Novel & Cerita Trial Of Ascension

“You don’t understand—when I went through it, I lost pieces of myself I never got back.” I squeezed her hand. “Then I’ll remember them for you.” Soren raised his staff. “The Trial begins at moonrise.” Ashael’s light dimmed instantly, its form unraveling like smoke. “Wait—” it gasped. Pain hit. Not sharp. Empty. Like a door closing somewhere deep inside my chest. I staggered but didn’t fall. When I looked up— Ashael was gone. The world felt louder. Heavier. Crueler. I was truly alone.

Another click. "Site Three, Neutral Ground near Council Headquarters: This is the critical find. Ashcroft maintained a personal archive here. Financial records showing payments to Covenant operatives. Lists of targeted divine wolves, including several who are currently listed as missing or dead from 'rogue attacks.'" Morgan's expression is grim. "And a ledger detailing his ultimate goal: harvesting enough divine blood to perform what he calls 'The Ascension Ritual'—an attempt to achieve godhood by consuming concentrated divine essence." Silence falls over the room.

I have been accustomed to this place many times,but never did I imagine that one bad day,I will be standing on top of it, beside the most dangerous King Alpha. "Everyone." He holds the mike, though I wonder about the speaker's utility as his voice is already loud enough. "I stand here to declare my first marriage trial, who unfortunately appears to be a human, Miss Hazel Barnard." Everyone claps, while some whisper. I can see a group of few people who are clearly dissatisfied with the announcement. One is almost fuming to the extent that the hall will be soon filled with smoke. Extra dramatic effects. I feel self conscious as everyone in the hall scans me from top to bottom. Some even grimac

A few minutes later, the snake woman slithered gracefully and inched 3 meters closer to them, elevating their heartbeats even more. Fang flinched in fear, but when he looked into Creed's stern eyes, he calmed down. Running away might seem like the most logical option, but it was not. Ascension was not something ordinary, but a very private and a grand occurrence. To encounter a being ready to ascend was not something that happened daily. At least not for beasts. More than a phenomenon, it was a representation of awakening. The purification of the body. The reincarnation of a soul.

"The time has come! Apprentices from all sects, you may enter through the east gate and prepare for the Great Trial!" The host of this arcane discussion conference was none other than Veric, who had visited Mount Hollowlight just a few days ago. As one of the four major sects leading all the others, Suncrest Sect always liked to take center stage. Today, he looked like a distinguished ascendant, standing on high ground while stroking his beard. "This trial is for yourselves and for the world. Recently, demons have been causing trouble at Eastshore. Some 'ascendants' have been appearing in dreams, asking to have humans as offerings.

"For the sake of my family, my allies, and all who depend on us." The Trial of Ascendance was a grueling test of Sorin's strength, courage, and mastery of elemental forces. He faced trials of fire, water, earth, and air—each demanding a deeper connection to the orb's ancient energies and a greater understanding of its mysteries. Through unwavering determination and the guidance of the Elders, Sorin emerged victorious from the trials. His bond with the orb strengthened, imbuing him with newfound abilities and a heightened sense of purpose. Armed with newfound knowledge and empowered by the orb's ancient energies, Sorin and his companions prepared for the final confrontation with Victor. They

And I release my jaw, and take a slow breath then let it out. "Better," Mark says. "Now I am going to try again. Do not react." "Caleb never loved you." I hold still. My heart pounds in my chest, but I keep my face neutral. I keep my hands open and I keep breathing. Mark watches me for a long moment. "Good. Not perfect, but good. We will keep practicing until you can hear his name and feel nothing." "I do not know if that is possible." "It is possible. People do it every day. Soldiers, survivors and anyone who has been through hell and decided to keep living." He leans forward. "Third lesson: predicting attacks. Stand up."

Alex lounged beside him, his posture casual but his eyes sharp. The orchestra shifted into a slow waltz. Lights dimmed, focusing on the stairs. I stepped into the glow. Silence fell, heavy and suffocating. Halfway down, my eyes met Percy’s. The bond roared back to life, tearing through me. His control cracked. The air around him thickened. Elijah waited at the bottom, hand extended, eyes gleaming with triumph. I looked at it, then stepped past him, my skirt brushing his shoes. “I can walk myself, Elijah,” I said.

The gavel fell for the final time. “The charge of parasitism is confirmed.” Screams rose and fell around me. I could imagine them struggling to escape, only to be dragged back into their seats, stripped down to their true forms, and crushed inside the extraction device. I had no interest in listening to those filthy sounds any longer. I pulled out my earpiece. Taking Megan’s hand, I walked away, step by step. Thank goodness for the Trial of a Parasite. If it didn’t exist, how else could I have found justice?

I felt something tearing inside my head, trying to break through a wall I never knew existed. The Priestess's voice, cool and imperious, cut through to me. "Princes! The Rite of Ascension begins! Claim thy Lady!" I looked up, the pain overridden by a surge of adrenaline. The three huge auras of Zilo, Klaus, and Zack no longer stood afar. They moved, fast, closing in on the circle.