Immortal Executioner Novels & Stories

It erupted. It didn't fire a beam. It didn't send drones. It simply unfolded like a piece of dark origami, and from its center stepped a being that made the previous Architects look like children’s toys. It was a figure of pure, blinding white light. It had no face, only a vertical slit of gold where a mouth should be. It didn't walk; it simply existed in different points of space simultaneously. This was the Executioner—the "System Delete" command given physical form.

Dying against an enemy was honorable but to get flattened into a pie by an ally would see their name listed on the annals of history as a laughingstock for ages to come. “How did this happen?” Simon chastised himself. He had scanned the boy using his divine senses earlier and found out that he had not cultivated any realm and deduced that he only relied on a defensive immortal artifact. Even now, that remained the case the moment he tried inspecting the Supreme Elder for a second time. The new Supreme Elder was a mortal in his eyes. “I have an obligation to the seat that I hold. I will not take your lives but a punishment has to be enacted.” Maru replied sternly and wasted his breath no furt

Kalta cursed, annoyed that Adonis always seemed to be coming back more powerful than the last. He could not understand why the kid would not just die and allow him to reign in peace. "I am not a bastard. I am Adonis, son of the great Lord of Death, Adonis. I am the reincarnation of my father and your true lord and master." Adonis answered him as he began to squeeze his hands at Kalta, squeezing and crushing his body. "You would never be able to be able to attain being a lord. Death agents do not feel or fall in love. Those who do are easily killed, take your father as an example." Kalta yelled out in pain as his bones were crushed and his organs mashed up together.

I can’t explain why I felt pity for him. ''Are you ready to sacrifice the lives of your brothers so you can go to the kingdom?'' I asked Maximus. ''Yes, I will do everything that is written inside that book, I want to see my father again,'' Maximus replied. We talk about his mission, other than seeking justice for his father's death, he is willing to do what is written in the book of immortality, which is that they must die in the present time and be resurrected in the kingdom of Prophis, a place where werewolf and the vampire are existing, and attains immortality.

Why had I let my friends talk me into this? I looked around the crowded biker bar and sank even farther back into my shadowed corner. This was so not my scene. So why had I let my two best friends drag me here tonight? Oh yeah. To celebrate my hundredth birthday. Quite a milestone, even for a vampire, hitting that first century mark. I'd been turned just before my eighteenth birthday by a selfish man I thought I'd been in love with. He'd seduced me away from my home in New York, turned me then kept me a virtual prisoner, dependent on his every whim. He'd never even taught me to feed myself. But he had made me immortal and after fifty years, he'd dumped me, starving and helpless on the street

“I guess it is to be expected. Every one eventually comes to fear death.” “Impossible! I am Immortal!” Berlak declared, eyes glowing with rebellion. “I am a god. I cannot die. This is but a vessel. A pathetic and weak vessel. You may end it now but I will come back in the next and I will hunt you down. I swear it by Grivit. I will find you and I will kill you. I will bring to you the fear of death…” now he was rambling, spittle and blood spilling with each word… “and when I’m done with you every one will understand my power. I am a god and you are nothing but a puny mor—”

Like it just happened yesterday. They made me who I am now, and I don’t have any regret for killing Kevin, Alex, and Gin and there are two more. It’s Alvin Ross who is now Ervin Ross and no matter how he hides, who he is...is who he is. Yeah right! I remember that quotation from Mother Conqueror. It says…

In an attempt to correct the story in the way we deem correct and to find our soul partner in the end. The soul partner of each Immortal is their ultimate goal when being thrown into this new reality. We don't have a clue about that person, but if we correct the story in the right way, finding him is our final prize. This is the person who will return with us to our land, earn the blessing of the Evermore, and become an Immortal through a secret divine ritual only known by Brayanlynn. When we turn 20 and are sent to the reality of our books of destiny, we arrive in such reality as a shooting star that fell from the sky, but in the form of a baby.

This hut is covered by a large tree whose roots will eventually grow. She immediately ran to the hut. She quickly knocked and looked around to make sure no one had followed her. "Hello?! Is there anyone in there?!" She knocked on the door and she turned around again. She saw no other creatures there but huge trees and a dark atmosphere. She also had seeing eyes that she was sure were from wild wolves that did not approach immortals. She heard the door creak and it opened and she saw an old man in a black cloak with a long white beard. The wrinkled skin is visible on its face. The sorcerer was the only immortal who grew old because of his exit from Wysteria.

I grabbed him pulling him toward me. "No you can't do this to me," I sobbed as his lifeless eyes looked up at me. I rested my head on his chest overcome by my sorrow. I hadn't realized how much I had grown to care for him. Zavier cheered a sadistic cheer, a joyful celebration to him. I watched as a glowing light entered my body and I knew Van had done what he said, given me immortality but it was a cursed immortal life without him. I felt rage pounding inside me as I stood facing Zavier. "You killed him!"