Novel & Cerita Life Of An Immortal King

“But this healer… she said she knew the King from before he disappeared” Now the look of disbelief transformed to one of irritation. “She is only bluffing. The only immortals are the royals. Every other immortal sacrificed their lives for the sustenance of Townsend which were just two at the time. Immortality is passed on from reign to reign. Meaning if King Xanthanius was to pass down his crown to the next Townsend, he would make the Townsend an immortal as the way the previous ruler had made his family immortal under the order of Hecate coronation. Another story you would come across while reading. This is done in case unfortunate events occur to the ruling Townsend, there would be a repla

“I’m from a kingdom called Scarlett Thunder.” “I’ve never heard of it.” “You wouldn’t have. They don’t know this place–the Allied Kingdoms–exists. We’re cut off by a mountain range and a sea, and a few thousand miles of plains and rivers after that.” She rocks back on her heels, her hair falling over her shoulder as she inspects me like a research specimen. “You’re immortal, right?” “I can die. I’m dying right now, just slowly. Immortal to me just means a few centuries of life if I’m careful not to get killed or starve–”

But that doesn't mean she's living the part, in her stories, the littles are more dependent and they are more on the softer side but not my little girl, not her of course. I was bored, it's not just the humans that get bored, we immortals get bored as well, we have all eternity to live through and being alone is very boring, being lonely is the worse feeling ever for humans and immortals. Being a king doesn't have its magic or pleasure without a queen, it's not the sex I'm craving, if I want sex, there are a lot of willing bodies who would lay with me willingly, but it's boring, it's lacking the emotions and the life in it.

"I've seen him in action during training sessions. The way he moves, the way he commands respect... It's like he was born to lead." "And did you know," Ava chimed in, her eyes shining with excitement, "there's been a rumor going around since my childhood that he's immortal? Like, he never ages or anything. It's crazy, but you have to admit, he does look the same as he did years ago." I exchanged a glance with Morana, feeling a mixture of awe and unease at the thought of Adrian being immortal. It seemed too crazy to be true, but then again, Adrian was unlike any alpha we had ever known. People call him the Lycan King.

We were handed a glass that I immediately tasted. "Another mission accomplished my dear, Amber. Aside from that, Mira is back with good news." I frowned and looked at the girl who had just arrived from nowhere. She stares at me with coldness in her eyes. "Mira?" "I already found out the place where we could find the one and only immortal..." Mira's words immediately caught everyone's attention. I didn't lose my strong gaze on him before sipping again from the breakable cup I was holding. "And last, after a thousand years we will have the eternal power, eternal strength and the eternal life." Those below started to cheer followed by the king's laughter.

Then, his soul traversed across a myriad of eras as he glanced across the past, present, and future. Finally, he pinpointed the source of the summons amidst the boundless chaos and followed the flow of time to its origin. King Luther found himself enveloped in the essence and blood of true immortality. A majestic force formed his corporeal being while the vast pressure of heaven and earth burst forth from his body. Sensing that his strength was only less than ten thousandth of what it was at his peak and was—at most—a mid-stage true immortal, he frowned slightly and felt a little dissatisfied.

“Long before kingdoms existed, and when men feared death enough to worship anything promising escape from it.” I frowned slightly. “And?” “And this was created for one purpose.” His fingers brushed across the blade slowly, “It was created for Ascension.” Knox lifted his gaze toward me finally. “Kings die, empires collapse, even legends rot with time eventually.” His voice lowered slightly. “But I refuse to.” Cold moved slowly through my chest. “So you’re trying to become immortal.” “I already am.” A faint smile touched his face again. “I’m trying to become untouchable.”

I should not be dead if he's tasked to kill me. "Let me tell you about the past." He said to me and took a deep breath before speaking again. "Before the vision that you were destined for the King, King Elijah was an immortal who did not feel love. Everything in his eyes was responsibility and what would be good for Wysteria. The officials already wanted the King to marry to have the heir to the throne. So many women were sent to the palace and placed in the seraglio. All of them tried to seduce the king. But they did not succeed. It cannot be denied that the king only used them for physical pleasure but that was not often because the king does not feel satisfied."

The silver light below the crypt pulsed again. Stronger. Like a heartbeat. Lucien continued carefully. “He became obsessed with immortality. With preserving the throne forever. The bloodlines rebelled against him eventually.” Liora frowned. “And they imprisoned him beneath the throne?” “Yes.” Thomas looked deeply offended by history. “You people really buried an immortal king underground and then built kingdoms on top of him?” Nobody answered. Because another sound rose from below. Not a voice this time. Movement. Heavy movement. Something shifting deep beneath the throne vault.