Viktor Machine Herald Arcane Novels & Stories

Using Aria’s knowledge about weapons and metals, I was working on a device that could repel even the dark mana so that Derek’s manipulation could be stopped. Kaltain was the key factor in building that device. It was especially for Ez and subtly I would integrate it into the entire vampire population by making it as a fancy item. I just had to find the right concentration of bronze at which it could nullify all kinds of forbidden magic. I had searched for the books on dark magic and the forbidden magic, but every clue I got was pointing towards this underground palace, so getting inside it was my priority. I didn’t want to use any destructive method to force my way in because I didn’t want t

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)

They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away. “ I knew she would accept us,” Drago’s elegant mother moved toward Madchen with such a grace, it seemed she floated off the ground. Ariana grasped both Madchen’s hands in a gesture of acceptance. “Welcome to our family, Madchen,” Drago’s mother’s eyes shined like diamonds as she looked Madchen over. “This one here,” she smiled, “Is special. I sense she is full of magic, in her own right,” Madchen arched a brow, doubt written all over her delicate features.

He paused, looking from his documents to us with a smile. "Are you sure?" He asked with a lop sided smirk. "An Aston Martin Valkyrie. This rare beauty uses its side mounted ca—" My eyes fazed out in excitement as i smiled at Jade. This was the life i wanted. And in that moment the luxury was nice. It felt unrealistic. And extravagant. But i thought i was finally living, finally grasping the world. Life. But alas— To be continued...

"He had no time to fake anything. A terrified man always speaks the most bitter truths." Harwin let out a short, skeptical grunt. He wiped his temple with the back of a trembling hand, unsure if it was from the heat of the machine or the bad feeling crawling up his spine. The blue light from the scanner reflected faintly off the crystal lenses he wore, highlighting the deepening lines on his face with every row of data that appeared. "This is not from the Bramasta family. Definitely not their crude stamp. And it isn't Altair's secret seal either." He shifted an artifact fragment under the scanner, a piece of spiritual metal with a small, intricate engraving that felt alive to the touch. The

That was enough. Victoria held the *Greater Veil* tome open in her hands—not to read aloud (Raven still couldn’t hear), but to point to the sigil Raven had been studying for three days: a layered spiral of interlocking rings, each line etched with intent rather than mere shape. The rite of *Precise Dominion*—the ability to command a single undead servant with surgical accuracy, overriding even its lingering will.

Beside him, motionless like a living statue, Yakov Kovalenko, the oldest of the elders, kept his pale eyes turned toward the door, as if waiting for an inevitable revelation. On the table, an ancient parchment was open, displaying runic symbols dyed in dark red. The metallic and almost living smell betrayed the forbidden nature of it. “Blood magic…” Fidor murmured, his voice laden with repulsion and anger. “And not from any source. This is ours. Kovalenko.” Yakov tilted his head slightly, confirming. “The trace is unmistakable. Only our sorcerers master this web of essence.” Fidor clenched his fist on the cold stone.

"Surely, if you're going to claim that you're going to start a new family line, you should have some show to backup your claim." Shock filtered around the room. "He didn't claim anything like that, Nathan," my father said with a dangerous edge to his voice. "He might as well have. Just how are we to know that he's telling the truth? How do we know that you haven't just been hiding the most powerful Necromanic artifact from us for all these years?" I glanced at the pendent. "You know what this is?" Nathan glared at me. " Boy, that is the pendant the Head of the Reinhardt Family wore. The pendant that was lost years ago when the Quintet fought against the Witches in Salem, and most of the fift

As in, Carter Labs. Oh well, must be a 'successful scientist' thing. "Hi there, Natasha!" called Katie Patterson, who Natasha spotted through a glass separation busy working on something. A sudden spark of white light suddenly flashed. "What was that?" Katie, who was wearing large plastic goggles, turned to Natasha, smiling. " Just a little applied quantum mechanics as you can see here" - she pointed at a device with large silver metallic plates - "these elements are acting as a large base for generating great amounts of frequency which siphons negative energy that is projected out through here."

Xavier held her back rubbing his hands and slipping to her waist. Anger surged within me, “You'll never get away with this." They laughed. "Oh, but we already are." I felt immense power surging within me, one which I had never felt almost like I was about to explode. Nyx growled my claws springing out. Their gaze dropped. “Xavier, what is happening?” Veronica asked in fear. “Go!” He yells out to Veronica. Their words made me angrier as I pulled harder on the ropes, the strange feeling getting more intense.