The Eternal King Novels & Stories

he responded, flexing his fingers effortlessly. Turning to the crowd, I mused aloud, “Imagine, if I record the king’s name into my database now, at his age of 30. What if, in a decade, when he is 40, I use his ‘name’ while he is still 30 to reconstruct his body? What will happen?” The king, who had been watching intently, suddenly stood up, realization dawning in his eyes, “That means, we can be immortal!”

Gabriel combed through the notes that were sent over from Miss Hughs once more. The Eternal Kingdom had been in a major upset for some time it seemed. Since their princess had been taken and the previous King and Queen had to step down. Gabriel read additional notes on the Kingdom, and it appeared that the King and Queen who took over had not taken the necessary steps to ensure the Kingdom stayed at its most profitable. The King had a gambling problem, and the Queen was known to frequent not so tasteful bars and nightclubs within the Kingdom.

He wore robes of unblemished silk, and his movements were so fluid they looked like a recording. "I am the Aethel-King," he resonated, his voice a sound of pure, mid-range frequency. "I come from the Stable-Prime. In my world, the White Wolf accepted the Singularity. There was no 'Rebel'. there was no 'Flood'. There was only the Eternal Rest." "Then why are you here?" I asked, my gold-violet fire flaring.

He sipped a little before he continued. “Don’t worry” He assured in a much comfortable tone “Your Body is built stronger and more powerful than a mere human. Basically, you’re now an Immortal. You’re strength alone can take a battalion of monsters. Not even thousands of Giants and demons can graze you. That’s how powerful you are right now” He just stood there looking at the man. “Still won’t believe it, do you?” the old man suddenly asked. Navi, the innocent man quickly nodded in agreement.

Then the King turning to Juxon:] I have a good cause, and a gracious God on my side. [Juxon:] There is but one Stage more, which is turbulent and troublesome, yet it is a short one. You may consider it will soon carry you a very great way. It will carry you from earth to heaven. And there you shall find a great deal of cordial, joy, and comfort. [King:] I go from a corruptible, to an incorruptible Crown, where no disturbance can be, no disturbance in the world. [Juxon:] You are exchanged from a temporal to an eternal crown. A good exchange.

“I don’t understand, sir. No matter how far away the outskirts is, it’s still part of Country H. It doesn’t matter what kind of powerful forces are coming… “They wouldn’t dare ignore the law and do as they please, right?” Dutch said. “Normally speaking, you’re right…” Harvey said. “But throughout the country’s history, people have been chasing after one thing. “Since ancient times, every single king would fight for the first half of their lives just to rule forever. And to be immortal, they kept fighting for the latter half of their lives as well. “If kings are like this, what do you think of the powerful forces that are coming here? The bead’s all about everlasting life, after all.”

​I looked up at Ethan, meeting his glowing golden eyes, then down at our children, who represented the absolute pinnacle of our legacy. ​There were no more enemies to calculate. There were no more shadows to slice through. There was only the endless, brilliant sky, and the family that ruled it with unbroken strength and infinite love. ​"What is the next directive, my Empress?" Ethan asked softly, his voice low, loving, and victorious. ​I looked out across the golden horizon of the universe, a soft, victorious smile gracing my lips. ​"We live, High King," I whispered smoothly, locking my hand in his. "We live, and we rule forever."

When the time was right, when the ages were done for Adelaido, he forced his self into another and thus, continued on. The King fathered many a child, in the past, and thus, had a ready vessel for his next life. Adelaido would be eternal for all time, his shamans be damned. The King of the Greymen gripped his son by the head, and the child submitted as the King vomited his self into him, in a clear stream not unlike a heaving bile, pouring into the pores and mouth of the child, and in time, when Adelaido’s heart ceased, the pup became the King. The eternal essence that was Adelaido returned, his energy, his ways, into the new child.

“Emmett managed to come up with an explanation to satisfy the king’s questions. He said that a sorcerer was not able to use the magic on themselves because the ability to cast spells shortened their life spans considerably. Most sorcerers and sorceresses weren’t able to live past 40 years old. And to be an immortal required sacrifice. Since Emmett had no family, he had no one to sacrifice.” I tried to make sense of it all. Was there any truth to that? If Emmett hadn’t died in the woods, would he have passed away by age forty? “Was the king convinced?” I wondered. Kaleb shot me an impish frin. “He did. He began to consider the idea greatly. Living eternally meant eternal power. If he were to

She said that when she found out about these things, her reaction wasn’t much better than that of the people present. "Supreme elder, may I ask... who on earth is such an existence? I don't doubt that he really exists, but it is still too amazing. I can't believe it." Someone cupped his fists at the supreme elder. "That person is the Immortal King." The supreme elder took a deep breath and said slowly. "What? The immortal king? What's an immortal king?" Everyone was stunned. They didn't know what an Immortal King was. "Immortal King, that's the amazing and unimaginable existence I was talking about earlier. Later on, he died but his descendants were still around, so they continued to rule ou