The Warrior's Path Novels & Stories

He says barely a whisper as if it pains him even to utter these words. With a curt nod towards me of respect, he walks ahead without giving the warrior in need of healing another glance disappearing into the trees. My eyes linger on the path he took and into the darkness he surrendered to. My soul mourns him but my mind claps its hands. A war I fight every day within myself. A war he fights on his own as well. We are both fighting.

"If you want to kill me, then be prepared to be killed by me." He would fight and never retreat! Having made up his mind, Caspian's fighting desire was strong. If one wanted to walk on the path of immortality, one would definitely not go far away just by cultivating. The realm was the platform, and the flesh and blood were the ranks. The Path to Immortality was made from enemies' corpses and seas of blood! At this time, Caspian's mind moved. Without hesitation, he darted up a thousand feet in the water.

“You are a warrior, are you not?” “I was.” I drop my shoulders. “Those days are gone. I don’t know what I am now.” Arrow stands next to Doctor Khe with a stony look on his face. “I won’t let you speak like that, Bronx. Whether or not you knew it before today, you are a child of Perses. You are a warrior. You always have been, you always will be.” “Arrow’s right. You have a warrior’s spirit. So does your wolf.” Doctor Khe’s grin grows wide. “It’s not in you to give up. So, are you ready to get to work? Find a way to fix all of this?”

"Long ago, and miles away, there was a young princess, orphaned in a time of war. She was called upon to lead the armies of her kingdom, for there was no other. She was the fiercest of warriors, beloved of her people, unstoppable on the field. She rode out day after day and saved her subjects in battle after battle. But every night, when the fighting was done, she was alone. Until one day, a peasant boy came looking to join her army. Lonely and angry and fierce as she. For the first time, she found that when she strode out onto the field to save others, there was someone at her side...who had come to save her." Chapter 1 RPOV Song: Past Lives by BORNS, That Sea The Gambler by Gregory Alan Is

Meanwhile, at the center of the group , a harsh battle was about to begin. The representative of the Alpha Calhoun's pack charged undisputed toward the center of the enemy troops. His rank 4 body was unmatched in that environment and he swung his greatsword freely, making a way toward their middle. Aldophus ducked while switching to his primal form, seeing the hooded cultivator getting close but Lane promptly moved in front of him. "I will handle him, don't worry young master." He spoke, fixing his gaze on the incoming warrior. The representative didn't waste time, he swung vertically his big sword toward Lane.

Erix is roaring inside my head, his teeth bared as he demands more blood, more violence, anything to wash away the suffocating scent of rot that has taken over our home. "Alpha!" A frantic voice breaks through my focus. I turn around, my chest heaving as I wipe the back of my hand across my bloodied mouth. One of my warriors is running toward me from the edge of the southern path, his eyes wide with absolute panic. He is out of breath, his uniform torn at the shoulder, but he isn't looking at the dead rogue on the floor. He is looking behind him. Following several feet behind the warrior is Kaiser Vale.

“Choice? What choice?” “The choice to surrender to your darkness, or to fight for the light still inside you.” I clenched my fists. “I’ve already lost so much. What light?” “You think your pain has broken you, but it has also forged you.” “Forged me into what? A monster?” The shadow stepped closer, becoming clearer—an ethereal woman with silver hair and eyes like the moon. “Not a monster. A warrior. But warriors must decide their path.” Her eyes held no judgment, only an endless depth of understanding. I wanted to ask more, but the words tangled in my throat.

to train with the best and those who pass all of the tests in six months will become an official warrior that patrols and guards our pack village and city which is surrounded by the forest boarders, the deep forest is widely known for its unmerciful rogues that like to attempt to capture and kill pack wolves. If we pass, we also have the chance to take on extensive training and move up to be Palace guards, which is an honorable and very respected position, they guard the Alpha and Luna, their daughter Florence and future Alpha Layton which was my best friend Dakota’s dream, mine was just to be a skilled warrior like my dad. I've been waiting for this moment ever since I was little when I fir

Then, it charged straight toward Wesley. “Wesley, no!” Thea screamed hoarsely. “The Law of Paths...” Beatrice shouted in anger and sorrow. “What kind of Path is this?” Zeux cursed loudly. “The Five Path Emperors are nothing but thieves and robbers.” Wesley slowly closed his eyes and made no resistance while facing the rapidly approaching Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword.

Waniya Sadness does not seem a burden, when you never had the pleasure of being happy. I have always been in a fight and flight mode, struggling to prove that I am worth something, even though nobody cared. The darkness inside my body has deepened itself to the point that I can't breathe without hindrance. If I could show you a visual graphic of how this darkness feels, you will see black thick branches wounded around my heart and lungs like that of an ancient oak tree. And when I start to speak, those branches reach inside my throat and they gag my tongue, breaking my voice. The person I want to be is trapped inside my body which does not feel like my own. I'm familiar with the darkness onl