Novel & Cerita Lotr Prologue

Suddenly, every wolf in the valley howled at once. The sound was terrifying. The air tore open. A massive ring of glowing red symbols appeared in the sky, spinning slowly above us. The prophecy had activated. Every warrior fell silent. Fia screamed. “I see it! I see everything!” “Fia!” Elena grabbed her. “There are two children in the prophecy,” Fia cried. “One is light. One is destruction.” My heart pounded. Lucian’s voice was low. “Which one is which?” She looked at me.

The electricity searing through her, followed by the wild, heated burning sensation. “Why are you telling me this?” Jessica asked, her voice trembling as she spoke. “We are all connected, you and I,” Elias paused, “And the others. We are all involved in this; the prophecy has made it so.” Jessica felt her stomach knot and twist at his words, “Others? You mean….”

PROLOGUE The battlefield was ruined—scorched earth, broken stone, and skies ripped apart by magic that should never have existed. Mountains had crumbled into blackened dust. Rivers boiled and twisted away from their beds, fleeing the wrath that had been unleashed. The air reeked of ozone and blood, thick with the scent of burnt gods and shattered spells. Corpses lay strewn like forgotten relics—mortals, celestials, beasts of realms unnamed—all silenced by the cataclysm that had torn through reality.

⸻ The words struck harder than any weapon. 🌙 The Hunger Moves Suddenly— The Nameless Hunger stepped forward. 🖤 One step. ⸻ Reality cracked. 🌌 Another step. ⸻ Entire timelines disappeared. 📖💥 ⸻ For the first time… The creature looked interested. 👁️ ⸻ Not in destroying reality. ⸻ In understanding Ilyaan. ⸻ 🌙 The Forgotten Prophecy The Book of Origins suddenly opened. 📖✨

The trunk hit the knight square in the chest, unhorsing him and pinning him to a jagged rock. "Five miles to the Crypts!" Valerius shouted, gasping for air as he struggled to keep pace. "The entrance is behind the Weeping Waterfall!" The forest floor began to slope downward, the toxic fog turning into a thick, red soup. My lungs burned, the new magma core in my heart demanding more oxygen to fuel the heat. I could feel the Progenitors' gaze now—a cold, oily pressure against my mind, trying to find a crack in my Void shields.

I wanted to believe him—I needed to believe him—but the vision loomed like a dark cloud, a constant reminder of what could come. By the time we reached the nexus, dawn was breaking, the pale light revealing a landscape that seemed almost otherworldly. The ground was scorched, the air thick with an oppressive energy that made it hard to breathe. And there, standing at the center of it all, was the rogue leader. He looked almost regal, his dark cloak billowing in the wind as he raised his arms in a mockery of a welcoming gesture. Flanking him were creatures unlike anything we’d seen before—towering beasts with glowing eyes and jagged claws, their forms shifting like living shadows.

“ The texts also lead to the conclusion that the one who is to be sacrificed for the prophecy to come to life is destined to be born near the altar within 100 miles radius. The altar will look unlike anything we have seen as it was designed by the gods themselves and it should actually be close to our location. It is beyond any reason how such a place has not been stumbled upon by accident, to be honest….We have searched the entire territory under our control as well as those surrounding us. It leaves only the human city in the East and Alpha Ivan’s land to be searched still, but this will require being covertly handled to not raise any suspicion. We cannot have anyone outside of a selected

A few minutes after, we were in the car. This time it was only Sam and I. Zach was staying to lead the investigation on the prophecy. We had a few hours’ drive to do before we would get near the shrine. Sam’s mom had made us lunches so we would have something to eat on our way. We spent our time singing to the songs on the radio and talking together. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, we arrived at a forest of old trees. Sam parked the car in a dirt parking lot near the side of the road.

The sky turned white. The Progenitor fell. Not into the trench. Into the island. The volcano opened like a mouth and swallowed the beast whole. The light faded. The ground stopped shaking. The sky turned blue. --- I collapsed. Leo caught me before I hit the ground. My arms were black with burns. My chest was cracked open. The Master Key was dark. "Rose," Leo said. "Rose, stay with me." "Did we win?" "The Progenitor is gone. Buried under the volcano."

The moment she placed it on the table, I felt something respond in my chest—a recognition that went deeper than conscious thought. "That book," Lyra said with awe and terror. "It calls to us. It knows what we are." "This," Elder Morrigan said softly, "is the Chronicle of the Golden Wolves. It contains the complete history of your kind, their abilities, their purposes... and their enemies." I stared at the book, feeling drawn to it and terrified of it in equal measure. "Why are you showing me this now?" "Because," Elder Morrigan said, her voice growing grave, "the Shadow Covenant has not faded into obscurity as we hoped. We have received reports of their activities, their interest in the rece