Moonlight Butterfly Weapon Novels & Stories

I had to give a lot of thought to what weapon I would create that would be fitting for the Goddess of the Moon, who cherished life and wanted nothing more than peace. I started thinking of the predominant creatures of the night. The vampires, were-creatures, and others preferred the night. I sat for quite some time, meditating on the weapon. Each one I made was distinct and for that being alone. I had never made one that would be tied to a mortal soul. Then again, I had never met a mortal soul cohabiting with five deities. She would be a force to be reckoned with beyond measure. I started to heat the metal, pondering what to make. I wanted to give this one an arsenal. Not just a weapon. I go

"They attacked the southern border." I looked at Alex. "Are they coming here?" She nodded. "Not yet." "Then why are you here?" She looked at me. "Because I discovered something." "What?" She pulled a small silver dagger from beneath her clothes. It had a symbol engraved on its handle. A crescent moon. Surrounded by five claws. "The Moonborn weapon." I stared at it. "What does it do?" "It can kill an immortal." Alex's expression changed. "Who gave it to you?"

Alone on her simple wooden bed, Eira closed her eyes, guiding moonlight power to circulate along an obscure internal meridian path. Scenes of the frozen wasteland of her past life surfaced involuntarily in her mind. She recalled Kaelen standing guard before her, wielding a massive black greatsword, striking the secret sword-drawing stance exclusive to Blackrock royalty. Moonlight could condense into razor-thin piercing needles. When compressed to the extreme limit and unleashed in an instant, it could also transform into an overwhelming hammer capable of crushing everything in its path.

"What exactly do you want with me?" "You see dearest Molly Moon, I have been working for many years now on a super weapon, I call it the eminent weapon and when it is up and running I am going to use it to destroy every planet in the universe that refuses to be a part of my vision." "And what does that have to do with me?" "Your soul is going to power it," Admiral Baylanche said. "What?" "I am going to harvest your soul and the energy inside it is going to power my weapon."

Things will change, soon. “Now that we’re talking here, what kind of weapon should I be making for her?” A chuckle sounded throughout the night wood. ‘A lightweight sword but strong enough to cut through the strongest of hides of creatures. It should also be inlaid with something that could poison any living thing.’ The figure in the woods moaned. “There is a thing that your children call Quicksilver, it can do the job.” ‘Azrael don’t worry so much about the future. Know that things will come together in due time.’

"Your warriors need to wear them or carry them. Werewolves are more protected from shadows than we are, but these should provide extra protection if you start charging them now in moonlight now. This one, however, is for you" I look at the large crystal in her hand. A milky white stone with silver flecks that I didn't think I would see. Moon Quartz. "Rose, where did you get this?". "My father had to make a large trade for it. When you use it, it should amplify your power a thousand times, so you should be able to break the bonds with this; however, if they resist, it could be too strong and destroy their mind". Destroy their minds. That is a massive risk. "Are you sure I shouldn't use the Mo

Asked Oric. “The Bloodmoon Amulet isn’t just a relic, it’s a weapon. It’s power, ancient and unmatched. If it falls into the wrong hands, it could mean the end of our kind and everything we’ve built.” Cove said, his voice stern. A heavy silence fell over the room, the implications of Cove’s words settling over them like a heavy fog. The name of the Bloodmoon Amulet was enough to chill even the most fearless Lycans. A weapon with power that can reshape the world or destroy it. And if it ever got into the wrong hands, especially a mere human, it’s chaos.

I didn't have to be a witch to know that this object was filled with extraordinary power. "It's the Moon Blade," Nova breathed. "The… what?" "The Moon Blade! The most powerful weapon against dark power ever created!" she stated agitatedly. My lips curved into an awkward smile. "And… what does it do?" I know. It was most likely the dumbest question I could ask. Nova gave me the "Seriously?" look before answering, "It kills the darkest creatures ever known. It's the highest-quality magical artifact!" My smile became even more idiotic. "I guess we should take it then?"

“But in the wrong hands it could be tampered with and if The Witch is who she says she is…” He lets it trail off. The Moon Disc was greatly thought to be a long lost relic that can only be used by direct descendants of the Moon Goddess who are True Alphas. It is a weapon and a shield in one. ‘Alphas! Betas! We need you at the Gate!’ A mindlink comes through from our patrol, halfway through our meal. “What could that be?” I ask.

Swoosh!!! Wynton emerged from the pit and soared into the sky. “Impressive.” A dazzling long sword materialized in his hand. It was none other than the Yaneiri Clan’s legendary weapon, the Moonlit Sword. Wynton gripped onto the Moonlit Sword and began rapidly moving around James. Countless Sword Energies and inscriptions filled the arena to form a Sword World. James was instantly trapped in Wynton’s Sword World, and a crushing pressure fell on his body. Even though he had extraordinary physical strength that made his flesh nearly indestructible, the force of Wynton’s Sword World was enough to cause injuries throughout his body.