The Eternal Supreme Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“Trap into the seven gates that only those five gate openers have the enough mana to make the keys appear. The necessary sacrifice and the things that should be stir in order to make the perfect destruction. Those facts lead for HIM to leave a crack unto the soul of the prince.” “HE, do you mean?” “There is no one. The most powerful being and the one who wrote everything. Who desire for perfection. Everything from the very beginning is for this book and worlds---” “Perfect destruction.” Jeffrey ended that thought. Disappointed, angry, yet he couldn’t argue about it anymore. For that is what the Supreme One desires. “The perfect destruction of the other six worlds and book in order to mend th

“Can we at least go get something to eat while we discuss this delusion of yours further? We have to be ready for the trials at 07:30 and its 06:00 now.” I grabbed some clothes and put them in my bag along with a towel and a water bottle. “Okay – lets go” We walked down the stairs and out of the house trying not to wake Lucy. No one spoke a word as we walked towards the café. We found a table and sat down ordering breakfast and a lot of coffee. “Do you even know what a supreme is?” She suddenly asked “Of course – she is like the über priestess.” I answered. “No, the Supreme Alpha is a gift bestowed only on the those worthy of the moon goddess”

Black The Origin Chapter 42: Pursuer (2) "Can I come?" Those are the words Alkhun didn't expect. "Huh?" He was confused. Cyan Hogi was a guy who never leaves this capital. It was something he heard from rogh. "He never left the capital?" Alkhun was shocked when he first heard this and who wouldn't be from the perspective of a hundred years old immortals that just seem ridiculous. Like a child given feet but doesn't

Anything that could not be proven by science was not real. "Though the lovers from the name basically means love in your life it is also a sexual card." I choked again. My cheeks reddened at the mention of sex. " I realised from your reaction that you are...Et intacta pura ?" "Ate what?" "Et intacta pura. Pure and untouched. A deep burning desire will fill you. Your body shall awaken and you will thirst for only that person. Only he can put out the fire...he whose soul is bound to yours."

Evans said and Hazel placed the book on the table and wasted no time in turning the first page. She saw that it was blank and she took a quick glance at Mr. Evans before standing upright. She muttered something which was no doubt a spell and she placed her hand on the book. When she took her hand off, she saw a drop of red ink which started to form into words and she read, “The body is made mortal but there is an immortal body. If triggered, the inner body is quickened. The Chosen One shall make atonement on the land of ashes.”

In the ethereal realms of Chapter Twenty-One, Rita's journey reached its climactic culmination—a sacred passage that led her on the soul's journey home. As she traversed the final chapters of her life's narrative, Rita embarked on a profound exploration of the eternal essence that resided within her. The soul's journey home was a pilgrimage of remembrance, a return to the source from which Rita had originated. Guided by her nurtured divine connection, she delved into the depths of her being, unraveling the layers of illusion and self-limitation that had veiled her true nature. With each step, Rita shed the burdens of earthly attachments, surrendering to the timeless flow of divine grace. She

The Prince’s words were cut off by his father’s voice. “Promise me, Zumir, that we won’t just leave a mark in vampire history. Promise me that no matter who tries to erase us from this world, they won’t succeed—because you will remain. Promise me that even in the future, the black bloodline will stay powerful. Promise me no one will ever defeat us. You will become the Supreme of all races, the King of the world they all live in,” the Supreme declared with weight. Prince Zumir didn’t immediately respond. He couldn’t understand what he was feeling—anxiety, dread, a deep fear enveloped him.

“The child does not belong to the pattern.” Eternity is a sequence of hunger and consumption, It is a long, dark thread that pulls the fabric of the physical world into the mouth of the abyss, we have tasted the souls of kings, the screams of stars, and the hollow echoes of those who thought they were gods.

I was trembling, my skin sensitive to the high-pitched vibration of the Aether. "I can feel the price, Félix," I whispered, my hands clutching his leather vest. "The Drop... it’s a closed loop. It’s been recycling the same energy since the First King arrived. For the world to truly grow—for the 150 chapters to reach a real ending—the loop has to be broken."

Chapter 21: The Dawn of a New Era The dawn was not gentle. It cut through the cracks of the sanctuary with sharp golden light, illuminating walls scarred by battle and corridors littered with rubble. Smoke still lingered, but the chaos that had once roared like a storm had finally begun to settle. Ethan stood atop the central hall, silver energy fading slowly from his eyes. His chest heaved from exhaustion, but his posture remained unbroken. He looked over the survivors—soldiers, creatures, and allies alike—and felt the weight of command like a crown heavy with responsibility.