Romans & histoires Immortal Technique Discography

Elena needs to be born in a place of mortals, away from immortals, away from Wysteria. "Forgive me your majesty for what I'm going to do, but even if you're destined for her, you can't protect her from something that wants to kill Elena," Sicario whispered words he wanted to convey to the king of Valeria. His oration also began. The surroundings are lighting up and his power will start to come out. He performs one of the forbidden rituals, turning an immortal temporarily mortal. It can remove the smell of an immortal while living as a mortal on the surface world. He will stay away from the demons who are chasing the immortals who have no opponents.

________________________________________ Xandra woke up seeing the handsome figure in front of her as she gasped clutching the comforter in her small hands. She tried to get back from him, she feared him. "Alexandra, it's me. Don't be afraid," he tried to make her calm. "Yea, it is you whom I am afraid of," she answered giving him pains in his immortal heart. "This is true that I am an Immortal... An Immortal Billionaire, you would say," he scoffed at his last sentence as he walked towards the window. "I hide it from you and every possible person I could. But I am not an evil person, Alexandra."

Beads of sweat run down his forehead, and he’s turned pale. “When they were talking in the courtyard…” He licks his lips. “I heard something I didn’t understand then, but I do now.” “What? What is it?” And does he seriously think we have time to stop and have a conversation right now? The new wave of Silver Hunters is probably already in the main building. They’ll reach the pool house in no time at all, and I don’t have what it takes to defeat that many of them. “It’s an old relic.” Alec grabs my shoulder. “It’s all powerful. If they get their hands on it, nothing can stop them. I thought… I thought it was just a legend, that it wasn’t real.”

I knew lots of immortals had served in wars. There have always been a few humans who knew about us and were willing to make use of our special abilities. Most immortals were given special assignments rather than serving in the trenches since they couldn't afford to have humans see them regenerate if they were wounded. I was absolutely sure some of those "special assignments" had been pretty horrible. I picked up his hand and kissed it then changed the subject. "Your niece I met - she was actually your brother's granddaughter, wasn't she?"

Only that he did. Heart thundering, he stalked into his war chamber. Castor found him there, standing over the ancient mirror embedded in the floor—a relic passed down by the Alpha Kings, able to show visions when blood was offered. Darian didn’t hesitate. He sliced his palm open with his claw, letting his blood sizzle against the silver runes. “Show me,” he growled. “Show me the one who is mine.” The mirror rippled like disturbed water. Shadows danced across the surface, then cleared.

(IMMORTAL) “MY TWELVE GUARDIANS AND HOLDER OF THE GODS AND GODDESS. ME WHO IS THEIR PLEDGE MAIDEN AND THE BLESSED DAUGHTER OF THE HEAVENS. WE WILL NOT GET OLD, EVEN IF THE YEARS WILL PASS BY. OUR AGE WILL STOP AT EIGHTEEN FOR OUR LINE IS IMMORTAL, SO THAT WE CAN PROTECT THIS WORLD.” “Immortal.” Whispering the word more than once and many times within the day, she excitedly prepares everything that she needed as her isolation and lies of being dead is what everyone knows about her, and that very word is the title she is now holding.

She also told me to tell everything that I will see because she will record it. “Let’s start cleansing first to stay away from the negative and unwanted energy” She said and she lit the three incense and chanted some words while waving the incense up and down, left and right. After cleansing she lit the candle and put it beside me and put a mirror in front of me. A human size mirror. She put crystals around me and let me stare at the mirror for seconds. She told me that the crystals will protect me from the unwanted energy that will pass through the mirror and the candle is for my guide. She told me to close my eyes and that is what I did. She chanted another word. Words that I don’t unders

He repeatedly warned me about trusting strangers. He even mentioned someone, there are immortals and hybrids lurking around the world. He taught me how to distinguish one from the other. One is by touching their hands, hybrids’ hands have a thicker and rough skins (even newborn have this trait), immortals have fine, smooth and almost perfect skin, while mortals are a mixture of both and have calluses (in some people). Another thing is their lifestyle. Immortals are freakingly rich people, while hybrids are different.

"I have not been able to properly express my gratitude to you earlier, so I hope this method will suffice as a token of my sincerest appreciation." Jaxon leapt from his seat in astoundment. "Are you sure, Severin?" Other people might not understand its value, but Jaxon knew just how precious it was. It was no exaggeration to say that it was better than the barbarics' Concept of Visualization! With rigorous practice, one could even attain a sixty percent chance of becoming a true immortal, or at the very least, a half-immortal. It practically rendered the Concept of Visualization useless and could replace it as a core sect technique.

Terrifying explosions continued to ring out as Caspian continued to absorb his life force. "Alas... The people in the Mortal World have limitations after all. Once I use the secret technique of longevity, they will surely die!" The woman in the court dress sighed with emotion. Although her secret technique also had a certain lethality to the people in the immortal world, the Immortal was still an Immortal after all. The real Immortal would not be absorbed to death by her like this, but it was hard to say for the cultivator in the inferior world. It could not be said that they had no chance of survival, because powerful descendants of the Immortal occasionally appeared in the Mortal World, bu