Novel & Cerita The Life Of The Immortal King

"I'm sorry, I just got too excited." I shook my head. "It's fine. If you're surprised because I'm young, just think about when I met the King of Valeria who was the oldest of all." I still giggled because I remembered when I found out that he was the oldest person on the face of the earth, immortal or human. It seemed surprised. "He seems to be the lord of the immortals because his blood runs through us. He is the reason we are immortal." He answered. We continued to draw even as we talked. That wasn't a problem, he was getting sleepy.

Agent screamed, his voice echoing through the hallway, shaking the entire building. He wanted to scream more. He could now see what healing him had cost King. The idiot tom had given his last life to keep Agent alive. He'd given up everything for a broken excuse of a no-fur whom he would never see again. Because, as an immortal, Tricksy knew what happened to a god who died. There would be no afterlife reunion. No chance to box him about his stupid ears. King would be thrown into reincarnation immediately, all of his soul memories buried and inaccessible. He would not know Tricksy or his mortal shell of Agent if he ever saw them again.

The silver light below the crypt pulsed again. Stronger. Like a heartbeat. Lucien continued carefully. “He became obsessed with immortality. With preserving the throne forever. The bloodlines rebelled against him eventually.” Liora frowned. “And they imprisoned him beneath the throne?” “Yes.” Thomas looked deeply offended by history. “You people really buried an immortal king underground and then built kingdoms on top of him?” Nobody answered. Because another sound rose from below. Not a voice this time. Movement. Heavy movement. Something shifting deep beneath the throne vault.

Getting dressed and getting off her last sex partner, she kicked the dust off what was left of each of them and went to take a long shower to get rid of the fluids. He took the communicator from his jumpsuit and contacted the king of the dead. Very interesting, thought a Lich King, king of kings, his race was immune to human diseases, because to begin with, they died a long time ago, but they didn't stay dead, others like him, are eternal, not even when they die, do they stay dead. They are leaders of a sect that promises the end of problems and eternal life, since the Sect itself belongs to a dead man, the dead king who has reigned for thousands of years.

“Go ahead but be watchful of the clock. I have just two hours with you” Right. I had a second thought about asking but I was ignorant anyway. It was best I knew. “Is it possible for a Townsend to be immortal?” Another look of disbelief crossed her features. “Are you sure you are reading your text at all?” “Yes I am” “Then you would know only the Royals are immortals” “But this healer… she said she knew the King from before he disappeared”

he responded, flexing his fingers effortlessly. Turning to the crowd, I mused aloud, “Imagine, if I record the king’s name into my database now, at his age of 30. What if, in a decade, when he is 40, I use his ‘name’ while he is still 30 to reconstruct his body? What will happen?” The king, who had been watching intently, suddenly stood up, realization dawning in his eyes, “That means, we can be immortal!”

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

"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.

I whisper, reading the caption underneath. A history book, not a very new one judging from the yellow, worn-out pages. I grab a chair, sitting next to the fire, abandoning my quest for a bath. "Following the ancient war between wolves and humans, there arose the strongest immortal warrior from the ashes of destruction, forming a secret territory - the Lycan king's secret kingdom." Immortal... I stare down at my bandaged hand. What could an immortal king possibly need me for? The door pushes open. I snap the book shut, looking up as a man walked in, dressed in a white robe, carrying a first aid box in one hand, and a suitcase in the other.

he shouted. " Ahh...my heart feels at ease now. I have seen you all as I wanted to see you, in tears and in blood. You will die in my hand and guess what I will be gaining immortality and eternal life while you will be struggling all alone in this earth," he laughed. " You are diseased. You mind has only a sickness in them ?," said the King. " And, this sick person would be the King. I can finally sit on that throne and I know I can sit on that throne for so long time," he said.