Keeper Of The Lost Cities Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I claw at the bark, static shrieking. Eden's voice softens. *The Seed needs a guardian. Someone who can outlast the storm.* The oak stills. The Hunter is gone. --- **The Keeper's Burden** The static rages, untethered. I scream, lightning reducing nearby trees to glass. The storm isn't mine anymore-it's the Seed's, fed by the Hunter's sacrifice. A figure approaches, wading through the ash. The leader of the Forgotten, her pincers retracted, her eyes clear.

“We have to destroy them all. It’s the only way to ensure our family’s safety.” As they deliberated their next move, a low rumble echoed through the cavern. The family froze, their eyes darting toward the entrance. From the shadows emerged a figure cloaked in black, their face obscured by a hood. “Who are you?” Wickham demanded, stepping protectively in front of Clara and the children. The figure raised a hand, revealing a glowing amulet that pulsed in time with the orb’s light. “I am the Keeper,” they said, their voice calm but commanding. “You have done well to make it this far, but your journey is not yet complete.”

The cracks spread faster now, racing across the clouds. Morrow stared upward in fear. “That’s not one of them,” she whispered. Helios’s flames dimmed slightly. “Then what is it?” Orion looked toward the ocean again. The water began pulling backward, like the sea itself was afraid. The shadow near Maria spoke again. The Keeper comes. Maria swallowed. “Keeper of what?” The shadow did not answer. Instead, all the smaller shadows began moving outward spreading into the city. Where they walked, buildings faded. Cars vanished.

Her eyes when he’d suggest this type of thing were full of scorn “We have our duties as guardians, and there’s no other place in the world where she’ll be as safe as she is here in the Cloud City.” Sometimes, he wondered if she was able to see his hands stained in blood, and that was the reason for her coldness. Lena wasn’t like this, when they were young. But since she would never return his feelings, then there was no point in continuing being a guardian, was there? The pull of a corrupted heart was strong. Perhaps that was the reason why Lux was able to call him even from the depths of his prison in the cursed land. ‘Let me free, I’ll lend you my power. I know what you want, and we can ta

shaw said standing up " So because a make keeper is more stronger than a female keeper, that's why I need one? " Ariana said sadly " Am sorry! I couldn't protect your mother, but now am getting weaker that's why I want a protector for you" Shaw reply in a croaked voice " You just spoiled his life, he is human, he has his own plans and life, do you think he'll leave all that aside just to protect a lady he doesn't even know" Ariana said squatting beside her father

It’s the first real secret I've kept them. The first true omission I've ever made. But if I don't...... It feels like I’ll lose everything. 14: Ayame – Yoshin

Its eyes glowed with an eerie silver light, and though its form was indistinct, I could feel its presence pressing down on me like a physical weight. “Who are you?” I demanded, my voice echoing in the void. “I am the Keeper,” it said. “The guardian of the bond you share with Aria.” “What bond?” I asked, my frustration mounting. “It’s broken. Shattered.” “Not entirely,” the Keeper said. “The scar you bear is a remnant of that bond, a fragment of the power you once shared. It was left behind to protect her... and to give you the strength to face what is to come.”

"The council. They were fools, blinded by their own arrogance. They sought to control the balance, but they only succeeded in disrupting it." He leaned forward, his eyes glinting in the darkness. "I can help you protect her. But the price will be steep." "What do you want?" Cole asked, his voice wary. The Keeper smiled, a slow, predatory grin that sent shivers down Cole's spine. "I want what I have always wanted. A story. A truth. A secret you have been guarding for too long." He turned his gaze to Cole, his eyes piercing his very soul. "Tell me, warrior. What is the one thing you have never told Lila? The one secret that could shatter her heart?"

The silence was punctuated by the occasional flutter of unseen wings and the unsettling feeling of unseen eyes watching their every move. Days crawled by as they navigated through the treacherous terrain, their senses on high alert. One evening, as they huddled around a meager campfire, Kai noted a faint luminescence emanating from a distant clearing. With cautious optimism, they ventured towards the light. The clearing revealed a sight that sent chills down their spines – the ruins of an ancient city, its architecture a stark contrast to the traditional style of the guardians. Eerie statues, their expressions carved with a hint of malevolence, guarded the entrance to a colossal library

The Dreamer's smile became radiant. For one beautiful moment, the fading ancient being looked brighter than ever. And as the memory began to dissolve, the Dreamer spoke words that echoed through every star. "You were never the End." The ancient guardian looked up. The Dreamer's eye softened. Filled with affection. Filled with certainty. Then it whispered: "You were always the Keeper." The title spread across the universe. The darkness surrounding the ancient guardian shattered into silver light. And a new constellation appeared among the stars. A constellation shaped like an open hand.