewolf.

I would've smiled if fear hadn't gripped my heart, threatening to still the pounding thuds hammering in my ears. Henchmen was the Scorcher's name for the law enforcers that patrolled the perimeter of the walled Cities. Each town had their own legion and the scorchers hated them all, almost as much as the henchmen hated them.

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

A cloud of black smoke coalesced, twisting into a monstrous silhouette with burning violet eyes. The Voidborn emerged. "H̶e̶r̶.̶ ̶G̶i̶v̶e̶ ̶u̶s̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶s̶t̶a̶r̶-̶t̶o̶u̶c̶h̶e̶d̶ ̶c̶h̶i̶l̶d̶.̶"

“They’re trying to claim the sword.” The lead figure stood, turning to face them. Their hood fell back, revealing a face Elara recognized—the hunter leader from the Northern Wastes, his eyes now solid black, his skin marked with void runes. “Voss,” he said, his voice distorted by magic. “We meet again. Though this time, you won’t stop us. The void will have its revenge.” He lunged, his shadow magic tearing through two worshippers, but they kept chanting, and the sword’s glow dimmed, as if being drained. Ellie’s silver fire flared, purging the void magic from a nearby worshipper, but more stepped forward, their hands raised.