Romans & histoires Legend Of Asura

"You are too powerful!" Ansley still had a lingering fear in her heart. Lucas gave an order to the Apocalyptic Legion, "The Apocalyptic Legion, go and integrate the zombies." ... The Apocalyptic Legion heard the command and headed in different directions. ... Lucas suddenly asked Ansley, "By the way, who are you?" He thought that Ansley, a Rank 2 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Gene Fighters and a genius among geniuses, must be a child of some great power! "I am from the Northern Wastelands Alliance!"

They stared at the horizon silently, waiting patiently for something to happen. A large white portal suddenly opened up, and the Asuras began walking out. Their numbers were even greater than the army Yuna brought with her. The Asuras continued to come out of the portal endlessly, their eyes glowing bright yellow. They were of different sizes and had the shapes of different animals. “Those are Asuras?” Cortana asked. “Yes. Violent flesh-eating monsters, known for draining the life out of living beings before devouring their physical bodies,” Yuna replied, pulling out her sword.

Marcus showed the prophecy book to his wife. Giselle only gave him a quick glance. "Come on! It's just a prophecy, my advice is that we shouldn't rely on it too much," he pleaded. "I know this is too much for you, this prophecy makes me a little curious because it says that Arnanta will be replaced by a goddess. We call her a goddess because she was born of mixed blood," he explained. "Mixed blood?" Giselle responded. "And I just remembered that before I married you, I was predicted to get a descendant from you who would be the source of our nation's strength, somehow I feel this prophecy is very relevant," he said.

“Unfortunately, I didn’t know that there were wolf traps in the woods and I wanted to pay attention. Thank you so much for helping me out.” Storm waved her thanks away. This is what she does. Healing. Her mother was among the pack’s healers and she loved it. “My name is Tasha. What are you doing out here in the cold? You don’t look too fine to me” Storm opened her mouth to tell Tasha that she was banished from her land, but that would lead to many more questions and she really didn’t want to answer all those now. “My name is Storm” Tasha smirked and she smiled at the reaction.

The runes pulsed like a heartbeat. The shadow paused just beyond the circle. It had no clear form, but hints of a muzzle and claws flickered in and out of existence, as if it couldn’t quite decide what it was. When it opened its mouth, no sound came out — only a ripple of cold that raised gooseflesh on everyone’s skin. Jude whispered, “What the hell…” Lyra’s eyes hardened. “It’s a Hound of Ash,” she said. “He makes them from the wolves who fight him.”

But this version of her — the machine-born echo — spoke to the world like a prophet. “The old bloodlines have failed. The world must be reborn under one crown.” That was all she said before the feed cut out. Now, every syndicate, cartel, and militia whispered the same question — Which queen is real? “Cassian’s report says she’s building an army out of the Vatican ruins,” Luca finally said. His voice was low, hoarse. “They call themselves the Ash Legion.” Amara didn’t turn. “How poetic.” “She’s using your name, Amara.”

Boris said, his voice hard as steel, “you are exiled from this land. You will never again step foot among our people.” She did not argue. She just wept and departed. The final moment came with almost eerie calm. Elder Roul turned to me. “Ashina of the Blood Moon Pack. You are the last of your line. Do you accept the legacy left by your father and brother?” My breath caught. Then, slowly, I nodded. “I do.” That was justice! I was not the last of my line, Robin was, but still, that throne would one day belong to him when he would be of age. I was only here to safeguard it for my dear nephew. For that, I needed to ascend the throne first.

They said it one by one and each of them has an aura. “What are you?” They all ask. “I am the Legendary Luna…” I hear someone talking that’s why I look around but they disappeared, all I can see is a mirror. It was me who is talking. “I am the Legendary Luna,” the mirror suddenly gone and the council looks at me and bowed their head. Did I just say it to them? “What are you doing?” I ask them but none of them move. “Uhm, hello?” They still bowing their heads. They stand up and look at me.

It didn’t matter that these weren’t true phoenix flames, for even fakes were not easy to suppress. “Now, are you going to hold back, or are you going to give yourself a chance, Asherah?” Old Fan stated, his eyes as fiery as flames of hell that sought vengeance. “No, I should call you by you real name,” Old Fan shook his head and pointed the large Durandal at Asherah. “Asura” *Boom*