Relic Novels & Stories

“Ahh I don’t really know why, but I think I’m just gifted?” Miss Minerva assist me to go back to prepare for a bath. While walking she told me, “I heard you ask Vandross why your book is called relic right? “Your book is possessed by our Ancestors and passed by or sometimes stolen. Relics in Zennery are not just books. There are many kinds of Relics. The Battle Relics which consist of swords, armor and shield. The Enchantment Relics the same as your book where spells are written and the Special Relics t

Loop's markers move across the whiteboard as she casts them to write things, and she begins her lecture while we begin to jot notes down. Writing down the information Mrs. Loop says, as well as reading the textbook, it's divulged that relics are simply objects that have a magical spin to them. That's the easy definition I gather, and it seems to apply pretty accurately. Some relics can be small, like rings and lapel pins, while other relics can be buildings and monuments. For some reason I think of Valence's Mausoleum, and I think to ask Mrs. Loop if it is later. Going off a few

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Hopefully, he might agree to release me. When I returned to Beelzebub's dorm to thank him for organizing the fight, I noticed a secret door wide open at the corner of his room that I had never seen before. Curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to check it out. As I opened the door, I found myself in a dark, mysterious room filled with strange objects and artifacts. As I explored the room, I discovered a hidden portal that led to another realm. Gasping in shock, I mumbled, "He kept the portal here."

Seeing the people act, i can only face palmed myself. They came because heard that i’ll sell a slave. What a perverted people. I think i’ll rile up them more. Akira: Dear guest. There a special item that you can get after you bought at least one article, even if you didn’t get the slave. I then clap my hand and Imelda bring the box toward the desk behind me. I then open the box and showing the content. Akira: A stamina potion made from Orc reproductive organ. By consume this your stamina will be same as orcs. You can fought all of your Wife and Mistress at once.

Some bakeries, restaurants sold the low price. The people here are very strange. Collecting good things for charity while they try to use whatever they can, doesn’t waste. Before, Dean thought. Charity items are the things which were thrown away, don’t need anymore, give them away. Like this family's eldest brother, Iric. Dean doesn’t know how the restaurant's revenue is. A few days of cooking for charity a month. Also an active Buddhist in the pagoda. Dean wonders if Iric's parents approve of his actions, but his two younger sisters are supportive. Never hear them complaining, needy, difficult, can't afford to buy this, buy that. During each meal, their brother and two sisters say to the p

Inside lay a small, intricately carved box, its surface etched with symbols similar to those on the relic. Margaret and the Guardian joined them, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and caution. “It’s a reliquary,” the Guardian said, her voice tinged with awe. “A vessel used to contain and protect powerful objects.” Clara’s heart raced as she lifted the box. “What’s inside?” Carefully, she opened the lid to reveal a small, glowing orb nestled in a bed of velvet. Unlike the relic, the orb radiated a warmth that felt comforting rather than oppressive.

Isabella looks at him and asks, “Do you know how many relics Hecate created?” Alec looks at her and responds, “Hecate created five relics. The dagger, capable of sending the person’s soul to hell itself; the staff, which is used to neutralize any living being, no matter who it is; the ruby ​​necklace, which allows you to know if whoever is in front of you has bad intentions.” I watch as Isabella touches her necklace and says, “Is this one of those relics Alec?” “So, it is dear. I told you that when I gave it to you.” He then says, “the mirror, capable of transporting any deity through space and ti

But for the first time, I saw the slight tremor in his hand as he closed his laptop. ​He wasn't protecting his Legacy. He was terrified of it.

Maybe not in this life, not in this body—but somewhere, somewhen, a version of me had made that terrible choice. I would not do it again. A tremor shook the ground beneath us. The silver mist churned, and in its ripples I saw shadows moving—figures that bent light wrong, gods forgotten by time and sealed by blood. Elira cried out, clinging to my cloak. “They’re close,” she said. “He’s sending them through the cracks.” I reached for the moonstone again, its glow weak but constant. “We need the first relic.” Elira turned her face upward. “It’s not far. I… remember the path.”

Mira’s gasp was soft but sharp, and Hood’s jaw clenched, his stance hardening. Kael’s eyes softened for the briefest moment when they landed on me. “We don’t have time to waste. There’s a relic—an ancient one—hidden in the forgotten ruins. It’s the source of this dark magic, the heart of it all. And it must be desecrated.” The word hung heavy in the air, and I felt a shiver crawl down my spine. “Desecrated?” Mira echoed, her voice a whisper now, like she wasn’t sure she wanted to know more.