Novel & Cerita Naruto Banished Heritage Revealed Fanfiction

She possessed abilities beyond comprehension, capable of bending reality and shaping the very fabric of existence. As Sable and Jericho delved deeper into the pages of the book, they discovered the true purpose behind their journey. It was not simply to uncover Sable's heritage, but to embrace her destiny and fulfill the prophecy that had been foretold since ancient times. The prophecy spoke of a cataclysmic event that would shake the foundations of both realms, threatening the delicate balance that held them together. Only someone with Sable's unique lineage had the power to avert this disaster and restore harmony.

“What did you do to remove the pain? For a moment there, I could feel the intense pain of our bond breaking, and then, when you put your hand on my shoulder, there was nothing.” “First of all, please call me Adriana. We are now family joined together by our children. Secondly, my Lycan heritage comes from the Fae. My ancestors are Prince Thorn, the only son of Queen Aurora, who was fated to Ariana, a Wolf-Shifter whom I was named after. Since I am a member of the Fae Royal Family, I also have the ability to use Fae magic. It is that which allowed me to transmute your pain.”

I confessed. His eyes widened. I apparently took him by surprise with that. “I know that things couldn’t work. Even if I didn’t have to leave to escape my father, we both know things would be difficult. I’m still the heir to the Hatake clan, you’re still a cop, and you know that I’m Kitsune.” I frowned, looking away from him.

“So… we’re not just cursed? We’re… descended from a goddess?” Kieran finally looked at him, a complex expression in his silver eyes. “That is what the oldest texts claim. It is a heritage of power, Nathaniel, not a pestilence. Now,” he said, turning away from the painting and back toward the endless rows of knowledge, “let’s see if we can find out what that heritage means for you.”

I rub her shoulder to calm her down. “When I was at Talon’s house, his parents gave me a book, a real history book. Not the watered-down shit Lycroft uses.” She swallows, “there was this chapter about magic-eaters like Nester Rist, how they can use their magic to recall their dead back to them and build their army.” She raises her eyes, horror lining the brown, and for the first time, I feel true fear. “The circle and two lightning bolts aren’t a sign of my heritage at all; they’re of Nester Rist. My mum simply drew it in the letter to warn me.”

I have clawed my way too far to bow to a child of moonlight. A steadier thought answered. You are the shortsighted one. She is Narine, daughter of Aeryna. Her power sings across oceans and marshes, it laces our veins no matter where we are, binding what should be unbound. No false witchcraft could weave this tether. Even the abyss cannot conjure a link this vast. Sometimes we must know when defeat has arrived at our door. Night cannot war against dawn forever. Another voice added. The murmuring deepened, folding over itself until I pushed through. Brothers, sisters, listen. Banishment can be undone. I will see it lifted, but there will be consequences. We cannot pretend innocence.

Subdued. “I want to give it to her later today,” I explained. “I want to tell her it’s a special family heirloom that it belonged to her grandparents. And all those in the Starsmoon line. I’d like us to tell her together when the time’s right about her shifter heritage. I know we’ve dropped enough on her plate for now. But in the future, I want her to know all of herself.” Cherry was attuned to every word I said, her expression growing increasingly strained.

The enchanted forest, the silent witness to the ebb and flow of magical currents, stood resilient in the face of evolving enchantment. As the family retreated to their home, the elders continued their discussions. The tale of Mira's telepathic gift rippled through the enchanted realms, marking a new chapter in the legacy of Nampa. The intricate dance between familial bonds and magical destiny continued, guided by the whispers of ancient spirits and the evolving enchantment that connected the hearts and minds of Luna's lineage.

"Sangeeta is the last remaining survivor of the Sabrina clan. They where all sacrificed by witches and we saved her from that faith also. Her clan possess the Sharingan eyes a very powerful set of eyes that leaves the user blind after prolong usage. I saw her use it for the first time and had her swear not to use it anymore. She agreed and for years she hasn't used it no matter the situation. This time Darius made fun of her and belittled her so the spirit of the eyes released itself. Now since she had not trained herself to used this eyes, she doesn't know what Is happening once she starts using the eyes.

She revealed before talking again. “You possess a bloodline of immense power and intrigue, which you people majored mostly in divine healing and great knowledge of herbs. Your ancestors were once revered for their mastery of the arcane arts which was quite sumptuous. You personally were once a high-ranking sorceress banished for betraying the Red Claw pack, where you were also once a maid.” Stacia expounded. I thought I had seen it all when she made mention of pregnancy but right now, I felt like this woman here lived my life. I had no idea of what she was saying till this moment. It felt like a joke.