Venerate The Immortal Emperor Novels & Stories

"And I believe I have already told you this story during your earlier days with us." "Not that one." Sethlzaar shifted where he sat, adjusting so that he drew nearer to her. "I mean if a person is addressed as the Immortal Aegis." Helva thought a moment. "And when was this?" "A while before I came to you people." "Well," she mused, "there is a prophecy that has survived the millennia. One of a child born to the night. Every god has a vessel born to them in every generation, be it a gift to them of Ayla or a gift from mankind, no one knows. However, there stands a god whose vessel is neither born in every generation, nor a gift from any. It is said that his vessel is a curse on Ayla and man.

Houses and establishments were built all over. He met two mortals and his companion whom he meddled and mingled with in this time of the year. He fell in love with her yet, she can’t return his love. Leana and Geanne were the mortals whom he saved; Whitney, his lovely companion never left his side, they all escaped World War together. After the mortals left him, he felt lonely that he studied blood transfusion, he wanted Whitney to be an immortal. He never failed, his once mortal dog became immortal because of the blood transfusion. It was a successful one however, Whitney’s appearance changed. But it didn’t changed his companion’s attitude.

They were guilty. Their greediness led them to the third war between The Kings (First and Second) and The Emperor (Shadow). They had no respect for Shadow and they feared her at the same time. It was so ridiculous. Eagle squeezed his eyes for a moment, rephrasing his sentence. “I, hereby, The Emperor of the Underworld is declaring my own death to you guys. This emperor also will be buried at a secret place where no one can access it and will disappear from their sight. The end.”

"My last song as a soldier Will give my fondest wish To be remembered as I am So handsome, devilish I did not die a hero But, man, did I come close So when you make my statue Be sure my armor glows Of course I am just kidding Am I? It's hard to tell I see the Emperor smirking He knows me far too well Today we honor Valiant And all who love her still I'll serve her till the day I'm gone With heart and soul and will And then I'll join the fallen My duty set aside So….when you make my statue Please capture my good side!" There was an uproar of laughter. Junayd looked at the Empress expectantly. "Well, Your Majesty?" He asked brazenly.

The air inside was thick with the scent of incense and ceremonial oils, every corner watched by the stone eyes of statues and courtiers alike. "Selene Dawnveil," a voice called from the far side of the room, and the council's High Priestess, an imposing woman with cold eyes, stepped forward. "You will be known as 'Everlight' from now on, a gift to the empire, chosen by prophecy."

Therefore, it is difficult for us to have children with each other. And for that very reason, the Evermore's leader, Brayanlynn (aka my dear father), came up with a solution fifteen millennia ago. What solution? Strictly train each Immortal until they reach the age of 20 (in our timeline). Then send them to the reality corresponding to each Immortal's destiny book. Alone. Without any external help. Only with their knowledge about this reality and the main story of their respective book of destiny. In an attempt to correct the story in the way we deem correct and to find our soul partner in the end.

She can't think of anyone who has the same appearance as the man, or she's simply too disoriented right now. He smiled sarcastically and said, "I'm your answer, Empress." Cristine's uncertainty persisted. She has no trust in this man. She is more likely to trust her instincts than a total stranger. He replied, with sympathy for Cristine, "You still haven't changed, my empress, you are still you, weak." Cristine was at a loss for words. She's not sure if she should just kill him now or torture him first. Cristine chuckled. "You're so arrogant?" she joked.

I can’t explain why I felt pity for him. ''Are you ready to sacrifice the lives of your brothers so you can go to the kingdom?'' I asked Maximus. ''Yes, I will do everything that is written inside that book, I want to see my father again,'' Maximus replied. We talk about his mission, other than seeking justice for his father's death, he is willing to do what is written in the book of immortality, which is that they must die in the present time and be resurrected in the kingdom of Prophis, a place where werewolf and the vampire are existing, and attains immortality.

The Heavenly Emperor did not finish his sentence because he was stopped by the Emperor by raising his hand. The emperor was a revered and feared Great God and his power was well known throughout the realm. The celestial emperor had changed several times, but the Emperor remained the same as the Archer God. "Punishment for living 10 lives in the mortal world!" said The Emperor. The emperor always looked calm, a God nicknamed by the name of a God without feelings and that is what is always visible. The emperor always had a flat expression without showing any emotion.

You have your orders, find those that are marked and bring them to the island, the rest of them eliminated. A great roar went up as they organised into platoons and headed across the border nowhere would be safe for the humans they had brought about their own destruction. The Immortals were organised and powerful, they had immense strength and they had the numbers now that they had their Alliance the humans really did not stand a chance.