Overlord Volume 1 Light Novel Novels & Stories

It was Aragon. The oldest elder in the royal house, a millennial old werewolf. A member of the council, a former Zeta and War general in his time, and a descendant of one of the founding fathers of plane Weode. A man full of wisdom. He had just taken notice of their presence when his eyes rolled back in his head. "Give him to me," he heard the elder's voice say. Then he felt his body being lifted from the ground and frail hands that were old and wrinkly snuggled around him. Unexpectedly, sharp fangs sank into his neck, and hot pain jolted through his body.

The texts his assistant, Serena Cox, sent to his other phone flashed through my mind again, each one stabbing into me like a dagger. "I'll wear that red dress you like next time. Just for you." "You looked so handsome in that suit today. I can't stop imagining what you'd look like after taking it off." "Professor Thorne, don't be lazy. You have to think of me today too!" My hands clenched into tight fists. A wave of suffocating anger and sorrow surged through my chest. Just then, I heard familiar footsteps outside the door. I turned my head. "You're back?"

I spun around and plunged into the swirling darkness without a second thought. Not a single drop of my blood could be wasted. It trickled down and slowly dried up as it moved along. "Unless I back down, I won't surrender an inch of this city to you!" …… Maybe it was the power of my blood, or maybe they had truly developed a will of their own. The long night finally gave way to dawn. The morning rain cleansed the city. The malls and supermarkets slowly became sanctuaries for the survivors. The streets echoed with nothingness.

“It’s done.” But the nexus’s activation merges the realm with the void, the crystalline wastes and shadowed ruins reforming into a reborn world—silver forests, radiant skies, twin suns flickering back to life. Overveil remnants surge, empowering Seris, her starlight blade twisting with void, her eyes glowing with chaos. “I am the new order!” she declares, her aura a hybrid of light and Overveil, her Lightweavers rallying behind her.

He stammered, his thighs close together and his body turned rigid. “Why so?” Elijah turned her head for the second time, her long hair fell at the side, with her large eyes blinking at him innocently. “Becau- because Overlord conquered the territories at a speed of lightning. Over- Overlord accomplished an achievement that not even demons could achieve.” He played with his fingers, trying to control his nervousness because Shadow knew how nervous he was. Shadow glimpsed at James, who reduced into like a scared new student entering the bully’s den. “What happens before the ruling of the demons?”

Soon, the doors opened again and a deadly feel hit the atmosphere. Flapping noises reached the ears of the men that were seated and they all turned their heads toward the entrance. With discomfort etched in their soul, they watched a tall figure walk past the door. His cloak was deep red and it was decorated with the repetitive pattern of blood droplets. And in his hold was a hand fan that had a skull tip. The Overlord walked in with pride in his steps and nothingness in his pure white eyes. As his graceful steps ended at the head of the table which was purposefully missing a chair, the vampire announced his presence.

Will said, his voice filled with defeat. But I refused to give up. "We have to keep going. Our unity is our strength." With the last of my energy, I channeled all my power into one final attack. Cassie and Celina followed suit, and together, we unleashed a torrent of light and love into the core of the Dark Overlord. In a blinding burst of light, the darkness began to recede, and the entity let out a final, agonizing scream. And then, it was gone. The Dark Overlord dissipated, leaving behind only pure, radiant energy.

(Elijah) Although her voice were calm and had a tinged of caring in it, only Mies knew that she were actually angry at him. “[…..We found the Lich, the threat of the Lich has been neutralized…but another thing rise up…We encounter another Overlord in this place…Overlord of the Underwater, Chutullusia…wait, I’ll send a photo of it…there do you got it?…]..”. (President Mies)

I glanced at Oliver, unable to read his expression but gave Jack a narrowed looked of displeasure. “My name is Teal Mac-Tire, Alpha of the Sea Dogs pack and knight of the Red Branch, my wolf is Cuchulinn, who lives to serve his king Conri and he will be reborn. Tala Mac-Tire you are my daughter and I love you.” I looked into Teal's eyes; he had already accepted his death. I had not. “GODDESS NOOO!” I wailed, screaming and sobbing, trying to get away when without warning Vargr plunged a knife into the back of Teal's head and his clawed hand, simultaneously punched a hole into the front of his chest ripping his heart out.

"And I want the night to last forever. Our interests align. His gates will flood this world with primal energy. Magic will return as the dominant force. And my children will inherit the eternal dark." Amy stepped forward, her dual blades forming instinctively. "You want to turn the world into a buffet." The Overlord's smile showed perfect, sharp teeth. "I prefer to think of it as... restoring the natural order. Predator and prey." "Enough talk," Classy said, crouching and touching the ground. The concrete surged up, forming a barrier between them and the Overlord. "You want a fight? Let's fight." Windwalker clapped from his perch. Bravo! Straight to the action!