Novel & Cerita Konosuba Darkness Age

he will always be my MY KNIGHT IN DARKNESS THE END A/n: so this is the end of this beautiful journey.... And happily ever after.... Please tell me how was it?...did you guys liked it or not?..or were you expecting a different ending?.. If you have any questions , you can ask them... I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did... Thank you all of you for your love and support... Thank you Love you all so much.... So this is me ...signing off...good bye...see you all at my next story....enjoy ...lots of love...

He knows that he had a very sad dream but he can’t remember any details in it. -- “Why do you look like you’re dying in there?” Damien asked Linus. The latter is visibly ill, his complexion is pale and his lips are chapped. “Joaqin… he’s the reincarnation of Sunny.” Linus answered. He already mentioned his past to Damien back when he’s still adjusting to his new life. Damien’s eyebrow arched, “you mean your old lover? They already exiled us, what more do they want…” he spited. He looked at Linus who’s obviously devastated.

’’ Lucas was about to ask another question where the lady came in, saying ‘’Sorry to disturb ma'am, there is a man at the counter saying he is your husband, should I send him in? ‘’Umm sure, thank you’’, I replied. Wasn't he supposed to be at his office? ‘’Well I guess someone is not too busy after all and definitely not spending time with his girlfriend’’, Lucas said. The door opened again but this time, Rowan came through the door, wearing his dark suit and sunglasses. He looked hot but I wish he was mine, truly mine but that would stay a dream. ‘’Did you find the perfect cake yet?’’, I think he saw me drooling over him.

The air crackled with power as the forces of light and darkness clashed in a fierce battle for supremacy. But just as it seemed victory was within our grasp, the darkness made a last-ditch effort to regain control. It surged forward, threatening to overwhelm us once more. In a courageous move, Alder stepped forward, channeling the strength of his pack and his love for Cassandra. He stood defiantly against the darkness, refusing to back down. As the tension reached its peak, a blinding light enveloped the battlefield. The darkness screamed in agony, its malevolent energy finally vanquished by the united power of the packs.

The youngest was seventeen, the oldest was twenty five, three years older than me. We called ourselves 'the bastards'. Because, we were literally bastards. "monies would be paid into your account soon."I leaned into my cozy chair and took a long drag from my cigar, then I let the smoke trickle out of my nostrils and mouth. "meanwhile I heard that Alhaji Bubu is expecting some tanks of ale in a fortnight. " I heard some slight murmuring. I nodded slightly. "I think it's time we pay him a regular visit."I raised my brows leisurely In mischief and let smoke dribble out of my nostrils again.

Sure enough, it was gone. The image of him smiling at the clerk came to mind, along with the warm compliments about what a loving couple we were. That scene kept replaying in my head. I stood there in a daze, the bitterness in my chest slowly settling. I quietly told myself that maybe this was all just a one-sided crush on Serena's end. After dinner, Lucas suddenly set down his fork and said, "I have to work late tonight at the observatory. I need to observe a star that's quite rare."

Zoire said. Erimense took a deep breath,he was feeling uneasy with the story he just heard. "Mother,are you saying that the ages of darkness will come again?". He asked. Zoire nods her head. "Yes Erimense,but nobody knows how close it is already". She said,as she walked out of the sanctuary. Erimense took a step closer,to touch the paintings on the wall.Fear shuddered down his spine.Somehow,the more he looked at the picture,the more fear gripped his bones.

"But I've realized there's more to life than revenge." His words hung in the air, leaving me wondering... Was it the truth? Or a clever lie? Only time would tell. Lucas's evasive answer left me unsettled. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was hiding something. To distract myself, I brought up the Master. "Lucas, who is the Master?" I asked, trying to sound casual. Lucas's expression turned serious. "The Master is...ancient," he began. "Over 1800 years old."

I felt like Pandora’s box had been opened and it was sitting in my lap, all the evil in the world spilling out around me ripping the paint off the walls and tainting the carpet. If I stayed I wanted no part in their organizations or their game of cat and mouse. I wanted only to be there for Guilia who would know nothing about this. She was happy and carefree, I will do for her what my mother did for me and keep the world bright and shiny. I think it helps those of us who look darkness in the face to see the sunshine on those we love. “All right,” I finally spoke. “I won’t tell a soul,” “I knew you wouldn’t darling,” He grinned, if he thought that meant I would play any part in this scheme he

I sighed. I tried to remember the exact words. Darren just waited, letting me gather my thoughts. “So I can’t say the prophecy verbatim. Some weird magic binding prevents anyone but those who saw it or are about to speak it.” I sighed. “But the basics is that the founders of the Incubi pack, ancient spirits known as Darkness and Light, would come back. Bisnonna and Melania knew that Papa was the next host to Darkness.” I explained. “Which makes Luna Crista the next Light as she’s his mate.” Darren nodded.