Vanquish Soul Caesar Valius Novels & Stories

Not even my own mother. They said I was traumatized by the father's death. Delusional. A liar. They thought he had no reason to kill father and an assassin must have done it. And when I kept insisting, they called me cursed. Mad. The Mad Prince of NightWalker. And when I became king they upgraded the title to the Mad king. I never forgot that betrayal and I wore the title like an armour. I watched. I waited. And on the day of my coronation ceremony, I drove a dagger of my own into that traitor’s chest—this time in front of the same Elders and Pack members who once mocked me.

He chuckles, as he wraps the towel around me. “Yes, she is, and her name is Coventina,” I say, beaming at him. “Coventina? Really? Do you know the origin of that name?” He asks, a look of nervousness on his face. “Um, no?” “Coventina is the Goddess of water.” My jaw drops. That’s just a coincidence, right? Like I know Auntie Morrigan’s adoptive name was not a coincidence, she really is the Goddess of War reincarnated.

“This isn’t what we agreed on. This has gone too far.” Raze’s gaze hardened. “I already decided how this ends,” he replied. “And nothing changes that.” Her hands trembled slightly. “You don’t understand. If you kill her, Cassius will…” “I’m counting on that.” He added, cutting her words short. Vespera stared at him, her chest tightening as realization set in. “This isn’t just about her,” she whispered. “Of course not, who cares about some stupid human? I fucking want Cassius Vale on his knees before me.” He said.

I screeched at Marcus, staring at him with so much hatred and anger. “Leave with her highness this instant!” Ceasor whispered. I read Marcus' mind, and his order to his sword man was that he should kill Valeria first. Ceasor was on the floor already, holding his bleeding arm. I stared at his sword man as he was ready to attack again, I blocked Ceasor from being attacked.

In the next moment, Caesar managed to see what he wanted. It was a bead. However, it terrified him. “It’s actually Mother Chaos!” “Roar!!!” He struggled to get out of Alex Rockefeller’s mind palace. He was horrified. There was no way he could’ve ever expected this pest’s mind palace to be actually hiding Mother Chaos inside. However, it was too late when Caesar attempted to escape. Within Mother Chaos, a golden light emitted from the shattered bead that allowed Alex to acquire Brahma’s Supreme Touch. A suction force directly sucked Caesar’s ghost emperor’s spiritual body inside. Caesar disappeared instantly.

"Execute Command: Release." The tractor beam instantly shut off. Valerius fell, landing on his feet with the quiet elegance of a cat. He brushed a speck of dust from his torn red coat, his crimson eyes wide with absolute, stunning awe as he looked at Caleb. "You really... you just punched him into a wall," Valerius murmured, a slow, appreciative smirk spreading across his pale face. "And you didn't even use your armor." Caleb didn't answer. He was already walking toward the embedded Sanguine Prince. He grabbed Kassius by the ruined armor on his chest and violently ripped him out of the wall, tossing him onto the floor like a piece of trash.

It was then that he saw Ivan and Albert approaching him. ‘My Lord…’ Carl urged. ‘Have they said anything?’ Albert asked, crawling beside Hadrian. ‘I have strong evidence against Duke Valdemar now.’ Hadrian answered. ‘They’re working for him. They said so themselves.’ ‘Well, we must not let Princess Catherine wait any longer, shall we?’ Ivan said as Hadrian nodded and prepared themselves to raid the hut. They pulled out their swords, Ivan took out his pistol and charged from all sides of the hut. The four men were overwhelmed, they did not have the chance to pull out their swords, all they could do is raise their hands to surrender.

Zenith For a moment, the villa felt suspended in time. Lord Valerius Drakos, an exile, a legend, a whispered nightmare to most supernatural children, knelt before us. And the Haven of Shadows, my family? They looked like someone had just dropped a live bomb in the foyer. Kael was the first to react, of course he was. “Okay, but… is anyone else freezing? Or is this just me dying slowly?” Caius punched his arm without taking her eyes off Valerius. “Shut up, Kael.”

Vincenzo and Ceaser weren't willing to forfeit him for Breanna. “Shamus! You can have the girl,” Cesar finally grunted. “Knuckles is worth more in our hands.” Breanna's lip curled in opposition. “How generous of you. But I disagree. Take the girl. Sell her and make up for your losses. Moreover she’ll make a fine escort.” Vincenzo’s gaze slid over Nevena—slow, appraising and lustful. He reached out, fingers grazing toward her chest to access her market value, but Antonio slapped the hand away with a stern warning.

In my blood. Floating like code etched in violet lightning across the inside of my skull. *System Rebooting........ Full System Unlock* *Triggered By Self Sacrifice.* *(Accessed via oath-mark neural link – December 14, 2030)* The world—dream or real—fades to black. A heads-up display blooms open, like the crown finally decided to stop whispering and start screaming. Crown of Dacia and Twin Thunder Crown Hud **[Basic Info]** **Name:** Celeste Valentina Morau Tsatoke (née Morau)