Oblivion Potion Novels & Stories

“And yet we both survived. That’s what this is about, survival. The oath is a promise. Bound by blood. Freed only by death… or rebirth.” She lifted the bowl toward Olivia. “Drink, and you’ll see what’s always been yours.” Olivia stared at it. Every instinct screamed no! but she couldn’t back down now. She had come too far. She took the bowl, felt the warmth seep through her hands, and drank. The metallic taste hit her tongue, copper, wine, and something darker. Her vision blurred. The world pulsed red and gold. She felt her heartbeat slow, then quicken again, stronger.

“It takes ten days for an occulence curse to resolve with treatment, and after that, a single hunter berry per month on the full moon will prevent the afflicted from turning back into a rogue when they shift.” “Very good.” Cleo smiles, her eyes meeting mine as she opens a jar of something sticky and rather stinky. Stems coated in a silver, pungent oil drop into my palm. “Silvervain.” “Good.” Another jar opens. “Severfell.” “Good. And this?” I sniff deeply, the smell coating and briefly numbing my nose. “Wolfsbane, of course.” She grins. “Gotta be careful with that one.”

" I shouted, I turned to talk to her but she was already gone. Everyone jumped up and scrambled. "Do not take more than what you need! We do not have time to slow down!" I yelled out before running and grabbing for four potions that were checked off to me. I created one very special potion for Bosch, it will turn him to stone but only for a few hours and I knew it would give us the advantage we needed. I met up with everyone out front. "You all know your positions. Teleport to them and stay low and stay quiet. Listen for Alley and Stephen, if you see Ambrosia and her team try to stay by some of them. We have the hidden potions and no one is expecting us there. Go now!" I said before I ran up

Anderson replied. "I've further reduced the staff and guards who stay in that wing," Augustus informed. "Thank you for your work." I thanked him and soon saw Sebastian returning. Healing potion in hand, this one is different, as its contents are greenish, which means it has a much higher level than those found in the markets.

“We took her to the hospital but they said the only solution is to get her a special antidote called Soul potion. It is very rare and expensive,” I’ve heard about soul potion. It was one of the most effective healing potions but it was very hard to come by, mostly because the herbs used to make it were only found on top of high mountains in the west. Only the most important people had access to it. I took in a deep breath, trying not to lose it so Faith wouldn’t be more distressed. “So what is Dad saying about this,” “You know how he is, he doesn’t care. What do I do Kennedy?”

“We model the characters after real humans, but we realize we don’t want to make them too humans, otherwise it would beat the purpose of another reality." "It’s more like a perfected and advanced version of humans, here we never get sick on our own and when we are injured in any way shape or form, we can just drink this potion to boost our HP level. It’s quite convenient.” He handed her over a bottle of purple potion. “You can store that thing in your storage, just blink twice quickly and it will open the storage for you and you can just place it there and blink twice to turn off the storage option.” He explained.

Everywhere suddenly became silent. The noise from outside faded into the background as memories of last night resurfaced. (Flash back) The moment I rescued Lyra and took her to the empty shed, I left to contact Caleb immediately. Moon Veil wasn't something to take lightly. It was one of the most vicious aphrodisiacs recently circulating through the black market. Fortunately, every poison had its antidote… If one knew where to look. "I need the antidote for Moon Veil Potion as quickly as possible… contact Neil if you have to," I told Caleb the moment he answered.

Moritz sat up again, a dubious expression on his face. Pfft. I rummaged through my storage, bringing out three potions. It was a green liquid stored in a glass bottle the size of my palm. "Graciously take this. Unfortunately, I can only utilize my ability on myself." As the two caught the potions on their palms, I hurled them. -PAK "Ouch! Oh, my nose!" … Shred! As a hole appeared on the Goblin's head, a blade flashed. Eliza wiped the sweat from her temples as she took in her surroundings.

I couldn't just stand by and watch the pack die. The black wolf leader padded over, a freshly picked stalk of Blazing Flame Grass in its mouth, and gently placed it at my feet. I stroked its head and picked up the herb. The plague was extremely virulent; ordinary herbs couldn't suppress it. This was the final ingredient. Without hesitation, I snapped the Blazing Flame Grass and dropped it into the furiously boiling black potion. Hiss... A plume of white steam rose. The foul, murky black liquid miraculously transformed within seconds, turning a clear, translucent pale gold.