Immortal Technique Discography Novels & Stories

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.

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

I Hale returns only a moment later, immediately coming to my side. "You okay?" I whirl toward him, trying not to become hysterical, although it's near impossible at this rate. "Is it true? Is Relm back?" "I doubt it. He sounded insane, I wouldn't worry." His soothing tone does nothing to quell my rising fears. "But what if he's right?" I chew on my fingernail, which is nearly down to my skin. Hale watches my mouth, a the faint lines of his forehead deepening as he frowns. "He's not, Vaela. We will find a way for you to become immortal in a way that actually works."

They were around fifty, wandering around the world, living among the human just as the perfect human, still waiting for the sacrifice that could lead them to the path of eternal afterlife to heaven. ********* Author's note. Hello everyone !!! So, here is the completion of the second part of the story, The Immortal Love. Third part is on the way. You can find me on instagram as @Rosechrys5996. Do follow me to know more about my works and to chit chat with me. Trust me, I am a good speaker on chat, hehe. So, stay tuned and stay happy and healthy everyone. Thank you clicking the story and reading it. *******

“There’s Callan Maverick who reached the seventh rank a century ago. Now, he has reached the peak of the eighth rank and climbed the third stair of the Skyward Stairway. His Decimation of Immortality is unrivaled in the world and can neutralize all incoming attacks. “There’s also Winston Blithe whose Blithe Fist of Abomination would decimate all enemies. “Let’s also not forget Bennett Caden whose Thirteen Heavenly Swords would shake the heaven and earth.” “Also, there’s Yaakov Johnston. The Whirlwind Sword Technique of the Johnstons is remarkable indeed. “There’s also Xavi Lee whose Dragon Hymn is unparalleled in the world. “The Sylvan Sect’s Master Maha’s Sinew Metamorphosis is world-renown

Severin closed his eyes shut as he carefully appreciated the knowledge entering his consciousness. The Wood Emperor Immortal Art was an extraordinary technique that rivaled even the old wacko's Supreme Oneness Scripture. Both pathways allowed one to become a true immortal, but the Wood Emperor Immortal Art possessed one unique aspect—it had a profound emphasis on harnessing fundamental mana, molding one's very being through the laws of creation.