The Immortal Has A Guardian Spirit Novel Novels & Stories

Anima answered, turning to the ground with a staggered look. "Well, think again; the four Immortals—Sabbath, Melody, Edith, and Clarabeth—have already revealed themselves to us, and we're really good friends now,” Angela said, walking forward. “Well, in that case, let me reintroduce myself to you. My name is Edith Anima, the Immortal of life and light. I'm the direct opposite of Edith Mortem, who is the Immortal of death and darkness. I've lived in this world for thousands of years, hiding from the mortals until Anaya asked me to stay here,” Anima said with a bright smile, stretching her right hand forward for a handshake.

"I can't understand. I mean... I don't know where I should start to question!" " What you wants to know most?" He asked in a calm and warm tone. " Well.... My mate!" A soft sigh released. His eyes were on the Moon flowers that were next to the book I just placed. His fingers intertwined with a thoughtful frown between his eyebrows. " It's forbidden for an immortal and mortal be in relationship." My eyes narrow as a few creases appeared on my forehead. I leaned forward, unable to proceed with his words, " Dad! Who is immortal? Hades isn't an -!"

And when it did, a force seized my body and I felt my soul being snatched away from me. I heard a gasp from Lucian as I struggled to fight off whatever was possessing me but I knew I couldn't. It was time to give up what we had pledged. It was time to sacrifice our immortality to the guardians. The only thing that has given us an upper hand against all immortal beings that walk on Earth. Nothing came for free, and Valerie's redemption didn't. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Valerie jerk with a gasp, though her eyes didn't open.

I stood, reborn, an immortal guardian As I emerged from the ritual, I felt the elemental power coursing through my veins. The world around me transformed, vibrant colors and energies pulsing with life. Lyra's smile mixed sadness and pride. "You're now an immortal guardian, Amara. Your duty is to protect the balance of nature." I nodded, resolve firm. "I'll stop Cassius and save the world." Lyra handed me a small crystal. "This is the Heartstone's essence. It will guide you and amplify your powers."

"Congratulations, now Gunner Vivian has finally entered the peak of the Immortal Venerable Realm!" He folded his hands and congratulated Gunner Vivian. If it was the old days, Gunner Vivian seemed to him, it really wasn't necessary to be so respectful, even if it was the peak of the Immortal Venerable, it seemed to him that it was nothing more than this. Even if it was the Great Perfection Immortal Venerable, in front of him, he would not dare to pretend to be dead. It's just that, under the eyes, he turns into Tadhg Walter's guardian, and Gunner Vivian, is Tadhg Walter's summoned beast.

As long as the Zandorian World Will was alive, the planet would be fine; and General Siwa knew more than the lot of this planet, just how much it took to destroy this spirit. “An Immortal Spirit is an immortal spirit indeed. A blast that would have destroyed even high class planets and broken their World Wills could only wound you. Not only that you managed to protect the planet in such a weakened state. This really is the Promised Land.” General Siwa’s compliment was an insult to the World Will. It shook in rage, but didn’t do anything. Rather, it couldn’t do anything. It was a spirit. Without its master its power was limited. And everyone knew that its master was no more.

Not a mark on me. I sat there for hours, staring at the horizon — a wasteland of melted earth and twisted steel. The sun rose again, as if mocking me for surviving what should have ended everything. My reflection in the glass wasn’t human anymore; my eyes had changed. There was something eternal behind them — not divine, not demonic — just… unending. That was the day I knew for certain — I would never die. And whatever task that voice promised me… it was gone. Centuries passed. I kept living, losing, searching.

The academy gates loomed ahead, massive black iron twisted into the shape of thorned vines. It glowed faintly along the metal, humming with magic that made the hairs on my arms stand on end. Two guards stood at the entrance, both armed with blades that looked older than the city itself. One was a vampire, pale as moonlight with eyes like melted gold. The other… I didn’t even know. His skin shimmered faintly, like his shape was never fully fixed in one form. They scanned us, eyes lingering on me, but Davorin murmured something under his breath and they stepped aside.

While the last faint notes of her sweet tone left his ears, Daniel whispered, "I'm coming." With a new purpose suddenly filling the young man's heart, Daniel felt a new spark on ancient magic rising within him. While Daniel looked down at the age-old warlock in front of him, a half smile curled up on his lips as his hair began to blow around him and a blue flame rose from his skin. He didn't know what was happening to him, but the voice in his head told him to be quiet and listen to the spirits that guided him. The Emperor raised his hands to inflict a final magical blow to Daniel, but the surrounding blaze couldn't be penetrated even by the old wizard. Some other unworldly force had favored

BLACK THE ORIGIN PROLOGUE The world was divided into two realms, same space but different dimensions. The Magic and the Mortal Realm. The dominant world of immortals is led by "God" Prominent to provide peace and coexist with the mortals. The descendants of Heaven, as the immortal's reign peacefully for thousands of years.