Novel & Cerita Revenant Kitana

“The one Revenant erased.” The memories came like a flood. Visions I’d never seen before. A woman with silver hair holding me as a child. A blood ceremony under a red moon. My mother kneeling before someone I couldn’t quite see. My name whispered over and over by voices I didn’t recognize. Not Amara. Another name. One that had weight. One that carried power. One that frightened even the dead. The sentinel stepped closer. Kael stepped in front of me, protective. “No,” I whispered. “It’s all right.”

But at least she was free of Gabriel. "So tell me everything, how did the confrontation go?" June asked after she had settled in. She narrated everything that had happened and June cursed. "That bastard, he is so shameless, are you sure you don't want revenge?" "June, he is the CEO of one of the biggest entertainment agency and you are still starting up your agency. I don't want you doing anything that would derail your career. Just leave him alone" Elsa pleaded with her. "Fine, I will." she agreed grudgingly.

Bella Morgan I smirked as I saw Valerie Torn sitting on the chair with her hands and legs tied up. We closed her eyes and she kept screaming ever since she got her consciousness back. This is the woman who killed my mom and I'm so excited to finally see this woman. I took the knife on the table and walked slowly to her. "I've been wanting to see you, Valerie." I said as I slowly trailed the knife to her skin. "Who are you?!" Valerie screamed and I turned to my man giving him a nod. He pressed the button and electrified her body.

They emerged onto a grated balcony overlooking a massive, sunken concrete combat pit. Down in the sand, the fight had just ended. Standing victorious over the twitching, sparked-out remains of a heavy combat cyborg was a woman who looked like she had been forged in a volcano. She was a Kroltan—standing nearly seven feet tall, her skin a deep, hardened crimson laced with natural, jagged bio-armor plating. She dropped a massive, blood-stained kinetic hammer onto the sand, raising her heavily scarred arms as the crowd screamed her name.

I order as I glance back at the crack once more before I turn and begin walking towards where I can feel Rhea, as both Antonio and Benigno follow, keeping the dome around me so I don’t need to put my oxygen back on. It’s not even a minute later when I hear Rhea speak. “You cannot pass. Mi Rey has not invited you here,” she says just as she comes into view. I can see a bit of an outline of a woman from behind her, one with long blond hair which is currently pinned back. What is she doing here? “And neither have I commanded you to stop her,” I say quietly. Rhea turns to me and I cock a brow. “I will handle her myself.” She lowers her head, moving aside, and that’s when Kataleya comes into full

“Left behind when your kind fled these halls. It binds fate. And blood.” Elias stepped forward, growling. “You’re the Revenant.” The creature turned to him. “I am what was made from betrayal. Born of forgotten gods and the howl of wolves who drank too deeply from the well of power.” Kate tightened her grip on her blade. “You used Layla.” “She offered herself. I merely showed her what she already wanted — justice, purpose, legacy. She seeks rebirth. I… bring it.” Suddenly, Maren cried out. She staggered back, clutching her chest.

Galatrina sighed and smiled at the moon. "Alucard, the executioner. You sure are fast. And Teresa, the death dealer. A warrior that has never been seen to use her demon power to destroy her enemy, and the most powerful one that has ever been created. Even the past generation of warriors could not match up to her combat ability. Truly this is interesting." Galatrina soon continued to walk under the bright full moon. At the peak of the Orasio mountain lies the training ground for warriors partaking in a strict training. One of the trainees that finally be given a rank is Rioka Katanagi. A man in black hood with a grin on his face approaches Rioka.

“Good morning too, Your Excellency. I don’t need something from you, but someone probably does.” My forehead furrowed. "Who?" “Good morning, Death Judge Noble Park! I am Renata Viglianco, known as Revi VI, the strongest captain of Atolon Island. ” A tall woman appeared in my sight. She was wearing a dark green overcoat jacket and black pants. She had a badge on her left shoulder—perhaps it was made of Ruby. Renata Viglianco . . . Her name wasn’t familiar but her face was. To be continued . . .

“Mirena’s descendant is someone you know well. She was your mother’s closest friend.” Caelum stiffened. “Aunt Ellen?” I looked between the two of them, my brows furrowing in confusion but I said nothing, choosing to ask my questions later. The High King nodded. “Ellen Vale. She left the pack years ago after your mother’s death. Few remember her heritage, or the power she carries. If anyone should know anything about this tattoo, it would be Ellen.” Caelum whispered, almost to himself, “She used to braid my hair when I was little,” His eyes were full of nostalgia and longing for the simpler times of childhood, I squeezed his hand.