The Geared Immortal Novels & Stories

It touched it's fingers towards the surface while the ogre treaded towards it. It turned to the ogre with a cunning smirk shown beneath the jet black hood. "Go on, show me what you can do." It said, taunting the ogre. Then, with a loud, earthquaking deep groan, the ground vibrated, and the portal glowed a red light before it closed down completely. *** Valheiter A red current coursed through the dark, adamantite body of Valheiter, waking him up from his slumber. His eyes split open, revealing a reptilian, dark Ruby colored eyeballs.

“Congratulations, Alaric. For passing the first level. You’ve leveled up.” I blinked. “Wait—leveled up? Is this some kind of game? Like a system? The ones I read about or watch?” “Call it whatever you wish. See it however you like. Just follow the instructions, and you might get to see your family.” I snorted. “Sounds like blackmail. Nice.” “And yet,” the voice said, “you continue walking forward.” “Yeah, yeah. So what are you? A god? An AI? …Wait, AI didn’t exist in the 12th century. Or—do they?”

Why did she give him power, immortality, strength beyond measure—but leave his soul to rot unloved? He rose from the throne slowly, the heavy black cape embroidered with ancient silver sigils trailing behind him like stormclouds. The guards snapped to attention, but he didn’t see them. Didn’t acknowledge them. His eyes were fixed on the balcony at the far end of the hall, where the night stretched on endlessly. Outside, the wind was cruel and sharp, slicing across the high cliffs where his fortress rested like a crow’s nest above the world. He gripped the stone railing, letting the chill bite his skin. It was better than feeling nothing.

She helped him turn all those intangible, emotional pieces into words the council would actually understand. When they finally slept, she curled up against his back and felt the tension leave him bit by bit, his body unwinding into rest. She pressed her lips between his shoulders, just below his neck. It wasn’t words, just: I’m here. He made a soft sound in his sleep. She smiled, letting the dark close in around them. — ✦ — The Elder Council chamber was every bit as intimidating as she’d expected. Circular. Tiered seats rising up around the center. Fifteen elders in strict order of rank, all looking down at Yijun, who stood alone, his research shining in a three-dimensional energy array she’

Rumor had it that on that very night, Father actually dreamed of Grandmother chasing him around and beating him. The next day, Kiana was sent off to the frontier. She'd come back once three years ago, and by then, she could easily lift any of her brothers with one hand. She didn't have time to return for this banquet, so she only sent ten special ivory pendants from the borderlands as gifts. I was very curious what other tricks Isaac could come up with without Kiana around. As it turned out, a person could be reborn, but that didn't mean they automatically became smarter.

Genevieve screamed as she ran out of the ring of fire. "I've got this." Swift carried Genevieve so they won't lose sight of the hypnotized and racing ichneumon. "Faster, I don't know how long I can hold on controlling it." "I'm right here with you, just hold on as long as you can" Ichneumon arrived at the cemetery still making it incoherent sounds, it began to walk slowly but not without sending fears into every crawling and creeping animals that exist around and within the cemetery, the duo followed suite.

He is the father I never had. "It's impossible, especially since you're pregnant now. It was hard for me to protect you against demons when you were born as a human. Now that you're back as an immortal, your life will be even more dangerous if we leave Wysteria." Grandpa said to me as he sipped his tea. I can't even determine what kind of danger that is. The inside and outside of Wysteria are no different. In Wysteria there are demons, outside there are also some demons.

the Immortal Master Famous Sword said. The Immortal Master from the Winged race smiled and said, "It's good that you know. Even if your earth is a factory of the Immortal Masters, there shouldn't be many Immortal Masters now. Can you stop us?" The Immortal Master Kylin said, "Even if we can't stop it, we have to." "Since that's the case, let's begin. I hope you won't disappoint us," the Immortal Master of the Winged race said. He flapped his wings and fired two golden bolts of energy at the heavenly barrier.

"A Lore-being age just like normal humans until they reach eighteen, they become immortal at this age. But even so, they can still be killed. When they are fully immortals, they are also more aware of themselves, their powers, and their mate if he or she is already born and is of age as well." October nodded. "But what about the dying part? How can they die then come back? Because clearly these two girls are alive." "Oh that, an immortal can die, but only when killed in a specific way. They are reborn, and can be reborn many times, unless a blood ritual is done to prevent. Until they become of age, they won't have any memory."