The King Of Myriad Domains Novels & Stories

“Lusias Inverno.” “Lusias is king of the Kingdom of Winter, second in line after his father, who received the Winter Kingdom from the Mother. Lusias is very old-fashioned, doesn’t say much, but has many opinions about everything. He’s the eldest of all the kings, and also has the largest army; by all means, one mustn’t step on his toes.” “He won’t come tomorrow,” Nicolais explained, “but that’s what we expected.” He sat down in the chair across from me. “Sebristien Spirit.”

Luneth did not say anything. Although she was not interested in that man, he dared not express it obviously because his identity was very unusual. He was a prince of a kingdom of God. Wasn’t it strange? The immortal realm and the god’s realm had long transcended the mundane realm. Various forces based on sects and the concept of a country had long been weakened. However, there were exceptions. For example, there were three kings and five emperors in the universe. Each emperor controlled a kingdom of God.

Crysanthi giggled. "By the way Genevieve, this is King Azak, Demigod King of the Fae Kingdom." Crysanthi added. "It's a pleasure, your grace. Thank you for allowing me to be here. From what I've seen of the palace, you have quite a breathtaking kingdom." I told him. "Thank you Genevieve. It's an honor to make your acquaintance as well. Crysanthi said Rayan is your mate so let's just hope King Rayan approves of your being here & doesn't attempt to destroy my kingdom to get you back." He replied.

"Don't fret, my dear, for nothing is coming to you because you have all of us." "Can I know the prophecy?" she asked, gut feeling that it was all centred on her. "Okay, if you want to," he said, smiling softly while she nodded her head “A King will be given birth to. The King of Kings. The King shall be mighty, so powerful that no man could conquer. Except for his mate, who would be from another realm. An abomination! A curse! He shall be a demon, vampire, wolf and an elemental witch. The wolf shall be bigger than any normal wolf.

Although it has been years since that had happened, it was still so real and fresh in my memory, like it had happened a few moments ago. My father, Cornelius Saints, had been a great king and a great friend to his people, but I, Lord Saints, have been a greater king, emperor, master and god of all supernaturals, and I have done a better job in protecting my people. I'd ruled for almost two decades with no occurrence of war, which beats every history of every other king. I'd brought order into the supernatural world, I'd created a balance between supernaturals and humans, something that had always been a problem for all the past rulers.

Sparkling lights and incalculable amounts of divinity gushed forth to enfold the man but no matter how long or how concentrated he wielded his soul powers it would not even touch a single strand of hair of this outsider. "What were you saying again porky? I couldn't hear you with all this wind blowing" the man looks like making fun of the fat god's inability to do harm. "How are you doing that!?" the fat man yelled in alarm. Here is his domain; his soul world. In this, he is an omnipotent king. But the man is still currently standing unscathed. What is this witchcraft!? The fat god thought. "Doing what?" the man facetiously looked around. Around the man lights were endlessly flashing, there

“Your Majesty, I have news from the Erena kingdom, sir.” Senya looks at us both then at the young squire, short dark brown hair around 5’3 with a face of a young child. “Be out with it Chandler, obviously it’s important if you are this frantic.” Senya replies. “Right, ahem.” He cleared his throat before opening the scroll preparing to read it. “To the king of the Alastia kingdom, I am declaring war upon your country and will continue to take your people and do as I please with them, without further-adieu, sleep with one eye open, we are always watching.” Chandler slowly brought the scroll away from his face as he made eye contact with me blubbering who it’s from. “Declaration by King M-Mave

“Just like I explained, you die… trapped in an endless void.” A silence fell. My heart pounded. I’d wished for death so many times, but the thought of being trapped alive in nothingness—it terrified me. “What should I do?” I asked quietly. “Simple,” the voice said. “You have one objective. Kill the King — Darius Venn.” The name hit me like a punch. “Wait,” I said slowly. “Darius Venn? The same man who destroyed my family?” “You can see him however you wish,” the voice replied. “But yes. That’s your objective. When you kill him… you’ll be granted one wish.”