Viktor Machine Herald Arcane Novels & Stories

Directly opposite had a five-meter wide by four-meter high passageway, and the illuminating magic stones at the top of the hall and the passageway emitted a light no less than that of the outside. Looking at the metal token in his hand again, it was only the size of a palm, the emblem engraved on the front Christine knew that it was representing a certain Arcane Artist, but who exactly was unclear, the back was engraved with a number and instructions on how to use it in Nethersolean magical script. At this point, Christian knew why the other party still triggered the effect of the token even after his own “Trance” had taken effect, because all he had to do was to press the small emblem on th

He found out, eventually, who I am the night of the full moon a few weeks after he rescued me. I can't recall what happened that night but I can never forget his steady voice in my head calling out my name "Victor" nonstop. It was a name he gave me days after rescuing me, which means Superior. When I asked why he chose to call me "Victor," he said that it will remind him of the night he found me. He wasn't afraid of the critter inside of me and knowing that he wasn't scared of me, I felt safer and in control of who I am.

"My dear Amara. You've gone a long way. My eyes were scorched by tears. "I don't comprehend. "How are you doing?" She took a step forward and touched my cheek. "My dear, I don't have much time. However, you must pay attention. It is possible to overcome Viktor. I tensed up. "Tell me!" "There is a concealed weapon under the sacred tree in the center of the pack's territory. The same magic that cursed Viktor was used to manufacture the blade. I gasped. "A weapon that can kill him?"