Will Of The Ancients New World の小説・ストーリー

“Our grandmother gifted us with a book that she claims is older than this world. It’s in a strange language and most of it is not translated. One of the few translations is the word ‘priores’ above drawings of fourteen red-eyed beings. It’s Latin for forefathers, also referred to as—“ “Ancients,” Amerie finished. That’s why Minera couldn’t say what they are but had looked at Amerie so pointedly in answer. “One of them made it impossible for me to breathe. Like it ripped the air out of my lungs.” A slight shudder tan through her as she whispered, “I wasn’t sure it was going to stop.” Brynn and Blaze exchanged wary glances. Blaze chewed on her lip before speaking. We have always been taught th

They were running out of time. He turned to Myrra. “The First King’s writings, do they say anything about what happens after the Crowns are destroyed?” Myrra scanned the ancient script again, her fingers tracing the faded carvings. A flicker of realization crossed her face. “…Power given, power taken. In sacrifice, the world is reshaped.” Elior’s stomach dropped. “Reshaped?” Myrra swallowed. “It doesn’t say how. Only that if the Crowns fall, everything changes.”

James said impatiently. Zeno continued, saying, “When the Ancestral Site was still intact, every once in a while, it would create a new race. To be more precise, it would produce Primogenitors. After some time, these Primogenitors would reproduce and eventually form a race of its own. “Just now, I overheard some people outside the city saying that an ancient beast has appeared in the Dunhamvale World. “Ancient beasts are the Primogenitors of a new race. However, a long time ago, powerful races of the Dark World would target these ancient beasts and capture them. If the ancient beast were strong, they would train them into their guardian beasts.”

This was the only thing that he had carried here from the past along his precious memories. An imperishable dao heart that would brave through a million deaths and still remain unchanged through the endless tides of time and its merciless tribulations. “Affirmative, host.” The system took three breaths to comb its rich database for a fitting cultivation manual per the request of Tristan. “BOINK!” Eternal Will Codex – the ultimate inheritance of the Ancient Natives called the Edurus who dwell in the Frozen Plateau. “A good name. Now let me see if its teachings are a match to its lofty title.” Tristan muttered as he read the contents of the manual.

I swallowed like they had just told me I once adopted a crocodile. “I allowed my husband’s ex to live in my house? There’s no way I could’ve done something that outrageous. Nope. I don’t believe it.” Hailey clapped. “And there it is. The new Essence. Fierce, possessive, and ready to throw hands. Sky, take notes.” “Oh, please,” Sky said, waving a hand dramatically. “You both know I don’t even like Lucian’s type.”

"Yes of course, but if you're thinking of going there, it's not yet time. You need to get stronger." "Why did you call it a World??" Vic asked "Will you always question me like this," Ang replied, "Well!! It's different from this, far more better than the human world. No more question." "Just let's have a stroll around the human world. Let's go to some nice places?" "Okay, I'm sorry. You want to take a stroll right? I know somewhere great we can go." Vic replied as he went in the direction of a basketball Court. *Basketball Court*

It was more advanced than anything modern humanity could even conceive in its wildest science fiction. The memory dynamically shifted, expanding outward. More crystal cities appeared, thousands of them, spanning vast continents and crossing pristine oceans. It was a flawless global civilization completely unlike anything found in the history books. Then, the ancient voice whispered, the tone dripping with an immortal sorrow: WE THOUGHT WE HAD CONQUERED DEATH. Marcus Voss visibly flinched, his entire body jerking as if he had been struck. The visceral reaction did not escape Ava's notice. The first human's voice continued.

"I'll try not to be offended by that..." "I do not care", he emphasizes each word with a sardonic smile. "Also, I would not be offended anyway because I'm just relaying information from the memoir of our New World's creator, Dr. Lacey Carrington", he erupts into a fake round of applause. "Anyway, so to sum it up, the New World came to be because of--" "Because of a woman's wrath", he finished. "Well, honestly, something had to be done about the previous state of the world, don't you think?".

They dispersed into the forest. King mozerus watch from his office window as Russell led a group of fourteen warriors, marching into the forest. "May the blessings of the goddess stay with you all," he prayed and turn away from the window, collapsing onto the coffee-brown three-seater cushion in his office. Hours after the warriors dispersed into the forest, Russell came across a pile of bones. Wolf's bones. Laying across the forest floor to form a large circle. The bones look fresh, like the skins were freshly peeled off but no trace of blood neither footprints can be found. The warriors jumped back in shock at the sight of the familiar symbol from the ancient text on the floor.