Ritual Of The Void Disrupted Novels & Stories

All becoming one. It's beautiful. Terrifying. Perfect. Wrong. Then something interrupts. A laugh. Cold. Familiar. Evil. The Void King appears. Reformed. Whole. Stronger than ever. "Thank you for gathering," he says. "This makes it so much easier." He raises his hand. Dark energy explodes. Hitting us mid-merge. Corrupting the spell. Twisting it. We scream. All five of us. The merge going wrong. Turning into something else. Something dark.

"I sit in its presence now, knowing that this is where I shall take my final breaths. Before I leap from the cliff in the ultimate sacrifice, I must ensure that the dark secrets of this place never again see the blessed light of day. I have found a way to erase the profane ritual from the pages of this tome, and I shall leave it here to disappear the next time this place vanishes. Forgive me, Lord, for my many offenses." That was where the passage ended. Lyda was breathless. Even after everything she learned about the Spirits in the past, she never thought she would come across something like this. She turned the page in haste. However, the last few pages in the book were blank. What was mor

Dmitri shed off his ritual gear, looped his arm around my waist and led me out into the fray. This was the first time Nathan had directed the ceremony, instead of Dmitri since the officiating couple were supposed to be bonded, or soon to be bonded mates. It wasn’t just a welcome into manhood for them, it was a fertility rite. Once upon a time, we’d be the ones to kick off an orgy, and afterwards they all would have run around goosing and kissing the women of the pack throughout the day to share their vitality and bless them with fertility. Another tradition I was glad had died out through the ages. Although, I did receive a few pinches on my ass, until Dmitri wrapped his arms around me more

“Everyone I need you to listen up, Mr. Baphomet will be here tonight with a close friend Mr. Demogorgon. We need to get the club house ready for two guests, and I’m going to need to assign two of you girls to take care of our special guest. I’ll be picking Kitty and Cherry to be the ones to do it, so ladies I’m going to need the both of you to go change your outfits and go get the room ready.” Before anyone was just about to sperate to take care of their areas, Dani phones rings. “Hello Mr. Baphomet, I’ll just about to get the house club ready for you and your guest. What? What are you talking about? I already picked two of my best girls to be taking care of the both of you. Yeah, I know you

Now, I have a chance to see his face. But, I guess the destiny doesn't want that to happen. We're in the midst of darkness and only the light from the moom gives us a fine eye-sight in there. And when he finally faced me, I saw the paired of purple eyes. That eyes... My heart began to pound. #30

As she contemplated this, another message window appeared; [ALERT; YOU HAVE SYNTHESIZED THE SKILL: MOLECULAR TRANSMUTATION WITH THE SKILL; BLOOD CONTROL! UPDATING PHANTASM! YOUR BLOOD HAS NOW CHANGED INTO A FORM OF PLASMA-LIKE ENERGY! YOUR BOND TO ALTERNATE SPACE: CRIMSON VOID HAS BEEN ENHANCED!] [ERROR! YOU HAVE NOT MET THE NECESSARY CONDITIONS TO ACCESS FULL CAPABILITIES!] ***

The shockwave flattened half the camp, sent warriors flying, cracked the ground beneath our feet. "This is the worst plan you have ever had," Rhett said through the bond. "This is the best bad option available," I corrected. "That is not reassuring!" "Nothing about this situation is reassuring!" The Void Emperor manifested partially—a shadowy form built from stolen souls and corrupted dimensions. He swept through three Primordials, consuming their essence like food. But each consumption cost him, left him weakened, vulnerable. The Primordials responded by simply unmaking portions of his manifestation. Erasing them from existence so completely they could never reform.