The Great Sage Novels & Stories

Hence, it created the Sages that were directly under it. The Sages of the Sovereign were those gods or goddesses that possessed not only immense strength but also compassion, loyalty, and strong leadership. And amongst those countless gods or goddesses, it chose its First Sage. The identity of the Sages was completely hidden. The names that they were originally given to could not be uttered by someone so easily as they possessed immense mysterious power. Even Goddess Larin, the Sixth Sage of the Sovereign, was not an exception. The name 'Larin' was what she told to everyone but nobody had ever known her real name.

she says when she stops. It’s quiet a moment and then it’s like the entire forest comes alive around us. “She’s back.” “The Guardian.” “With the big one.” “He’s very big.” “I bet he’s warm.” “He’s never been mean to us.” “He must be an Alpha.” “Look how large he is.” “Can you imagine what he can do with that.” I glance at Reagan. “Are they talking about me?” “Oh yes," she says, chuckling. I frown. “I’m not sure if I should feel embarrassed or proud.”

Since Great Sage Gotaz knew his time to pass the mantle to one of his apprentices drew near, he decided on a test to see who was worthy of succeeding him as the new Great Sage. Naturally both Uflyn and Orius did their utmost best to impress their master, which made it even more difficult to choose the successor. Then one day an incident happened. One of the local wizards committed an atrocious act on the Firea Continent. The wizard in question was of SS-Class, and he slaughtered all of the cultivators which he could find. Great Sage Gotaz had a vision beforehand that something like that would take place, that's why he sent both his apprentices into the mountains to search for a rare herb. Ap

A gleam of light flashed in Wade’s eyes as he spoke. The Turtle Sage? Andrius was slightly surprised. That was the first time he had heard a title with the word “turtle”. Wade seemed to see Andrius’ confusion and explained with a smile, “The Turtle Sage has lived for many years, so he took on ‘turtle’ as his title. “The family that the Turtle Sage resides is a clan specialized in gathering intelligence. They have a history of several hundred years and claim to be the number one intelligence family in the world.

Sage carries himself like royalty, like someone who has found what he was searching for, while Rowan looks at him like he’s the only one in the room, uncaring of the glances and murmurs of people wondering why Alpha Rowan isn’t an old man, as they thought. “We are glad to have you back in Ashbourne; your presence is like a blessing we never knew we needed, Sage,” Elder Mora says, raising a toast to Sage. “I’ve always known you had great potential, and I’m glad you never allowed your status as an omega to diminish that potential,” he says, giving a low bow.

He knew that the Sage had amassed a fortune and undermined civic stability while serving as the ruler of the criminal underworld. He was aware that the Sage was an ingrained menace, entrenched in Javonbury for decades and dwarfing the influence of previous crime lords. He resolved that the Sage was a scourge who demanded eradication. It was also the first significant mission Ashton had to fulfill as the deputy head of the Legion. "You can rest assured that those who dare disrespect you will earn the wrath of my decades-old influence and the hundreds of mentees under my guidance, Mr. Gray! If necessary, I'll even convene every colleague in the medical field to issue a fatal edict against that

“Kyle, that’s unfair. Thea has worked very hard.” Kyle turned his eyes on the man. “Did I ask for your opinion?” The man fell silent at once. Thea clenched her fists. “You have no right to talk about me like this.” Kyle let out a short laugh. “Being Luna is not something extraordinary.” Gasps echoed around us. “True greatness,” he continued, “belongs to people like Sage. Warriors who step onto the battlefield and are willing to sacrifice themselves for others.” Thea looked stunned, her face flushed with anger and shame.

"And now that he’s done exactly what you asked, you’re turning your backs on him?" More murmurs, hesitant this time. A flicker of uncertainty in their angry expressions. But then the old man’s voice booms again, cutting through the tension. “We don’t care that he has found you! The curse is still here! We need a new Alpha!” His bony finger shoots out, pointing toward the enormous statue of Santa Claus standing proudly near the entrance. "You see that?" His voice trembles with something dangerously close to reverence. "That statue belongs to the only person who has helped us all these years. A mysterious stranger who has been providing for us, keeping us alive, comforting us while our Alpha w

Thirteen years later… A figure sat at the top of the mountain and stared into abyss. The cold whips relentlessly at his face and he took in a drag of the air before releasing. It’s been thirteen years already since he survived the one bite that could kill him. Sage stood up and looked over North. His whole life has been full of pains and struggles, and now, he wanted to change that. He wants to become something the people around him would have never thought or imagined he could become, most especially, the Elders.

“One call, and your husband’s grave will be brought to you. You’re lucky we gave him a decent burial since he was once a respectable man.” Her shaky exhale gave her away. I could tell she was scared, and she damn well should be. But I had to admit, her risk had paid off. “You should come with me,” she said suddenly, turning toward the counter. “Where?” “To find your Sage.” “Just one Sage?” I frowned. “I thought they were a family.” “They were,” she replied. “But not anymore. Only one remains alive and I heard of him when he was born but no one’s seen him since. He hid his presence minutes after his birth. No one has been able to track him since then.”