Legend Shattered Realm Novels & Stories

He could feel the solar energy being stripped from his own gold-and-sapphire marrow, a rhythmic, agonizing drain that felt like his soul was being pulled through a needle's eye. The construct didn't answer with words. It raised a hand, and a wave of "Purified Fire" swept through the training grounds. The remaining warriors of the pack, the "Genesis Legion" that Kaelen had just created, were thrown back like leaves in a furnace. Only the Obsidian Vanguard stood their ground, their blackened bone-armor smoking as the violet crystal visors struggled to filter the brilliance.

"She's one of the Primordial Dragons, of course. She controls numerous loyal dragon descendants, and she owns this realm. She even has many treasures that I don't know about..." "You mean there are treasures besides the secret realm?" Adrian's eyes lit up. Although there were many treasures in the secret realm, most did not catch his interest. "Stop thinking about it. Those things aren’t items you can easily come by. Even though I've become stronger, I don't dare to touch them.” "You should be around the same level as a war legate above level eight, right?" "War legate? What kind of term is that? All I can tell you is that I'm stronger than any fighter at level eight. If it weren't for those

The bubbles encasing their heads popped, and air rushed up from tiny shells strewn across the bottom of the sea. “We’re here,” Ula announced with a sly grin as she looked back at Leila, “Finally.” Thorn blocked her line of sight with his body and hid Leila’s stomach behind him. “This is Slathar. The legendary realm of dragon spirits, where the ancient Stormy Clan used to call home,” Ula said proudly, “But this realm is too weak to exist in the real world, where the sun has lost half of its power.” “No wonder I couldn’t find any visible traces of this place…” Thorn muttered, “Is Mother Dragon resting here?” Thorn inched closer to Ula, finding his voice trailing off in the water.

• The journey continued the next day, but since Lylah had refused to sleep, she couldn’t fight off the wave of darkness that eventually hit her. By the time she woke up, the Dragon Realm was in sight. “We’re here,” Cal said excitedly. “I shall introduce you to all my friends, little wolf.” “Don’t call me that,” Lylah scowled. "But that is the name on your shoulder." Before Lylah could speak again, she roze as they rode through the towering mountains that stood like ancient shields, guarding the realm beyond. A land filled with ice, barely a blade of grass, death at every corner due to famine and drought—that was how Selene had described the Dragon Realm.

“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.

Lisa smiled brightly when she got the order from the control room, "Implement plan burn and destroy." The troops below her all screamed in excitement, the sky lip up as mana weapons got pulled out of their sheaths and activated in a glow of mana. The roars and squeals of remnant spirits matched those of the energy beast horde. A massive slaughter took place as a horde of Thorium Relm remnant spirits rampaged in a horde of platinum and gold ranks. Lisa and her raid team stood in the air above the battlefield, watching with wide eyes for any changes.

He demanded that the black crystal should go back to Mount Crest for it orinigated from the underworld in the first place. The three realms were greatly alarmed and threatened. And so Lucis started the war and released all ferocious monsters and wild beasts only found in the underworld; which lead to his own death and his two cunning daughters, causing also the death of guardian Jidah who was trying to protect the black crystal off Lucis' hands; and the sacrifice of the deity of protection and safety, Draea, who vanished into ashes together with the black crystal when she destroyed it with the soul-destroying hairpin.

Orion stood beside the central table. Liam had already covered half of it with ancient books. Wesley stood beside me. Chloe and Lucien watched in silence. Astra raised the crystal seed. Three dark lights appeared within it. "The sealed realms have awakened." Liam frowned. "Three?" Astra nodded. "They are the realms that rejected the Origin's new balance." Orion looked toward me. "Do we know anything about them?" Astra touched the first dark light. A vision appeared. A vast kingdom covered in silver mirrors.

He holds out his hand, looking me in the eye, “Want to see it then?” I hesitate before resting my hand in his. Before I can blink, the whole scenery changes. “Don’t let go of my hand,” Damien says, calmly. I squeeze his hand in fright as I find myself standing in the middle of what looks like a battlefield. Fighters are rushing past us. Blood is being splattered everywhere and I move closer to Damien, overwhelmed. “Three realms existed,” he murmurs as a blood soaked elf runs past us, stabbing a sword into a male’s back. “The demon realm, the realm of Others, and the human realm.”

I was a Sterling, the daughter of a fallen empire, carrying the child of the man who destroyed us. As I closed my eyes, I didn't see the dark. I saw Alaric. I saw him standing on the riverbank, his golden eyes filled with a pain I didn't understand. I will find you, his voice whispered in my mind, a ghostly echo of our bond. There is no place deep enough to hide from the King.