Morgoth นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She gave him a small smile and asked, “What has become of your family?” “All of my family was killed when Beelzanborg used the dark dragons to the south to attack. Then, once they had the Heart of Magic, Beelzanborg turned their backs on their allies and forced them to hide in the mountains as well. The dragons left from my thunder took to the mountain to train and wait. I know the dark dragons can still fly, but they do not have the strength to venture this far north. I think, oce the Heart of Magic is back in my possession, the spell cast over the other dragons will also fade away. They will seek revenge on Beelzanborg. They will leave the human citizens to the south alone because they kno

"Annwn will rise, Unseelie will rise. You cannot stop us. He has legions!" She shook the goblin again, "Who? Who is this He? Who do you answer to?!" The goblin burbled a laugh, blood staining it's thin lips. "Arawn, Lord of Annwn will rise! You cannot stand against him. There is no hope, nothing but Death that rides the dark."

Lana’s brow furrows, “You speak of the four horsemen of the apocalypse? Are you saying my sisters are the horsemen? But they’re…men. Arent they? ” Clotho nods, “You’re thinking of the human’s biblical terms. Of course, the humans would make them all males. Zeus forbid that females be just as vicious as males.” she rolls her eyes, which would be so amusing if the situation wasn’t so dire. “However, the basic concept of the horsemen is the same. You are Abaddon, the destroyer, the antichrist. Whatever religious moniker you are labeled leads to you being the ender of worlds. Once the balance was restored, your true identity and your sisters’ souls would be mobilized.”

motherfucking ph’nglui mglw’nafh hastur! hastur Father Ward’s trembling fingers typed ‘hastur.’ This produced several images of a spectral figure cloaked in yellow, one of which reclined on a throne made of skulls, and another Wikipedia link. The entry proved vaguer than the others, but no less disturbing. “Hastur,” he whispered. “The Unspeakable One. He Who Shall Not Be Named. Also known as Assautuu, Yastur, H’aztre, or Kazum. Mythical deity said to reside in far off Carcosa, along Lake Hyades. Often associated with gods of pagan and child sacrifice.”

Year 928 B.G The breeze brushed against Moria’s face as she ride at the back of the great dragon Chaos, the magical beast born from the power of the wind goddess. She admired the scenery above air; hovering high above Llfhame has been her routine every day. Although she can’t always descend to interact with them Moria always makes sure to keep track of the happenings in the Island.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

He despised sorcerers with everything in him, one had taken Aria and his child away from him, and anyone again who dared to come even as close to him as his territory border was going to feel his wrath and now there was one freely moving in his lands, killing his warriors and had even gotten as close to killing him. “But it's one unlike I've ever seen,” The physician continued recapturing Damon’s attention, he turned to the man. “What do you mean?” His voice came out dangerously calm. “It certainly is sorcery but there is an element of something unrecognizable, it didn't take a spell to do this.” And he looked up at Damon with fear in his eyes. “This was not done by an ordinary sorcerer.” “W

“You’re judging a gentleman with a petty mind!” Morgott burst into laughter. “Oh, Harper! Do you know my true identity? Why do Quintinus and Amos flee at the sight of me?” Harper was taken aback. This had been a lingering question for her. Morgott’s notorious reputation was indeed terrifying, but it only held sway over the divine beings of Haleth Realm. Someone like Xanthakos, Taiyi, or Emperor Tapia would not be afraid, let alone the Caeloros Gods from Xanadu Realm.

“Forgotten?” “Understand, Sir Andric, that our society had been split. Nearly half of my kin deserted to follow the mad Sorcerer Kotchel, only to return with an army of Moran’kaar, and most of those who had deserted twisted and deformed into Moran’kaar themselves. They are creatures of war, Knight. They can serve no other purpose.” Kayse took a swig from the water skin. “I was present during Dhume’s fight with Kotchel. He taunted our leader, saying that his ‘soldiers’, the new Moran’kaar, were the key to defeating the Grenyaar and taking the northern lands. He then told Dhume that a great army was being raised to take the lands from the humans and any of their allies. That many of the unnatu

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?