Myths Of The Realm Novels & Stories

"That be the power of magic for ya." Renny fought the temptation to snatch the bacon away from the little man, and instead, turned her attention back to Pux. "You mean there are more than just the three realms?" She thought their world, which the faerie realm called the Land Above, the Nether, and then the Land Under were all the realms that existed. Then she realized the error in her thinking. "There has to be because the Summerlands would count as a realm, right? That would make four." Pux shrugged again. "Who knows how many realms the Elohim created?"

Miraculous artifacts, born from the rules of the Astral Realm, carried immense, often incomprehensible powers—Time White Feather, Chaos Stele, Elemental Furnace, Death Note—renowned across the realm. These artifacts possessed extraordinary structures and eternal durability, rendering them nearly indestructible. Fulgor had assumed the Eye of Insight would be no different—but it possessed self-repair capabilities unknown even to the Aslant. This fortuitously benefited Logo. Ecstatic, Loge realized the Eye not only was a miraculous artifact but also a key to accessing the Aslant Civilization’s Higher-Dimensional Information Space. At this level, civilizations could alter planar laws, manipulate

"I understand. But if you know something, please let me know. If she always falls ill here, it's going to jeopardize her safety and everyone in this realm." "What do you mean?" Hue furrowed his brow, feeling confused. Kith explained, "I don't know how to explain it, but I'll say it like this: Never let your wife have dreams in Fantasy." "What?" Hue was even more confused. That was the stupidest statement he had ever heard from his fellow gods. Kith let out a hard sigh. "Ah, this explanation is going to be long." "Just tell me," urged Hue, growing impatient. Kith inhaled deeply and then exhaled. After that, he began to explain, "Alright, it's like this: As humans enter another realm, they bec

well that's until he is taken and led far away from this world to ours. Here he discovers he is the most powerful being in the universe..however he is at the mercy of one thing. A human. His mate. HISTORY: Parrell to the world we all know and love exists another hidden realm. A realm that is the orgin of all mythical creatures, from witches, Vampires and werewolves to Dragons- the king race. This realm may be called the Supernatural World/ Sup Realm, whilst ours is referred to as the Human realm or the Neut (from the word neutral) Realm.

WRONG NIGHT As usual the lover were out hunting and had gathered some men to be killed, these men acted very different, they were supposed to welcome their death warmly like others before them, but they began to cry and begging for their life, Oyinda knew something was wrong or maybe it was the Laalu in her that had thought so, but she went on and killed them, Agbara saw it all and felt the pain they felt, he became weak again, and when he narrated the incident to Oyinda, she also feel bad, that night she had a change of mind. THE HAPPY SPELL When the world first began, many other things happened to those humans that had it place in the gods note of history, many thought it never happened an

I whispered. “The border between worlds. It is a place with no beginning and no end. Everyone dreams of it, some know of it, and few understand it. It is the fabric binding realms together. The place where myths are made,” he said, eying a particularly drunk looking fairy, goblet in hand, who stumbled and collapsed into a woozy heap. “Or, it's the place one comes to get piss-drunk and party until the Apocalypse.” I cringed as the fairy belched. “So, do you live here?”

I close my eyes, fighting an inner battle with myself before finally releasing a breath through my mouth and standing up straight. I looked at the man on the floor and was about to walk away when hushed voices reached my ears. I froze as I slowly turned, listening to what they were saying. ….“If he doesn't crown her as his Queen it would automatically disqualify him as being crowned King of the four realms.” An oddly familiar voice said and my brows furrowed. The four realms? That was the realm of werewolves, witches, faes and I think shapeshifters. I don't know if I was right but I think that was the four realms we had. And from what I know they're actually not at peace.

He holds out his hand, looking me in the eye, “Want to see it then?” I hesitate before resting my hand in his. Before I can blink, the whole scenery changes. “Don’t let go of my hand,” Damien says, calmly. I squeeze his hand in fright as I find myself standing in the middle of what looks like a battlefield. Fighters are rushing past us. Blood is being splattered everywhere and I move closer to Damien, overwhelmed. “Three realms existed,” he murmurs as a blood soaked elf runs past us, stabbing a sword into a male’s back. “The demon realm, the realm of Others, and the human realm.”

Eros said. “Well, that’s just awesome. Not only am I a Goddess, excuse me, a New Goddess but there are also Werewolves and Vampires out there. Anything else I need to know?” I asked putting my head in my hands. I could feel a headache coming on. “Most Myths are real.” Hades said. “Thanks.” I said giving him my best side eye. “You’re welcome.” He said, not understanding my sarcasm. “Aria.” My sister warned.

said Leon. "Look at this," Leon said as he typed something on his keyboard. Suddenly an image appeared on the largest monitor screen. “There are still many monsters in The Myth that haven't appeared. While in The Myth, we only face a few monsters, right? The rest of it focuses on illusions, hallucinations, delusions, whatever," said Leon. The screen displays pictures of monsters in mythology. “Dragons, chimeras, fire birds, cerberos, there are many more that have yet to appear. Do you know why?" asked Leon.