Life Of Immortal King Novels & Stories

“Just like I explained, you die… trapped in an endless void.” A silence fell. My heart pounded. I’d wished for death so many times, but the thought of being trapped alive in nothingness—it terrified me. “What should I do?” I asked quietly. “Simple,” the voice said. “You have one objective. Kill the King — Darius Venn.” The name hit me like a punch. “Wait,” I said slowly. “Darius Venn? The same man who destroyed my family?” “You can see him however you wish,” the voice replied. “But yes. That’s your objective. When you kill him… you’ll be granted one wish.”

She said that when she found out about these things, her reaction wasn’t much better than that of the people present. "Supreme elder, may I ask... who on earth is such an existence? I don't doubt that he really exists, but it is still too amazing. I can't believe it." Someone cupped his fists at the supreme elder. "That person is the Immortal King." The supreme elder took a deep breath and said slowly. "What? The immortal king? What's an immortal king?" Everyone was stunned. They didn't know what an Immortal King was. "Immortal King, that's the amazing and unimaginable existence I was talking about earlier. Later on, he died but his descendants were still around, so they continued to rule ou

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

I asked him back who stared at me for a moment before he continued to whisk something. “I have life longer from ordinary people, so yes, I can cook like a chef” His answer caught my attention and made me want to ask what I had read in the book that he, the king, was immortal, many said that in times of war he had been torn, bitten, shot but nothing could kill him. “I’ve read something about you, you know” I start and he hums without turning his body to tell me that he hears me “That… That you’re immortal?”

He added. "Immortal!" The king burst into laughter. " I am certain you definitely kidding. She can't be immortal because no human had been immortal. She won't even want to be one. Every Chosen with different endowments and specialty in various ways in correlation to their task and what they are destined for." The King said.

"Sadly I cannot answer that question. But you will see soon enough. I promise that I will always be around to help. " "Do we become Dragon Kings like him?" "No," she said. That discouraged them. "You will become even better." Then the two looked at her in disbelief. "Do you know what it is like being immortal? It is not the inability to die but to not feel anything. Hakja lived that kind of life and feels nothing, no greed or motivation. Even if such a threat that could destroy him appears before him, he would more likely accept it than face it. The reason he is doing this is because I asked him to at this point. The two of you are mortal but you have create bonds, relationships, attachments

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.

There's no immortality for the non-blessed humans, and the same is applied to the blessed. Then how did king Ma'la get immortality and become a God himself? 'Immortality,' in the sense that a person who is long-lived but his physical body has actually vanished long ago, and only his name and actions remain in people's memories (this is the only definition ardians have). While king Ma'la was searching for that person who has crossed his limits to tease Ard's king, he decided to do nothing but wait, so whoever is it, it will try the same thing again on him and when it'll come to him, he will definitely catch that thing.

"Master I'm not sure how to say this... but your life and my life is connected. When you die I die also. That is a master and slave seal. But when I die... you won't... as a slave, a master won't die." "I pity you." "Don't worry Butt I'm going to become Immortal! Hahaha!" "Is it true?" "Yup! I'm going to become an Immortal! You and I will be going to become the Immortal! Luis Park laughed. 'When I become Immortal I will fuck all the Gods here! I will surely kill them!' His thoughts were evil! Butt wiped his tears and smiled. 'My master is not like any master out there. My master is a good person.' Butt thought.

“Forgive our informality, Your Majesty. I wasn’t aware.” A shiver went through Haldir from the icy eyes on his back, and he released his hands from Rosemary, only to have her thread her arm through his and turn him to face her husband. Even to a man who cannot die, the Darke King was frightening. He glowed blue with a spark that Haldir had seen before, and he understood the immense power he was facing. The immortal human lowered his eyes to the floor and bowed his head to him. “Your Majesty.”