روايات وقصص ضمن Kingdom Of Ruin

My heart hammered. His voice lowered, deeper than I’d ever heard it. “And you…” He pointed the rim of his glass toward me, eyes burning with something molten and terrifying. “You have no idea how much blood stain lies in my palm just to make sure you are mine.” Air left my lungs. He didn’t move. He didn’t look away. He just watched me absorb the truth that shattered everything I thought I knew. He had destroyed the North. Killed hundreds. Framed a king.

Luminous was already been destroyed by Reifus who was also a threat to his majesty. There were seven kingdoms who's been destined to ruined his majesty's reign and these kingdom was: Mavis Ancienterre, Luminous Espirious, Freille Aciere, Dracous Alourre, Elvious Levou, Dwaa Acre and Gaurdous Satierre. So far, they already took down one of these seven kingdoms; Luminous Espirious. Mavis is next, yet, Nicholai had just heard about the remaining kingdoms from his majesty. Freille Aciere, Dracous Allourre, Elvious Levou, Dwaa Acre and Gaudrous Satierre. These kingdoms were unknown, for their location was not yet been discovered. But his majesty's believed that they existed.

The kingdom had been brought to naught. Everyone and all the infrastructures of the kingdom of Muzagah had been destroyed. Charred ruins wafted grey smokes in the air. The carnage was a tragedy and a horrid sight to behold. The Motherland was littered with thousands of filthy corpses. Still intertwined together, they strode slowly on, making their way through the bodies; scanning about the corpses to identify their relative’s faces.

AURELIAN POV: “What you saw,” he said calmly as the invisible walls around us disappeared completely, “was what this kingdom looked like before they came.” The beautiful city was gone now. There were no glowing towers, no silver lights. Only ruin. It looked like a wasteland. Collapsed structures stretched endlessly beneath a dark sky while dust drifted through broken streets that looked abandoned for centuries. Massive cracks ran through entire buildings. Some parts of the kingdom looked melted. Others looked shattered.

Piles of rubble scattered everywhere and just to my far left is a tall broken down building that looks suspiciously like a castle. I noticed that the prince's expressions turned grim and that made my curiosity tingle. "What is this place?" I asked them. "It's the ruins of the former kingdom of Gija." Said Nate. He rode beside me so he could speak to me more clearly. "This is the kingdom of the Tamers. They control beasts and do their bidding." "What happened to them?" Nate's face hardened. "You don't want to know the details, but I'll give you a hint. Tereau."

The First King's Challenge The ruined kingdom stretched endlessly. Broken towers pierced the dark sky. Collapsed castles littered the landscape. The ground itself was scarred by ancient wars. Everywhere Thomas looked— he saw destruction. Not ordinary destruction. Ancient destruction. The kind left behind by gods. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Arkan sat upon the shattered throne. Calm. Patient. Watching. The First King. The original ruler. The creator of the Crown System.

Raisa and Helie said together, Raisa continuing lightly, "We will get there when we get there, sweet." "She's right," said Helie, sniffing one last time as she reached resoluteness. "Right now, we have to focus on finding—" I pointed ahead. "That?!" Raisa leaned forward and breathed, "Oh, my Goddess." A kingdom of ruins. That was the only thing I could think of to describe what was looming ahead of us, because that's exactly what it was. Like Dust and Nedra and Niburgh all combined, rows and rows of adobe and sand and wood buildings in four tiers, it was a wonder of architecture and mystery, a study of grim wonder of who would destroy what could have easily be

“What did it do?” Renji started walking. “It marked her descent.” “That is not an answer.” “It is the only one we have time for.” The ridge curved into a field of ruins. Broken towers leaned through the water. Roofs lay half buried in pale sand. Statues of crowned wolves watched us pass with empty eyes. The sunken kingdom. Not Vaelora. Older. The Tide Crown sent trembling reflections across carved walls. Words appeared as I approached. FIRST KING. FIRST QUEEN. FIRST BETRAYAL.