Immortal Ape Novels & Stories

’’ Before I could reply, he said ‘’ I see you’ve met THEM,’’ he stated, his voice turning into a whisper ‘’What?’’ ‘’You know, the immortals’’ he tilited, confused ‘’ The immortals?’’ ‘’ I’m guessing that you haven’t heard about them?’’ ‘’No’’ ‘’Well, you should stay away from them, unless you are one of those crazy about them’’ He said, rolling his eyes ''They might be rulers of their kingdoms, but I wouldn’t get involved with them; they are cursed,‘’ he whisphered

Davorin was waiting outside, pacing like a restless animal. The second he saw me, his eyes searched my face. “Well?” he asked. “I’m… half vampire,” I said, still trying to wrap my own tongue around the words. “A dhampir. Apparently that’s illegal. And—” I took a shaky breath, “—they’re sending me to Ravenhill Academy.” His brows shot up, his eyes has so many questions. “A dhampir? How? And Ravenhill? That’s……That’s my academy.”

Thanks to an explosion that had occurred in a research lab, an unknown substance was leaked to the world. This was the start of the apocalyptic era, where humans could get infected by the substance, thus transforming into zombies. Three years after the zombie apocalypse started, I died in the maws of the zombies. To make things worse, my kindness was the reason behind my eventual death. Surprisingly enough, I was reborn to the timeframe where there were six hours left before the zombie outbreak began.

“I can sense a terrifying presence inside.” Andrius was shocked as Cedric was a late-stage Aureate Immortal who stood at the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm. Even though his immortal body was destroyed and only his soul remained, he retained the strength of a late-stage Primal Immortal and was one of the top experts. Hence, for him to be terrified of a presence… What kind of existence could it be? Andrius took a deep breath, his expression becoming solemn. After mentally preparing himself, Andrius cautiously approached with his hands wrapped in immortal essence and slowly pushed open the gate.

It starts with us, and ends with us. And that is the finale of battle of the immortals. It ended tragically, but it was for a greater good of the world.

The Immortals' Assembly would open in a year and a half. Neither the Crape Myrtle Sect nor the Heaven's Edge Sect would allow any mistakes to occur in this meeting. So it was normal to eliminate hidden dangers early. There was no need to hide since the Purple Golden Thunder Ape had been exposed by the sect disciples. Caspian told the ape demon to ignore everything else and continue forward. The Purple Golden Thunder Ape obeyed Caspian's orders unconditionally, so it did not care about anything else and continued to run forward. "Stop!" A shout came from the two flowing lights in the distance.

She pressed her forehead to mine and whispered words I didn't understand at first. It was a ritual called 'The Soul Forge'. A ritual that could transfer immortality from one person to another. I felt it the moment it happened. Warmth flooded my body, burning away the poison, healing the wound. Power settled into my bones—ancient, terrible, eternal power. I gasped, my eyes flying open. "What did you do?" "I saved you," Annitore whispered. "You're immortal now, Owaine. Nothing can kill you." "No—you can't—" I grabbed her shoulders. "You have to take it back. I can't—"

The ape's was naturally me, its foreleg was raised high in front of me before it viciously slammed down, I slashed my sword at it at the same time too but I was hurled a few meters away while trying to dodge the hit. I stood immediately and dashed at it, It opened its bloody mouth as it roared and glared at me, its scarlet red pupils were fixed with a dreadful ominous glint, the exceedingly angry ape's eyes were fixated on me. Burning with killing intent, I stood motionless with the sword in my hand as I stared back at the ape. Then suddenly It flew up with its four limbs, dust swirled behind it and with explosive power smashed at it, the transition time between the ape's immobility to jumpi

masterpiece: a creature that looked like a Nightfang wolf, but with the translucent, glowing skin of a deep-sea jellyfish and the multi-limbed geometry of a virus. "Meet the Apex Pathogen," Malakor smiled. "It doesn't just fight you. It infects the Bond. By the time it’s done, the 'Red Steam' won't belong to the wolves. It will belong to the plague."

Of course there won’t be anymore cries, when the entirety of living beings had been wiped clean from the world and what’s left are piles of dead bodies that became the food of undead abominations and ghouls. Noel’s face twisted in disgust. Suddenly, the ground shook and dark purple aura began to slip outside from the earth. Noel opted not to step on that area of ground and floated, discovering that his choice was albeit a clever one. The ground that emits those aura melted any being upon contact. To add, it doesn’t choose which is the opponent and which is not. That also caused the dead bodies and the undead to melt after they inhaled the aura. The tower collapsed soon after that, only to re