The Great Sage Novels & Stories

“You’re not a werewolf, Zera.” Her eyes narrowed on him, trying to find humour, but she saw none. “What am I?” “You’re a sage.” “A sage. What is a sage?” “A sage is a supernatural being with an outrageous amount of power and control. Though they are created by werewolves, they are stronger than most. While some call them mistakes, I do not believe the moon goddess makes mistakes.” “How are you a werewolf and I, a sage, when you turned me?” She asked, her eyes curious as she stared at him.

Sage didn't hesitate to say, "Of course, Uncle Nathan… Ahem, I mean, the hero from the Lane family is better." Sage didn't reveal his identity to his subordinates. They didn't even know he was just a 4-year-old child. They also didn't know that the great hero Nathan was his uncle, the same man who had taught him about computers since he was a child. To Sage, Nathan was the most amazing person. As for that bad guy… Sage would reluctantly agree that he was somewhat impressive. Still, he was not as powerful as his uncle Nathan!

Sage didn't hesitate to say, "Of course, Uncle Nathan… Ahem, I mean, the hero from the Lane family is better." Sage didn't reveal his identity to his subordinates. They didn't even know he was just a 4-year-old child. They also didn't know that the great hero Nathan was his uncle, the same man who had taught him about computers since he was a child. To Sage, Nathan was the most amazing person. As for that bad guy… Sage would reluctantly agree that he was somewhat impressive. Still, he was not as powerful as his uncle Nathan!

“Please elaborate,” the Celestial Sage asked, frowning. Under everyone’s gaze, Thea began to outline her plan. “Although the Celestial and Earthly Sages usually remain within Skynet’s territory, their prestige among the Greater Realms far exceeds that of other Grand Patriarchs. Even Yegor and Herodias might not measure up.” “Indeed. I’ve also heard of their deeds in the Greater Realms. Their virtues and righteousness have rightly earned them their titles,” Yaretzi nodded.

So she simply picked Sunshine up by her hand and gave her two big noogies on each side of her head. Naraja rubbed the back of his neck while chuckling at Teresa and Sunshine as they were now in their own little world, but only because Sunshine had to be reprimanded for her small actions of a child, but yet rude in the end. Naraja was now starting to come down off of his laughter and to terms with everyone here and how they were as people. As human beings. Even if he didn’t know all the answers right now for himself and this place, he at least had these people right in front of him to help him find the “Red Book Of Memories”.... Whatever the hell that means.

As Sable finished speaking, an elderly sage stepped forward, his eyes filled with wisdom acquired over centuries of existence. His voice carried a gentle authority as he addressed the gathering. "Sable, child of the celestial and mortal realms, we stand united in our belief in your power and purpose. The time has come for us to put aside our differences and embrace the bond that unites us all."

the stranger asked. "Yes. Who are you?" "My name is Sage. I was once an Elder in the northern territories. Before the United Packs absorbed my pack." I straightened, suddenly alert. "You escaped?" "No. They let me leave. I was too old to be useful, and my questions were making others uncomfortable." She sat down heavily. "I came to warn you. The Enlightened are not what they seem." "We know they manipulate bonds. Create artificial happiness." "It is worse than that." Sage looked around nervously. "The Enlightened—they are not trying to create equality. They are trying to create an army."

I groaned as I follow the line, marching to wherever it is. It’s like I am back in school, following our teacher as she explains everything inside the museum. Remembering those time sent chills to my bones, those where were memories that I wish I forgot but I can’t because I see a lot of things that reminded me with. “Here is the great sage, as we call him, standing so tall and humble. The man who fought for our own freedom that led as here, soaring through the sky.” We stopped in front of a big portrait, wearing a military uniform, holding a riffle.

the young man asked. The Great Sage hesitated for a moment, then rubbed his hands together. "Then can we discuss this a bit? Although this brat played tricks on me several times, he doesn't deserve to die, right? Can I teach him a lesson for you?" The young man frowned. For the first time in so many years, the Great Sage had not made a false decision, which made him alert. "Why don't you want to kill him? He has teased you so many times in front of so many people. You should know that you are the Young Master of the Sword-hidden Villa, the third largest force in the world. If you are teased like this, will you still be hanging o