Solo Leveling: Ragnarok Plot Novels & Stories

Which was odd because Silverveil's and Norales's were like the opposite sides of each coin. Ragnar finally turned to me. "I wanted to be the one to put that arrogant idiot in his grave. So in a way, I'm sorry someone else got to do it for me." "Ragnar," Caleb said warningly. "But I didn't like your brother," Ragnar continued, ignoring him. "So you being here instead of him isn't the worst thing that could have happened." He paused. "The question is... how do you plan to survive this academy?" "I have a plan—"

Only Romeo sat in his chair, elbows on the table, eyes fixed ahead. “Are the counselors back from Kiev?” I asked, but he did not move, just kept staring forward. “What, are we married now? You giving me the silent treatment?” Still nothing. Then, quietly: “How long has Ragnar been back, Alpha?” I exhaled through my nose. “A few days.” I could almost hear the crackle of thoughts firing in his head, feel the heat rising off him as the truth pieced itself together. Finally, he spoke. “Ragnar and Sorvane chose the same human.”

He watched as her life slowly ebbed away, leaving behind a pool of her own blood that spread across the cave floor. Ragnar smiled faintly as he looked down at his hands, now red with Lia’s blood. Despite the darkness of the situation, Ragnar was strangely content - this was something he had done for himself and no one else. He stepped back from her body and gazed upon what remained of Lia - he had been successful in completing his task and felt an immense satisfaction at having accomplished it so well. With one last look at her lifeless form, Ragnar turned around and walked out of the cave, leaving Lia’s body behind in his wake.

Yet this one had been planted on the opposite side of where we had found the last one. Ragnar let out a deep, echoing snarl that made the trees tremble. 'They’re playing with us,' he growled. 'Whoever it is...they’re smart. Smarter than we gave them credit for. And they’re probably watching us. And trying to push us to the edge'. I didn’t like the tight pull in my gut. Kira was out there.. goddess knows where...and somehow, some stupid soul thought this was a game? 'I will rip them apart when I find them,' Ragnar hissed.

“Her role in the future lies within the deal and mission to look after the embodiment of the seven deadly sins. The Supreme One will put her in the predicament to look over one particular sin, as this very place will soon be her pitfall, for she will fall in love with him. With her written character profile and the script of her character that she could never ignore, I want you to place her in her place when the book of Dylan will be open. The sin that she will be falling in love with must want to have the sin of greed and consume his kin in the process. For in that way, we will be able to finally see the hidden face of the enemy that is pretending to be God, in this game I will call, ‘RAGNA

One final manipulation to tear down the monster my mother had created. Around me, everything was quiet. Too quiet. Rogues from the wasteland started to drift toward us, their faces as blank as my pack's. Ragnar stirred, his hunger clawing at me. He wanted to fight, to rip them apart. 'Not unless they strike first,' I warned him. 'They serve Hailey,' he growled inside me. 'Kill them before they kill us.' Ragnar, my ever-bloodthirsty shadow. He wanted to burn the world down, and part of me did too.

So he took a twig, bowed his head and started tracing runes on the ground, singing an unfamiliar melody that still came to his mind: There is no sun that the moon cannot overcome The day the debt is paid, tremble Kattegat, tremble When the iron meets the shield, tremble When songs grow from blood fed soils, tremble Whether he has to raze entire villages to write long exploit runes with blood, A Viking will end up paying his debt And so Kattegat, tremble, tremble The Drakkars will tell you to fear his fury The horses will cry out to you his arrival As he comes from far away, Tremble Kattegat, tremble. As he continued to sing, he could feel the rage that burned his soul. A tear fell from his r

I was quite satisfied with his skills and said with a smile, "You can follow me and my partner in the future. We’ll take you to kill the final boss and get more props. With your abilities, you’ll be able to level up soon." "Who’s your partner?" he suddenly asked. "Noah." Ragnar was quiet. I didn’t wait for his reply. As soon as I turned my head, I found that he was staring at me with an unfriendly expression. I thought for a moment and quickly explained, "Don’t get me wrong. This is just the rule of the game. The players in the game can get married after reaching a certain level. A lot of skills can only be unlocked by doing so. When you reach higher levels in the future, you can also find a

Leo rasped through nervousness. "Even after knowing that she had feelings for me, you tried to separate us? Me from my Sasha?" Ragnar asked in a low growl. He wouldn't go back or further from 'You tried to separate us.' "First I'll kill you and then I will kill you." He said, his glare bouncing between Leo and Rayla before he continued. "Then I will make up a story that you guys killed each other and she will trust me. She has to." Ragnar said and raised his ancient-looking sword towards Leo.

Spread over many instead of focused on one. "There's a curse on your land," I said, opening my eyes. "Someone has poisoned the earth itself." Ragnar's face darkened. "Who?" "I don't know yet. But I can break it. It will take time." "How much time?" "A week. Maybe two. I'll need to find the source." "Do it." Ragnar stood. "Whatever you need, you shall have." The next ten days were exhausting. I walked every corner of Ragnar's territory, following the trail of the curse like a hunter tracking prey. Alistair stayed with me, silent and steady, his presence a constant comfort.