Novel & Cerita Holy Grail Of Eris

“What news do you bring, Hyde?” Hyde moved closer to Ariston, his expression serious as he delivered his report. “My Lord,” he began, “the alpha of the Vesper Pack is making plans to unveil an immortality pill to the public. It is rumored to have been developed by the Erylis family, with assistance from a woman named Margaret Rae.” Ariston’s eyes narrowed at the mention of the Erylis family. “Estella Erylis?” he questioned sharply. Hyde shook his head in response. “No, my lord. Estella Erylis disappeared after the scandal four years ago, so I believe that the immortality pill is not her creation. The Erylis family also claims that she is deceased.”

At that moment, the lights came on and the elevator continued downwards as Sule left the control room. * * * Above the wild deep in the forest, somewhere close to Caliba. A group of helicopters flew past dropping soldiers to search for the ancient land of Caliba. A land in which at that moment were being chastised by the Ngwal Apata. The Ngwal ocean had risen in anger, the rock guiding the village spun around in outrage raising a cold breeze in from of think smog from the ocean covering the whole landform sight. The rocks calmly laid back on the tiny stones and covered the people as soon as the soldiers moved away, the smog cleared.

Alex couldn’t tell what it was but a loud gasp resounded the minute the object was revealed. The gasp was made by Rin. “Lord Rena! That is the matriarch prized procession!” “Yes, this was passed down to me 6 years ago along with the title of Pride. The artefact that once belonged to the Eros God…” Rena replied with pride as she opened her palm and did a push motion. The minute that she did so, the object hovered towards Alex’s direction. As soon as it neared him, a bright dazzling light shone from within the object, making it hard to open their eyes.

Third pov In the depths of the forest, beyond the sacred border stones of Nora’s territory, Erebus gathered with his followers. The flames of their hidden campfire crackled, casting twisted shadows on their clothes and faces. Each of them bore the mark of Griffin—an ancient rune burned onto their wrists in blood and secrecy. Erebus’ eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “She’s grown strong,” he murmured, “but the stronger she becomes, the more vulnerable she is. The orb is waking, and she’s too naïve to control it.”

Eros sighed, and I nodded. As we headed up the stairs, he turned to me and said, “Erin is a Clurichaun, a solitary fairy that asked me for a job many years ago, and she is feisty and can cause mischief especially after she is deep in her cups, so be leery about roaming around late at night because that is when she indulges in her whiskey. I believe that she's already into her cups.” “Okay,” I replied and watched Samson rush past our feet shouting excuse me.

“In the code they used to breach your systems.” He looked at me then, his interest piqued. “What kind of something?” “A signature,” I said, turning the tablet toward him. On the screen was an intricate series of symbols, looping and angular, almost beautiful in their complexity. At the center of it all was a single word: Eris. Levi stared at the screen, his expression unreadable. “Eris. Goddess of discord.” “It’s more than just a name,” I said. “It’s a cipher. I spent hours decoding it, and it led me to this.”

she asked facing her with their eyes locked Eris gave an apologetic smile and held her hands to stop her “how do her highness stand the ridicules for so long?” “By watching their misery” she answered, Eris gave a confused look ”for every insult and ridicule, I serve them back in the same coin and watch their miseries one after the other” she pick up a flower and smell it “I find out their weakness or create one for them, then I let Princess Claire find it out accidentally” “So you are saying…?” “That I’m responsible for Princess Mitchel being married to the low life guard and also send Princess Jewel off without a ceremony”

The burning behind Erethar’s eyes—They were slitted, reptilian, and ancient. “You’re going to destroy everything,” Tristan muttered. “No,” Erethar said, smiling as he stood. “I’m going to reshape it. And Elias... he is the key. A vessel of two divine souls. A power the gods themselves couldn’t contain. I want him whole. Not broken. Not scared. Whole—and mine.” He turned and walked into the shadows, voice echoing. “Watch your tone next time, Tristan. Or I’ll peel you open from the inside. Just like I did the others.”

The thoughts made me giggled in the air. Shortly after I had adjusted to the circumstance, I found myself moving into a partially collapsed factory and my eyes fell on Rikas, fighting with a few Erisian creatures. The Erisians were the ugliest species dominating the purple Kingdom. They had fat heads, with an enormous belly attached to their malnourished legs, which made them looked like some pregnant trolls. They keep long, dirty fingers and never care to wear some clothes to cover their green butts.

“She doesn’t care about you or me. She cares only about Raven and she wants the Hollow Blade. She gave me her word that she's willing to cut through anyone in her way.” Lilith’s throat went dry. “So why go through her?” “Because, my dear sister,” Eris purred, “sometimes to topple a goddess, you need a devil at your side.” The torches flickered and dimmed, as smoke twisted into the shape of a figure in the blood-stained mirror propped against the wall.