The Immortal Has A Guardian Spirit Novel Novels & Stories

Alpha Marcus led us to his private study, a room I'd cleaned countless times but never been invited to enter as anything other than a servant. The irony wasn't lost on me as I settled into one of the leather armchairs, five pairs of eyes watching my every move. I'd dusted these chairs weekly for eleven years, and now I was sitting in one as if I belonged there. "Start from the beginning," Alpha Marcus said once we were all seated. "What exactly did this spirit tell you?" I took a deep breath, organising my thoughts. "She said I'm a Guardian, someone born with the ability to maintain balance between worlds. In each generation, one Guardian is born with five Anchors who help control and direct

100 years later There is a price to pay when you are mated to an immortal, or near immortal. Eventually, you have to bury every member of your family. My parents and the last generation of Guardians who were gifted with a Guardian spirit have gone to be with the Moon Goddess. They all came to me when they passed away, on their way to their final resting place. My father, in particular, took his time saying goodbye to me, neither of us wanting to say our final goodbye. It was only when my mother came to get him, that he finally said goodbye. My siblings and most of the others in my generation have also gone to the Moon Goddess's realm.

100 years later There is a price to pay when you are mated to an immortal, or near immortal. Eventually, you have to bury every member of your family. My parents and the last generation of Guardians who were gifted with a Guardian spirit have gone to be with the Moon Goddess. They all came to me when they passed away, on their way to their final resting place. My father, in particular, took his time saying goodbye to me, neither of us wanting to say our final goodbye. It was only when my mother came to get him, that he finally said goodbye. My siblings and most of the others in my generation have also gone to the Moon Goddess's realm.

The blue robe old man looked at them and said jokingly, "Just a few days without seeing Your Excellency and you end up like this?" The warden in purple said in a low voice, "The elders and the Four Sacred Guardians of the Immortals' League can't leave because they have to safeguard the spirit energy formation. You have come just right, quickly take down this devil!" The older man in the blue robe wanted to take down Xiao Chen initially. At this time, both of his hands were placed in the sleeves. He smiled casually, "This is the business of your Immortals' League. What does it have to do with me? I'm just passing by to take a look..."

He had admittedly taken the loss of his brother very hard, as he was a kind, bright, thoughtful man taken way by him before his time, but he was a lucky man, raising to the kingly throne. He wings at something that can't be seen by naked eyes, it is his guardian spirit. The one that protects him from being haunted. The spirit posses same qualities of death and had been giving the king Imboko protection of all kinds. The spirit can tell if there's any negative plot against the king. It can smell, it can sense and it can also repel any charms send to the king. The guardian spirit has genes that seemingly came from the woman believed to be an ancient woman who used to boil little children, drun

I'm actually tired of explaining. "I'm not here to explain it to you. I'm here to know what will be your answer? You accept it, then it's a deal. If you refuse to do it then live forever and be immortal. You can't die, just live your lonely life with a different body and identity." A while ago he was talking about Guardian of Soul and now being immortal? That was insane!

Exalia and I continued talking, and as we spoke, she suddenly whispered to me, “It’s here, the stupid ghost from the grove. Even in the day time, it still follows one around.” I nodded my head, telling her that I had noticed it’s prescence too, but had just decided to keep quiet. I was beginning to realize and figure out that spiritual creatures were immortal and could not die, they could only be imprisoned or chained, locked forever but they could not die. I had just realized this fact. Well the creature was lucky, because if spiritual creatures could die, it would have met its own end a very very long time ago. Exalia and I soon got to the palace gates, and the gateman opened the gate for

She pressed her forehead to mine and whispered words I didn't understand at first. It was a ritual called 'The Soul Forge'. A ritual that could transfer immortality from one person to another. I felt it the moment it happened. Warmth flooded my body, burning away the poison, healing the wound. Power settled into my bones—ancient, terrible, eternal power. I gasped, my eyes flying open. "What did you do?" "I saved you," Annitore whispered. "You're immortal now, Owaine. Nothing can kill you." "No—you can't—" I grabbed her shoulders. "You have to take it back. I can't—"

The Immortal Emperor Antiquity was surprised. "Immortal Emperor Chu is the real guardian of the earth. He has slaughtered many people of the alien races and the Immortals. His strength shocked the starry sky. No Face just woke up a few days ago." The warrior looked at the torn and tattered No Face and sneered. "Don't you like to scold us? Can you scold me now?"

She bored into Bryan's bulged eyes. "Trust me the end of the world is much more gawping than I am~” Then the immortal looked into the slightly glowing marigold eyes on the Godmother of the Caneloveft's wrinkled face now speaking directly to her. “What makes you lot think all these commotion caused by the Protector won’t break out eventually.” as the Immortal pointed out the old lady nodded to her guard to disengage their weapons from the Immortal, suddenly red mist enveloped everyone.