Reign And Ruin 소설 & 이야기

King Henry Pov When their vehicle drove away, it was as if the palace had lost its vitality due to the departure of my daughter and grandson, who added color to the palace. I don't know if I'll be happy or if everything will go back to the way it was when they left me alone in that palace and I couldn't find my eldest son Rhys Ephraim until today.

The fire cracked softly between us. No one spoke. Not me. Not Kael. Not even Lena, who now looked like she regretted saying anything at all. But it was too late. The words had already settled inside me like poison. The last Queen of Ruin didn’t die. She was reborn. I stared at the flames, trying to steady my breathing. “That’s impossible,” I said finally. Lena shifted awkwardly near the doorway. “It’s just a legend.”

They thought themselves righteous, Heroes, Protectors. They have no idea what they have just unleashed. "Ruin", I bellowed, and the very walls responded from the far corner of the room, a man emerged—tall, cadaverous, with ruby fire burning in his eyes, and a smile that promised ruin. Ruin....One of my earliest works. Ash, war, and vengeance incarnate."My lord," he answered, bending deeply. I did not deem sitting necessary. My anger had no patience for etiquette"Send them a message," I ordered coldly "Let them know what it is to cross me, burn down their temples, shatter their bones, make them beg."Ruin's head went back on laughter. "And Logan?"I stepped down from the throne, shadows dividin

"Is there any chance my father knows about it?" "Unlikely. The entrance was sealed with Daevari magic. Only someone of my blood can open it, and as far as anyone knows, I'm the last of my kind." Eron moved away from the window and sat in the chair across from me, his movements careful and deliberate. "But getting there will be the problem. The ruins are in the Blackthorn Range, high in the mountains. The only path passes within sight of three Crescent Fang outposts." "So we'd have to sneak through territory crawling with my father's soldiers, climb a mountain, break into an ancient vault, and get back out again. All while Aldrich is preparing for war and probably expecting me to try somethin

I took a deep breath and read the lines about the joining bond. “The Ruler and the Ruin are destined for a final joining. The Beast King and the Moon Child are fated to become mates. The life bond that protects them from death also binds their spirits and powers. Fighting the bond will destroy them both and bring ruin faster than any sword or army. Acceptance brings the new dawn and the peace that follows.”

“You cannot restore an agreement by pretending its consequences do not exist.” The Sovereign stood beyond the threshold, its black crown gleaming above a face that seemed carved from the darkness between stars. Behind it, the original realm stretched toward an endless horizon. Silver towers leaned over a sea of black glass, and the ruins of the first covenant rose from the water like broken bones. “You have rejected the keeper,” it said. “You have broken the throne. Now you must choose what replaces them.”

Adrian flinched. “He was going to betray The circle he founded and the empire he and your father built.” Adrian watched on as the words slithered out. His mind still conflicted. “You sure aren’t sympathizing with her, when she's as much threat as her father?” The man continued. “She’s not part of this.” Adrian said. Ronald leaned forward. “Everything is part of this.” His voice bounced off the walls of the room. “Step back.” Adrian didn’t move, neither did he answer. Ronald’s expression slightly hardened.

He was making sure I felt every ounce of the fire I had started. "You think you can just say sorry and have the world go back to normal," Liam continued. "But some things are broken beyond repair. You didn't just break a glass. You ground it into dust. You can't put dust back together." "I will do anything," I whispered into the carpet. "I will leave the house. I will go to a different city. Just don't hate me. Please don't hate me."

“Do you realize that, Kate? You looked like a prostitute selling yourself in front of your husband’s enemy!” I keep my head lowered, not giving any argument at all. Even though my hands are clenched tightly. “Do you know how hard I work to build my image in front of investors? And you ruin it in one night!” Paul’s breathing grows heavier. This time, he paces back and forth in frustration. “Because of you, my meeting turns into a disaster! My reputation gets destroyed in front of my colleagues because of your ridiculous drama!” I need to correct him. What I ruin is Paul and Monica’s heated night together. And secondly, I’m not the one causing the drama.

It looked perfectly like a person, and if it hadn't had pitch-black eyes with red pupils, she may have mistaken it for one. "Give me some time, and keep the demon busy." Dior mumbled. The panoply of skills possessed by a hero should not be underestimated. They were dubbed "heroes" for a reason, and it wasn't just for show. Ruin Magic. Ruin was an element, but it was too strong for a person to hold in their sole possession. It would devour the individual alive the moment they used it, leaving nothing but ruins in its wake. And this Ruin Knight was a class that could use the Ruin element, though only under extreme conditions.