Who Are You Who Shall Guide The Protagonist Mga Nobela at Kwento

Its calm, cold light concentrated over the palace, dispersing the dark gravity slowly. The palace stopped atomising, but it had already been reduced to ruins. I felt as if that voice was coming from the moon. ‘Amor, Zeve. Both of you shall be the guiding lights for the prophets who are yet to walk on land. Bring back the light that was taken away from this world. Some prophets will find you and some you will have to search for…’ I looked at Amor, tensing my brows. He held my shoulders and hugged me.

If you let I let him speak, he might drop spoilers. SHIN: we're getting to his story but before that, there's a different story I want to tell. the story of the one who saved Uzo's life and took him to the forest. he shall be named in the next chapter and he shall venture to the place where destiny called. he will be known in history as the first lord of Chaos.

Illegal deals. I observed them closely, and then he looked in my direction. That’s not my boss, that’s Director Orion Kade. The lights in the alley flickered and went off. This is dangerous. I tried to reverse and leave, but I hit something. A tall silhouette approached. The figure stopped in front of my car. My heart skipped as I gripped the wheel tightly. He lifted a torch and pointed it at my face. He came closer and raised the light. His face had a deep scar, visible even in the harsh lighting. I had no space to think clearly anymore. He opened the door, pulled out a table knife, and dragged me out by my hair.

“Thank you for your guidance.” I clasped my hands together respectfully. “The journey is long, Lycan King, and the darkness draws near. You must be prepared to offer your full support when the Child of Destiny emerges,” she said. “The Child of Destiny?” I repeated the words, my mind filled with questions. Yet I refrained from asking further, knowing how she spoke only in riddles and would reveal no more than she wished. One thing, however, was certain. Whoever that person was, as long as they stood against the Evil God Baalzelbul and his organization, they would have my unwavering support.

With memory. Luna stood at the altar one last time, her spiral stone glowing softly. “We are not what was predicted,” she said. “We are what was chosen.” The flame surged. The runes flared. And the Grove whispered. She is Grove. She is guide. She is story. She is future.

"But wisdom and understanding are not the same thing." "That's very philosophical," I said with a small smile. "Though I'm not sure I'm ready for that level of acceptance yet." "Of course not. You're still discovering what you're capable of." His voice was warm, encouraging. "But Calla, you should know that you don't have to figure it all out alone. There are wolves who've walked similar paths, who could help guide you through the complexities." "Wolves like you?" I asked, keeping my tone light and curious rather than skeptical.

No matter which direction I went, the gray stayed the same. Was I dead? Is this what death felt like? “Selene.” I spun around. A figure was standing behind me. They were tall and wearing robes that seemed to be made of light itself. Their face was hidden in shadow, but their presence felt warm. Safe. “Who are you?” I asked. “A guide.” Their voices were gentle. Neither male nor female. “You’ve fought well, Selene. Across fifteen lifetimes, you’ve never stopped fighting. Never give up. Even when it cost you everything.”

“Listen carefully. Get up and pretend you are going to the bathroom. Two doors down you will see a door leading to the wine store. It’s unlocked. One of the windows in the store has a broken lock. Leave through it. It leads to the side of the building and directly into the street, so the goons won’t see you. I’ve left a jacket and face cap in the store, ditch your clothes and change into them first.” He nodded slightly. “Thank you-“ He glanced at my name tag, “Eleni. I have a lot of questions but now isn’t the time. Only tell me this, why are you helping me?” I forced myself to meet his steady gaze. “I like you.” I said before I could stop myself. He looked a little startled. "Come with me.

“You won’t face this alone.” “No,” she agreed, eyes burning. “I’m not that girl who was rejected and cast out. I’m not just a pawn in some ancient prophecy.” She turned to Sereth. “Tell me what I have to do.” Sereth nodded solemnly. “You must pass through the Gate of Echoes and awaken the Guardians. Only their blessing can guide you through the Vale. But beware… the Thirteenth will try to reach you. Through dreams. Through doubt. He will offer you power, vengeance, even peace.”

Her eyes were soft, but her presence commanded the sky itself. "This is your future," she said. Her voice was like song and thunder. "But only if you let go. Let the book guide you." I choked on my emotion. "How? I don’t even know what I’m doing. I don’t know who I am." She stepped closer. "You are Mirabel, my daughter. Child of two bloodlines. Guardian of the seal. You are more than you believe, but you must let go of fear. Let the book teach you. It knows the path."