Hollow Knight God Tamer Novels & Stories

Then, it bowed. But not in reverence. In recognition. “You carry the first ember,” it rasped, voice layered in static and decay. “The Hollow Flame. It calls to its kin.” Kael moved to shield her. Seren didn’t stop him. “What kin?” she asked. The rider lifted its face, and Seren saw no face at all. Just a burning hole, endless and screaming. “The dead gods,” it answered. Then it disintegrated into a pillar of smoke. Silence followed. Dense. Breathless.

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.

A massive crack split through the capital barrier while corrupted darkness flooded across the outer districts. Wolves screamed in panic. Kael’s attention snapped toward the city instantly. But this time— The panic through the bond felt different. Focused. Not drowning him anymore. Because Lyra stood beside him. The Hollow God noticed too. Its countless silver eyes narrowed dangerously. “You believe love makes you stronger.” Kael’s expression hardened. “No.” Shadows curled sharply around him while silver moonlight spiraled beside them. “It makes us impossible to break.” The Hollow God roared. Darkness exploded across the battlefield violently enough to collapse entire mountain ridges while co

Leo said, pointing to a skeletal structure on a distant ridge. The tower was covered in vines, its "Zero-Point" emitters repurposed as nesting grounds for hawks. It was a "De-materialized" god, a reminder that the "Gilded Cage" was a fragile thing when faced with the "Recursive" power of nature. The Encounter at the "Zero-Point" Pass

Or at least he’d be there to help her clean up her own blood. Slate must’ve finished his directions to the massive man who must’ve also been a dragon shifter at one time, before the Heart of Magic had been stolen from them. The rest of the crowd backed up, and Gator took a defensive stance. Since she hadn’t been listening to Slate when he was talking to the other dragon, she didn’t know for sure what was about to happen, until she utilized her mind’s eye and realized she was meant to attack this gigantic warrior.

He hurriedly asked, “What’s wrong, Tyr?” “I think I’ve picked up on something.” Tyr patted his forehead vigorously. He chided, “M*therf*cker! I’m desperate to learn the location of the treasure of the God Tomb. You know what? The wrist guard has acknowledged me as its master. The God’s Skeleton formed an induction with me when I placed it inside the wrist guard.” Tyr turned around at this point and exclaimed, “There’s a snow canyon over there! The ancient God’s treasure, which he left behind after his death, is in that snow canyon!”

"Ha ha, there's no need to say these words again. You should still be honest and die." Tadhg Walter laughed again. "After you die, the Killing Religion gem will return to me. At that time, I think I will truly achieve Emperor Venerable." "I can't die." Era God General shook his head again. "You have friends, I can't help but make a few friends. Samsara, Void Kill, you two have also seen this place, help me, I will help you, if you don't help me, then you will I can only wait to die."

And then one thought came through clearly above everything else. Nobody knows I am here. Her phone was off. She had switched it off herself. There was a man the world called the War God. It wasn't just a nickname; it was a name earned through years of hard battles. His skills in a fight and his inner strength were beyond anything most people could imagine. His name was so well-known and so feared that just hearing it was often enough to end a conflict before it even started. Alexander Kane. He was thirty years old and stood six feet seven inches tall. He was built like someone who had spent his life doing things that required both great power and careful precision. He had short black hair an

"And it doesn't include the fact that the 'Anomaly' wants to be your friend." I didn't destroy the Tower. I took the "Core" of the Null-Bomb—the purified, anti-kinetic element—and I merged it with the Void-Blade. I didn't make a weapon; I made a Harmonizer. "We aren't going to bleach the world, Arthur," I said, my golden eyes glowing with a soft, sovereign light. "We're going to use your 'Null' to shield the humans while we fight the collision. You’ll have your 'Ordinary' world, protected by our 'Magic'. But the partition is over. We fight as a planet."

Taurus tried to explain, but he couldn’t finish his words. "I am no queen in this kingdom, Taurus, but I can be a queen in my power, just to lead the upcoming war." Emily was dangerous, cold, and superior. She lifted her hand, showing her power. A glowing light stunned the two elites. Their eyes widened as Emily started to play with that small light in her palms. "Y-You... have the power of the Moon Goddess." Taurus stammered, too stunned by what he was seeing. "H-How did that happen?"