The Geared Immortal Novels & Stories

'' Lyra i can save you , i can even if your body is no more i can still bring you back by summoning your soul and transfer it onto someone else's body '' he said to her whispering in her ear . '' I will try everything no matter what it takes '' he said to her . Then he closed the coffin and went back to research about wasteland again . According to wasteland , whoever stays there can gain supernatural powers and there was some records of the philosophers stone and elixir of life which can give eternal youth and life . Later after two days , it's finally full moon . Arthur was waiting for that night . He went out into the evening waiting for full moon by the side of the lake .

“I guess it is to be expected. Every one eventually comes to fear death.” “Impossible! I am Immortal!” Berlak declared, eyes glowing with rebellion. “I am a god. I cannot die. This is but a vessel. A pathetic and weak vessel. You may end it now but I will come back in the next and I will hunt you down. I swear it by Grivit. I will find you and I will kill you. I will bring to you the fear of death…” now he was rambling, spittle and blood spilling with each word… “and when I’m done with you every one will understand my power. I am a god and you are nothing but a puny mor—”

The descendants of Heaven, as the immortal's reign peacefully for thousands of years. "It is time." The Leader is sitting at the top of the arena, with thousands of people screaming all over the place. Cheering for the two teams fighting over the crown. The descendants of the Berhalksawn family have walked out of the arena, greeting the thousands of immortals.

"All they have to do is end you all and they'll get the Blood Moon curse back, sharing among them guardians. It definitely sounded like Stygian, and on it went, "All of you in a place, exactly what I wanted. I know the other two are hiding somewhere here, but not for long." "Let the War of Immortals begin!" The voice added and got faded into hysterical evil laughter. Julian palmed stiffer his axe and waited patiently, while Jeremy had dual blades showered with Emma's light. As the immortals chanted war cries in unity and began rushing on, Jeremy muttered under his breath, "Come on. . . Keep coming, almost there," watching them approach a particular point, he pronounced. "Let the fireworks be

Blade shrugged but that wasn't his business at the moment. Mr. Williams annoyed by his words, raised his stick and hit Blade on the head, "What's even strange is how a human who got the immortal punishment seduced s fairy and made her do unimaginable things. Maybe I should have just made your face ugly as your punishment then" Mr. Williams glared at Blade who shrugged.

Fumiya commented towards Eleonna. The girl gave him a smirk, "It may not seem like it, but I'm true to my words." And they may not see it, but Eleonna is on the verge of passing out due to the loud beating of her heart. There's something about this place that screams danger. What she saw earlier made her think that this game is really a huge deal. I mean, why would the heads hold this kind of a game in such a luxury place? For her, this place is a luxury hell with wealthy evils controlling the ones lower than them like a puppet.

"We are 'Manufacturing' it. Every tick of this gear is a billion souls choosing to 'Be' for one more second. We have turned the 'Arrow of Time' into a 'Circulating-Pump.' Nothing is lost. Every tear shed in the Soot-Pits is recovered, refined, and used to lubricate the gears of the 'Eternal-Now'." The scenery within the Gearing was a surreal industrial cathedral. Giant brass cogs, light-years in diameter, ground against one another with a sound that humans would have perceived as the "Music of the Spheres." Between the teeth of these gears, "Chronos-Engineers" performed the impossible: they replaced the "Worn-Out-Days" of civilizations with "Polished-New-Cycles." If a world reached its natur

I stumble forward as Adrien jerks the rope. “Actually,” Emerald holds up one finger, “they are called incarne. One out of every five-hundred immortals are born with these special gifts. Fun fact, the gifts tend to skip between one to four generations, but almost always stay within the family.” “Keep moving,” Adrien grumbles. Slowly, the dusty shops lessen, giving way to abandoned homes. I try not to stare at a pair of shoes strewn across the empty roadway as if someone ran right out of them.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

The place was looking like a hut on the outside but when they got in, it was a vast land and it was filled with men training hard. She was surprised as she saw the men in black training so hard as if they were hypnotised. "Who are these people?" She asked. She was scared because the aura of the place was creeping her out. "Those are my men of immortal armies," he replied. " Immortal armies? She asked, confused. " In order to be able to get the Alcon, I did a lot of things over hundreds of years and these men you are seeing are men that can't die, no matter how you hurt them, " he explained.