Novel & Cerita Immortal Affliction Mlp

Seeing the look of confusion still evident on everyone’s faces, especially Ursula and Beatrice, who finally joined him, they resumed their words. “While the spell that I planted in Raphael’s body wasn’t a death curse spell, but an immortality spell so I could legally make Raphael a god like me, just like Laika with Morrigan. Now that I’ve finished answering your question, young man, can you explain what you just said to me?” ***

“I received information that my father is friends with one, and that he is using one to perform rituals to become immortal, with Avara’s help. I heard that he is already on the way to beginning the rituals.” The witches screech in horror. “Immortality? Silas is ready to spill the blood of a Nyxarel for his selfish ambition to own the entire world forever?” Dolores moves forward and takes my hand. “Listen to me, Kaeden. This is no time to idle around or let yourself get distracted. This liquid, this Draught of the Hollow, it does more than dampening her spark. The Lamashtu blood inside is what makes it forbidden. It’s a parasite. It doesn't just hide the power; it prepares the body to be a va

In front of her, Marcus White or whatever remained of him twirled a long needle filled with glowing blue neon liquid. "You know, Liora... your blood is a work of art," Marcus said. His once-handsome face was now crisscrossed with prominent black veins at his temples. "The genetics of Sofia White inside you are the key to immortality. And Mavric? He is merely a vessel to contain that power." Liora stared at him with loathing. "You are no longer human, Marcus. You are just a lab dog Arthur forgot to put down." Marcus laughed, a sound like scraping metal. "I am the future! And soon, your husband will join me. The moment he sees what I have done to you, his emotions will reach a critical point,

“I can’t pick everything up… I can’t hear any words… but it’s bad.” “We should call the police.” His lips turn down. “The police would be no good against whoever is attacking.” I make a noise of disbelief. “Why not?” And who would attack the school anyway? Some deranged ex-student? A terrorist? “Because,” Alec says, “they’re using magic.” I stare at him, and he returns the look. “In case you still don’t believe everything you’ve learned,” he says, “this is a really good time to get on board.”

Before Dante could even finish, Incur pronounced something that took their attention. “The forbidden spell,” Incur enunciated. “Yes, those were the same words Maleficent had told me. I have volunteered to be her test subject to try this spell. The spell was successful but she had to pay the price of casting the forbidden spell with her life. I am immune to different diseases and have even survived the plague back then but I am no immortal. My Lycan genes also helped me become more adaptable, hence I can regenerate any damage inflicted to my body.” Dante silenced himself after these last sentences.

The pages flipped until I reached the page with a rough drawing of a woman with similar physical condition as High lady. “Thintoathanasia, also known as the mortal immortality sickness, where instead of the entire body, either brain or heart of an immortal loses its immortality, causing the body to age differently. It can be caused because of uneven distribution or concentration of immortality factors in the body,” I read through the page in my mind, not even realizing that I had spoken it out loud. Almost everyone in the hall, including High lady, gaped at me blankly. Nesryn squinted her eyes. “How did you know about High lady’s sickness?”

"Nothing's unkillable. Has a weakness somewhere. We find it quick." "In battle chaos?" Marcus challenged. "Harder, not impossible," Liana fired back. "Dropped beasts folks called immortal. They bled out fine." "Any that big, pumped with two hundred years of dark magic?" Helena asked quietly. Liana paused. "No. But rules are rules." Thea tapped the table, thinking deeply. "That fusion? Old forbidden magic. Bad reasons." "Why forbidden?" Garrett asked. "Drives them insane. Corruption eats the mind. Endless pain. Rage." Thea scanned us. "Imagine remade over centuries. Whatever it was? Gone. Just suffering in fur."

Aelanor cried. "Princess, if I may," Nimuel explained, "immortality refers to the act of living forever under the influence of ordinary factors, not withstanding external elements. In a way that the immortal creatures don't get sick or age when they live in their own worlds, the one created exclusively for them. It is when an outside factor is included in the equation, that we risk death, or illness, and this pestilence that is affecting the immortal worlds."

Lucian sighed, "I'll remove the bullets and treat your wounds after you fall unconscious and leave you in this cell instead," "And how long is that going to be?, till I wither away and die at an old age" Lucifer questioned Lucian, "Sorry to break it to you Lu Lu, we might just be immortal, after all, we are sons of Van Helsing and our shitty older brother is also an immortal," "I'll release you after I kill the witch and break the curse, I'm certain your love for her would disappear with the curse," Lucian said walking towards him. "And what if it's your love that disappears instead?," Lucifer chuckled