Novel & Cerita Hestia Dungeon

Ilyra yelled, her own magic flaring up in a green shield that dampened the old woman’s hex before it could take hold. The air in the cellar crackled with a static charge that made my teeth ache, but eventually, Hestia lowered her hand and sank back onto her blankets with a look of exhaustion that made her look a hundred years old. I stayed at the top of the hatch, feeling like an intruder in a sanctuary I had helped destroy, and I could feel the weight of her judgment through the bond as Ilyra sat beside her to explain why we were there. "We're going to the Nexus, Hestia, because Vaelor is carrying the First Hunger and we have to find the Heart-Stone to fix the seal before it breaks him," Il

The family whom I hunted to the last member of their clan, even to their unborn child. Debris and wrecks, I made my way through them until I reached the only remaining door. The cellar. I jumped down the two-story spiral staircase buried underground; crimson lights illuminated the hallways, hunted by the souls I put to rest beyond their time. Feral souls were buried here, and Tauri will become one of them. He will be forgotten and I will have one less enemy after this night. Henry was leaning against the wall of the hallway, covered in moss, a witness to the true identity of the king they were waiting to sit on the throne.

he said as he tilted his chin up in a playful manner. “Will Kora be joining us tonight?” Asked Damien. “Kora?” I asked quite mindlessly. Lucifer smiled, “You may know her better as Persephone,” he tilted his chin towards me as he spoke, the man was even taller than Damien. Lucifer saw the look on my face and it was clear that he knew what was going through my mind. Persephone was Hades' wife in Greek Mythology, being told that Hades kidnapped her and brought her to be the queen of the underworld7.

“I’m not sure. While they were putting out the chimney, sparks started raining down the dining room ceiling lights anyway. Everybody was baffled, because they’d cut the energy to prevent any short-circuits. I’m afraid the nasty things sneaked into the walls following the wiring and are still hiding there.” “Great! And how can we flush them out?” “Lift your top, I wanna check your belly. I think I know a way to get rid of them.” I held the top bottoms up to my chest with a little smirk. “You wanna offer Kujo another snack.” “Yup. So we need to cut his chain before the whole guesthouse goes up in flames.” Trisha knocked on the door and stuck her head into the room. “Hey, Fran! Good to see you’

She stepped inside, panting in the cold. The fire was waiting. Not flame as mortals knew it, but spirit—burning at the heart of the ruin, coiled in golden light. “Elara Sterling,” it murmured, voice like embers crackling. “Daughter of Robin. Daughter of ash.” she dropped to her knees with a pounding heart. “Why do you call me here?” "Because you are not just a child of man." The fire swirled, creating shadows that moved like warriors. “You are heir to more than Sterling blood. You are heir to the forgotten throne. Heir of the goddess cast aside.”

“You idiot—” The ceiling cracked. Not from the tracker this time. From inside the stone itself. A shudder ran through the chamber as if the whole place had just been commanded to collapse. Dax turned his head slightly. “Move,” he told me. “Down.” I hauled Kieran backward toward the open tunnel. The moment my boot crossed the threshold, the amber light in the chamber dimmed behind me, as if the Hearth resented my leaving. Rowan lunged, trying to follow—

It hadn’t been. I could feel it through the territory itself. The Haven pulsed faintly beneath my senses, as if something in the structure had just… awakened. Inferno’s voice rumbled again. 'The heir speaks to the foundation.' I could not help but exhale slowly. “Zenith.” Koa raised an eyebrow. “She’s down there?” “I think so.” Without another word, I turned towards the stairwell and Koa followed immediately. The two of us descended quickly through the dimly lit corridor leading towards the vault levels. The warmth in the air grew stronger with each step.

Echoes of my scream fills the metal room as I try to get him out of my head even when I know how pointless it is— I have lost count of the number of days that I had to sit on a filthy ground and embrace the cold that this room shoves to me. Rusty stinks of blood lingers around my nostrils, the vile odor of rotten fish and feces claiming the air. Yet, I have no choice than to breathe it all in. The dungeon is just a little, square space—not large enough for me to stretch my legs in front of me. I even barely get fresh air since there is no suitable window. All I have is a small opening at the top of the room, which I am told is for undeserved mercy.

It didn’t take long to find Hesione. She was sniffling, trying to be strong in the face of her fear as she wandered the dark paths of my labyrinth. As I’ve done before, I had Andromache stay out of sight while I approached Hesione. The girl turned at the sound of my approach as I intentionally made heavier steps. She let out a scream of terror. I didn’t even have to stop her from screaming as she fainted. I just managed to catch her, dropping my ax to do so.

“I guess. So long as we both remain alert I see no problem in giving you some answers now.” “Well okay then. Firstly, where exactly are we? I’m guessing that its the standard we’re not on Earth anymore situation?” “That guess would be correct. We are, hopefully, somewhere in the Kingdom of Everaya in the Realm known as Hephaestia.” “Hephaestia? Would that be any relation to the Greek god Hephaestus?” “Well look who is smarter than she looks. You are correct. The god Hephaestus created this realm. All realms are created by a god, the humans from your realm managed to get at least that correct.”