Noctis Swords Novels & Stories

"That you have to go get it." "Why does this sound like a trick?" I crossed my arms over my chest. "Fine, don't believe me. I'm just trying to answer your questions." His form began to fade into shadows. "No, wait. I'll listen," I begged. His form solidified again. "Tell me about this Night Sword." Remi lifted his finger. "The Night Sword is a legendary sword that was foraged to defeat the eternal blackness. It is said-," "Wait... eternal blackness? Like the darkness?"

And as I imagined for a longsword, it followed my will and shapeshifted to a longsword. “That’s enough!!!” August snatched the sword away from me. For some reason, August was breathing heavily with a worn out look. “…You win, Lucifer.” With that, August sheath his sword and return back to where he stood. …His reactions are telling the truth. This means… that sword was indeed the Crepusculum Ignotum. As for his relationship with the Spirit Sword King— I have no interest in it. “So… Kronos. Who exactly are you? Why were you so sure about the Spirit Sword King’s sword?”

Lazily as if all those worried faces were not directed to him, Nicklaus removed his sword too. But unlike Noah’s deadly sword, Nicklaus sword was just the normal sword. It looked weak compared to Noah’s and just one blow and it will break into pieces. The two sword were world apart and this busted ego and hope in Nephus soldiers.

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

The flags on the horses were white with the shape of something black and jagged over a circle. “I’ve never seen that crest.” “I have.” Hidi didn’t take long to identify it. “Those are Nochtens.” “Nocthen- you mean Ana’s?” Nicoli turned in surprise. “Why would they be here?” Though Nicoli asked, Hidi was slow to answer. Her green eyes focused on the rider. A worried expression came up her face as he disappeared to the front entrance. “He comes alone.” Hidi’s voice dropped. The usual cheer was gone. Hidi was severe and different as she watched. It was so other than her jokester self that he couldn’t help but grow concerned.

He held me down forcefully, pinning both my hands above my head with one of his. "I've sent Samson away. You can scream until you're hoarse; no one will come." He laughed cheerfully, like a cat toying with a mouse, enjoying the sight of my fear and rage. In my panic, my hand brushed against a heavy glass ashtray. I grabbed it and swung it hard at his head. However, Louis dodged, and his face darkened as he shoved me back onto the couch. "You bitch! I'm going to screw you senseless today!"

“Noah. Fefe. Show us what you can really do, show us your full strength.” Noah stepped forward first, his face calm, eyes steady. Without a word, he reached behind his back and pulled out his twin swords. The moment he did, the atmosphere in the throne room changed. It became heavy, electric, like a storm was hiding just above the roof. The twin swords buzzed with raw power. One glowed with silver red lightning, the other hummed with deep, rumbling thunder. Noah raised both swords into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he slammed them down to the ground with force.

For the first time since entering the temple, I felt hope. We stood together. Not because prophecy demanded it. But because we had become a family. Noctis watched us in silence. "You remind me of us." His gaze shifted toward Aurel. "Long ago." Aurel slowly drew a magnificent spear forged from crystal and moonlight. "The Spear of Dawn." Noctis summoned a blade of pure darkness. "The Blade of Oblivion." The air itself split as the two ancient weapons collided. Their impact unleashed a shockwave that shattered every remaining window in the temple.

His younger brother. In his peripheral vision, Nicholai saw Elvious movement. On its hand, a red sword appeared. Nicholai new that sword, the sword of Elious. A sword that can takes away someone's ability for eternity. In a quick motion, Elvious appeared just infront of Nathaniel, Elious sword on hand barreling towards Nathaniel's body. But before it hit Nathaniel, someone blocked it from there.

Moonstone accents adorned his gauntlets, greaves, and chest plate, pulsating with magical energy that resonated. In his hand, he wielded a sword forged from pure moonstone, its blade glowing softly with an inner light. The hilt was embellished with intricate patterns in Phaikón Árgyron resembling celestial constellations, further enhancing its mystical allure. As he brandished the sword, it seemed to hum with power.