The Life Of An Immortal King 소설 & 이야기

Although he’d never ventured within, he’d overheard the servants within his household speaking of it. He stood in the snow, head shaking in slight disbelief. How could such a heavenly smell be coming from such a place? Did he dare enter that place of temptation? He may have been immortal but he was certainly not immune to the…bodily pleasures a woman could provide. He was no monk. It had been many years since he had sought out physical pleasure. It had never ended well for either party involved. It was not worth the risk of loosing control and murdering the unfortunate girl that had found her way into this bed. That had happened more than he cared to admit.

“I’ll believe you. Whatever it is, I’ll believe you.” He looked up into her eyes, and he finally seemed to believe her. He looked back down at the water for a very long time, until once again, he was ready to talk. “I am an Immortalist. I come from a family of Immortalists. We have been alive for nearly two thousand years. Our name, though, is deceptive: we are not immortal. None of us. Our life span is finite. Two thousand years, exactly. In fact, as fate would have it, we have only weeks left to live.”

",he chuckled. * * * * * " I wouldn't ask you again Prince.", The King said, Leuchars looking at the king, knew it would be a hassle with the king, thank goodness it was only him, he felt it'll be easier to get away from the king and run to go meet Leecha, the plan was simple, run away with her, and build a family somewhere far away, where he would never find them. The stones which he possessed, contained the power of immortality, no wonder his father wanted it, he thought, it was his turn to do something for humanity, and it was now.

I asked him back who stared at me for a moment before he continued to whisk something. “I have life longer from ordinary people, so yes, I can cook like a chef” His answer caught my attention and made me want to ask what I had read in the book that he, the king, was immortal, many said that in times of war he had been torn, bitten, shot but nothing could kill him. “I’ve read something about you, you know” I start and he hums without turning his body to tell me that he hears me “That… That you’re immortal?”

"You will have to give a sacrifice for that. A dear sacrifice. Where you will have to reign over the world, you will have to do something great, sly and wise at the same moment. I fear that your companion is wiser than necessary." "What is it? That I have to sacrifice? I am ready for anything.", king was in way too hurry to know about that, to attain the eternal life. The eye lughed an evil laugh, at the haste that he held inside his heart. "That's the spirit that is needed for it. It's worth the reward. An immortal life, a life where you will reign forever. But, the more the reward, the harder the gamble will be.

“But this healer… she said she knew the King from before he disappeared” Now the look of disbelief transformed to one of irritation. “She is only bluffing. The only immortals are the royals. Every other immortal sacrificed their lives for the sustenance of Townsend which were just two at the time. Immortality is passed on from reign to reign. Meaning if King Xanthanius was to pass down his crown to the next Townsend, he would make the Townsend an immortal as the way the previous ruler had made his family immortal under the order of Hecate coronation. Another story you would come across while reading. This is done in case unfortunate events occur to the ruling Townsend, there would be a repla

Their kings and queens are the most powerful immortals in all of Wysteria. They are called immortals because they do not die and do not age like normal people. They can be killed at will and murdered. There is no old man to be found in Wysteria. Most of the citizens of each kingdom also live richly, but there are places in each kingdom where simple citizens live, and simple life is enough for them.

“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.”

She said that when she found out about these things, her reaction wasn’t much better than that of the people present. "Supreme elder, may I ask... who on earth is such an existence? I don't doubt that he really exists, but it is still too amazing. I can't believe it." Someone cupped his fists at the supreme elder. "That person is the Immortal King." The supreme elder took a deep breath and said slowly. "What? The immortal king? What's an immortal king?" Everyone was stunned. They didn't know what an Immortal King was. "Immortal King, that's the amazing and unimaginable existence I was talking about earlier. Later on, he died but his descendants were still around, so they continued to rule ou

“Long before kingdoms existed, and when men feared death enough to worship anything promising escape from it.” I frowned slightly. “And?” “And this was created for one purpose.” His fingers brushed across the blade slowly, “It was created for Ascension.” Knox lifted his gaze toward me finally. “Kings die, empires collapse, even legends rot with time eventually.” His voice lowered slightly. “But I refuse to.” Cold moved slowly through my chest. “So you’re trying to become immortal.” “I already am.” A faint smile touched his face again. “I’m trying to become untouchable.”