《Colossus' Dream》(2) Fate bound.
Advertisement
POV Narrator:
The great Farkeath kingdom, an old kingdom situated in the Eternal forest. They are a society of people who believe in the spiritual power of nature and the world around them. Through this belief, they harnessed extraordinary gifts. Those chosen by the Gods may attempt to learn how to wield this mighty power, but it was not without effort or personal sacrifice.
Alre Leoynore, an apprentice mage crouching at the edge of the forest, looks out over the battlefield. “Today we will show the Syscilus Kingdom the true power of our magic. They will never again dare to dream about uniting the continent,” he muses. Steadily, the Farkeath kingdom's troops march out from the Eternal forest, like a proud beast ready to show no mercy towards its enemies.
Alre Leoynore is a person chosen by the Gods to wield their power, one of the many. “The age of elves and swords will finally come to an end,” Alre vows in his heart, condemning the opposing army to certain death. His gaze wanders, stopping on the Ancient lake next to the would-be battlefield. “Today our greatest magic will be unleashed and all will tremble before its glory,” a wide grin spreading across his face, scenes of complete destruction fills his mind.
Alre's gaze shifts towards the Farkeath magicians huddling in a circle. An enormous scroll floats in the middle of them and only the sounds of methodic chanting can be heard. The ground underneath his feet, rumbles. His anticipation spikes and a single, exciting thought reverberates in his mind, “A spell so powerful that it was deemed impossible to create...”.
The greatest magic the Farkeath Kingdom ever created, Divine Deliverance. So powerful, it was deemed almost comically unusable. To merely activate the spell, an untold amount of resources would be needed, rivalling that of a small nation. Spells of this tier were thought to be beyond of the realm of mortals, that was until Farkeath’s greatest magician; Eldaernth Adnelis spent ten years in solitude, obsessing without results over the matter of creating something which could rival even the power of the Gods.
Advertisement
One day, as if guided by fate, Eldaernth was struck with sudden inspiration and managed to create a single scroll of Divine deliverance. This scroll only held one charge, but harboured powers greater than anything a mortal could dare imagine. Consequently, he went mad from the sheer absurdity of his creation. For years the scroll was locked away in the treasury of the Farkeath kingdom. The magician Lords, unsure of the spell's power, deemed it too dangerous for use outside of the gravest situation.
Magic condenses around the scroll, so dense it's almost liquid. The magicians endlessly pour their elemental power into the scroll, providing it with strength. “The day has finally come,” Alre watches as the clouds condense, a devious grin spreading across his lips.
The scroll's power slowly reaches its pinnacle. Divine lightning forms in the cloud, the scroll unleashing its true might. A blinding light radiates as this holy spell descends upon the battlefield. The spell, like an angry dragon released from its cage, unstoppable in its purpose, descends. The lighting leaves nothing but destruction in its wake yet, the Syscilus army remains strangely untouched.
The spell, as if guided by fate, diverges from its intended path. Instead of striking the Syscilus army, the spell impacts the Ancient lake, its calm waters shaking in anger. The ground rumbles and cracks spread around the base of the Ancient Lake.
Alre, while recovering from the blinding light, glimpses something in the distance. With hazy vision, he observes the outline of a large shape emerging from the waters. A shadow akin to night descends. The giant shape, blocking out the sun, looms.
Any feeling of confidence or arrogance, that he just had before, crumbles in the figure's presence. His legs shake and a feeling of dread wells up in his heart. With quivering lips and terrified eyes, Alre screams in terror, "What in God's name is that?!'.
Advertisement
The Hopeful Project
A pair of twins stumble their way into the world of blood magic, lizard people, and cultivation powered mecha-armor. And by stumble, I mean one of them falls on their face while the other laughs. [Writathon Participant] People read this far? What are you doing down here? Escape! The chapter buttons are over there, stop reading this. No? Fine. This book is an excuse to put a world I spent around 3-4 months of my life building over the pandemic into writing. I was planning on doing the writathon last year, but somehow managed to confuse October and November. Dont laugh, I'm already ashamed enough. This book is about a pair of twins, doing twin things: calling each other names, going to school, learning how to use their blood to become unstoppable, juggernaut, killing machines... You know, twin stuff. It's like if someone stuffed a school arc inside of a tournament arc inside of a war arc. A good time, basically. I hope you enjoy it.
8 81Sect Core
A peak cultivator is betrayed by his sect for being of common birth. The sect decides to not only kill him but transform him into a core, so they can use him for cultivation. But to get full control of all the sects formations, all of his energy has to be banned from the galaxy. In this manner, the main character is thrown into the rift in the middle of the galaxy. This rift transports him into another galaxy, where his journey to become the core of the most prominent sect begins. --- This is my first story, and the release schedule will be spotty in the beginning because I still have to do a lot of world building and thinking where the story should go. But I decided to put it out into the world to get some feedback so I can see what people think about it and maybe even get some inspiration. --- The cover image is not my own. I copied it from the internet. I thought it was cool and it suited the story. All rights reserved for the owner of the image.
8 81Elm's Horizon
""""Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion."Extend your hands, chase your dreams. Protect those you love and those who love you.This is a story of a boy named Evans in a virtual world known as Reach Your Horizon. (R.Y.H)
8 131The Collections (Short Stories)
The Collections is a book containing multiple short stories of varying genres, themes, and messages. Within it you'll find horror, mystery, thriller, love, etc., leaving you with goosebumps at the end of each story. Why is Elijah's story worth retelling in a dark, vacant parking lot?Will anyone help the girl flirting with death in the busy street? Who is Nora, and why has The Unlucky left her in a depressive state? What is the connection-the importance-between Simon and Chris? Each story opening many questions, and each ending a way you wouldn't guess. This book contains 5 different short stories.𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲: This book is mature due to mentions of sensitive, triggering topics. There is a small amount of foul language, no sexual activity.#𝟭 𝗙𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲
8 145The Night Hunter
(Side Project closed. Thanks for reading.)Ghosts, demons, zombies, werewolves, vampires, gargoyles, and other creatures of the night exist. Save for a select few, most of humanity is ignorant of their existence and believe them to be creatures from myths and fairy tales.One boy in his late teens, while placing the trash bins on the street, meets a man who called himself a Night Hunter. As the man dies, the teen hears him say that he would have lived if his level were high enough. Willing or not, he became involved with a Night Hunter and ventured to a new reality and future.
8 246The 7D: Aim To Please
After Queen Delightful and Bashful's honeymoon, Queen Delightful has to leave while he prepares the Royal Dinner of Jollywoodian Royalty.But Bashful doesn't know the first thing about preparing a banquet OR being ruler of Jollywood!What happens next? Read and find out.
8 83