Mythical Object Novels & Stories

In the center of the chamber stood a pedestal, upon which rested the long-lost relic. The artifact was a sight to behold - a shimmering, iridescent gemstone, pulsing with an ethereal glow. We knew that it was the source of the darkness we had been warned about, and we did not hesitate in our determination to claim it for the protection of the realms.

Her gaze lingered on Dalian—far too long for normal—and it made his skin crawl. Resentment surged in his chest as he remembered what she and Aria had done to Mia and the pain it caused her. He forced himself to stay calm, biting it down. Lucian stepped in smoothly, trying to break the rising tension. “We came across a strange artifact,” he said. “An old statue. Dark stone, shaped like a coiled serpent with a bird’s head. It gives off this powerful kind of contained energy. Our scholars are too busy and occupied to research. Ravenna thought your knowledge of rare magical objects might help us understand it.”

He questions incredulously. “Sounds like it doesn’t exist,” he adds. Those last words echoed in my brain. …like it doesn’t exist. My brain took a big pause and then it hit me. That’s it! It’s like it doesn’t exist… because maybe no one knows it does. Like the Helios falls and the mythical matters that exist in our world. Still unsolved. Something that people will not believe that existed if they haven’t seen it themselves. The moonstone cannot be found in academic records or scientific books because it might not even be a rare jewel or mineral in the first place. There won’t be any recorded information of it as a natural object. It might be an artifact of magic, not an heirloom or a treasure

Their jaws hit the floor as they stare at us in wide-eyed shock. “We can explain the details of how that happened later, but for now, please tell us about this object you wish for us to protect,” instructs Lemuel. Gokcen clears her throat and centres herself, “It is known as the Orraikam. It is the physical manifestation of all the magic ever wielded by the Goddess Fretez. As she lay dying, to ensure her magic was never reversed and in turn that all makkares would survive, she preserved all her magic in the form of the Orraikam. Manon attempted to steal that power and become a God. Our mother has explained that the Orraikam serves a greater purpose that we do not yet know, so until then, we

Warriors were assigned new duties: combing the territory for landmarks mentioned in the oldest tales, interviewing the most elderly pack members for any shred of folklore passed down through generations. "The stories all agree the betrayal happened in the sacred grove," Nolan murmured, tracing a line on a map that marked a dense patch of forest to the north. "But the grove is large. And if the anchor is an object, it could be anywhere within it. Or it could have been moved, hidden..." "Or destroyed," Ethan added grimly, rubbing his tired eyes. "No," I said, my voice surprising me with its certainty. They all looked at me. "It wouldn't be destroyed. The curse has power because the pain still

Once I catch him, I'll burst hellfire over him. "According to the myths,there are various types of magical objects. Some actually siphon the magic from it's user and then project it towards the person used on. Those magical objects were basically built as a trap since it caused more harm to the user." One guy raises his hand in the middle of the class. "Does our academy have these objects?"

Now it seems not to be the case. Thinking through her, she begins to tell her good friends about what Olympian gods might have. “Well… According to the legend. I know that they should have many monsters and beasts in control. Also… they should have a lot of goodies such as The Golden Fleece, Golden Apple, Aegis, Achilles Armor Etc.” Aurelia tries to list the artifact from the Greek Myth then she notices that it’s quite a long list so she brings out a tablet from her storage ring and starts to type all the lists as much as she could think of along with their abilities.

22 GREEK WARS Everyone rushed towards the lower layer of the palace where John was. He stood before them and it seemed like he had made a call for them. "What did you find?" Butt questioned. Nothing really, at least not yet. "The gods have a weakness, and that is when they are being disconnected from humans. There is an object hidden in the depths of waters. A tool which can sever the greek gods from the humans on earth and those unfortunate men and women termed as mortals in this unfortunate universe."

“Listen to me carefully. The Great Dream is the creator of The Myth; he then divided his power and merged with nature after the process of The Myth was completed. At that time, a golden seed leaded the Myth. The golden seed is a direct descendant of the Great Dream and only appears once every five hundred years.”