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RISE OF THE ORIGINAL
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In a realm torn apart by ancient rivalries and the lingering shadows of mystic evils, Marcus—once a prince and valiant warrior who fell in the fateful battle against the dreaded Trinitarians, a trio of malevolent forces feared across all realms—has been resurrected to confront an even greater menace: the Origin. Neither fully alive nor entirely dead, Marcus exists in a fragile state of being, his essence fractured yet imbued with newfound power. As he grapples with his reforged abilities, he is thrust into a ceaseless battle against a rising darkness that threatens to unravel the fabric of existence itself. Guided by enigmatic allies and tormented by the ghosts of his past, Marcus uncovers a sinister conspiracy that transcends realms, blurring the boundaries between creation and destruction. With time slipping away and the line between himself and the Origin dangerously thin, Marcus must embrace his destiny as the final guardian of life or risk surrendering everything to the chaos of the Origin’s unrelenting wrath.
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CHAPTER 1 THE PROTECTOR
Kalus plummeted through the void, his screams swallowed by the endless expanse of shifting, prismatic light. The world above spiralled away, shrinking into a distant pinprick of sunlight until it vanished altogether. Darkness enveloped him, and his consciousness dissolved into nothingness. He jolted. He gasped, coughing as he regained his senses. Cool, damp soil pressed against his cheek, gritty and damp. The distant roar of waves filled his ears, their rhythm steady and hypnotic. And slowly, he pushed himself up on trembling arms, blinking against the brightness of the sun now hanging low in the sky. Before him stretched an endless ocean, its waters shimmering with hues of gold and silver under the fading light. The salty breeze stung his face as he took in the vast, alien expanse. He touched his chest, confirming he was alive. But where was he? And more importantly, how had he survived? He groaned, crawling to the ocean, drinking greedily from its waves till he quenched his
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RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 39 THE UNYIELDING STORM
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Last Updated : 2025-02-15RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 38 THE FIRST OMEN
Previously, on Sword Of VengeanceThey walked through the sacred passage, their steps echoing against the unseen boundaries of countless realms. The space around them was vast yet suffocating as if they were threading through the threads of time itself. Some realms shimmered with familiarity, whispering of places long known, while others lurked in the abyss, shrouded in secrecy.The Chronos surveyed the ancient temple, their luminous eyes searching for a presence that refused to reveal itself. Silence reigned, except for the quiet hum of energy pulsing through the sacred walls.Then, with a voice both commanding and reverent, one of the Chronos spoke.“Guardians of the Eternal Forge, we summon your presence.”Eleuren tensed. This was unexpected. They were supposed to be heading toward Lord Aluka’s palace, what had changed? What urgency had made them alter their path?A ripple of sound, neither entirely male nor female, but something in between; spread through the temple in w
Last Updated : 2025-02-10RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 37 THE FORBIDDEN SUMMONING
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance Aluka strode into his war chamber, his armour bearer, Kithzo, trailing behind him with silent steps. The room was dimly lit, its vast expanse stretching into shadowed corners where battle armors, forged from celestial artifacts, rested in solemn silence. Each piece glowed subtly, emanating ancient, untamed auras, remnants of battles waged beyond time itself.Aluka’s cold gaze flickered over them, assessing, deciding. He did not rush; this was a moment of absolute precision.Behind him, Kithzo's brows furrowed in confusion.The war chamber was sacred. It was a place one entered only in times of crisis, when war loomed on the horizon, or worse when the kingdom stood on the brink of annihilation. Yet, as far as he knew, no such threat existed. No alarms had been sounded. No enemies had crossed their borders.So why was his master here?For what felt like an eternity, Aluka stood before the ancient relics. Then, slowly, he closed his eyes.H
Last Updated : 2025-02-10RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 36 THE BREAKING POINT
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance "Come, Lord Aluka awaits you."The Chronos spoke, his voice devoid of emotion, like the ticking of a celestial clock.Eleuren answered with a simple nod, her expression unreadable. Without hesitation, they levitated into the air, moving in tandem like celestial bodies pulled by an unseen force. The temple of the Supreme Father faded behind them as they drifted toward an uncertain fate.In a chamber where darkness reigned, where the light was nothing more than a reluctant intruder, an altar stood chiselled from the bones of forgotten stars. Strange symbols sprawled across its surface, whispering secrets older than time itself.At its centre rested a white crystal ball.A dormant thing. Silent. Cold.Until it wasn't.Suddenly, the crystal pulsed eerie glow bursting forth, casting fractured silhouettes against the chamber’s walls. The distorted figures took shape, forming the spectral visages of the Guardians of the Eternal Forge.And be
Last Updated : 2025-01-31RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 35 MARCH OF DARKNESS
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance "Silence," He commanded, his voice slicing through the air like a death knell. A suffocating weight pressed upon the legions, forcing even the most defiant to bow their heads.Breaths were shallow, and eyes averted.The crackling flames that lingered in the sky dimmed as if cowed by his authority as he leered at the gathered legions, his burning eyes glowing brighter. And when he spoke again, his tone dripped with malevolence."Just like all of you, I was surprised when I met her once again," He began, his voice a low growl that seemed to reverberate through the very bones of those kneeling before him. The legions exchanged uneasy glances as an implication of his words unsettled the mind of even the most battle-hardened among them. "Because I, personally, destroyed her core and watched as she descended in glorious defeat into the lowest of the realms in a dying figment of light."A murmur rippled through the legions like a sinister c
Last Updated : 2025-01-29RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 34 CRIMSON DOMINION
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance In a streak of lightning, Erimense of Darkness descended upon the Voidless Realm, in a torrent of crimson energy tearing through the oppressive darkness. The lightning burned with malice, carving through the void and illuminating the desolate expanse in violent flashes.Trailing behind him, a blazing ray of molten fire devoured the shadows, roaring with an otherworldly sound like the cries of countless souls. As he emerged, his form radiated fiery brilliance, his lava-like armour pulsing with raw power, and his burning eyes glowing with dark purpose.The ground cracked and melted beneath his presence, fissures of molten light spreading outward. The Voidless Realm quaked, bending to his will as he stood tall, wreathed in the burning ambience. Behold, he had returned.A harbinger of destruction, commanding even the void itself.The air crackled with an ominous charge, and the very walls of the portal chamber shimmered, reflecting his impo
Last Updated : 2025-01-27RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 33 THE UNHOLY ASCENSION
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance The Son of Perdition laughed, his voice sounding like breaking bones and roaring fire. Then his expression twisted into a snarl. “The Flame of the Supreme Father is not the Supreme Father. It’s nothing but a fallacy, a flicker compared to the abyss that I am.”His growl reverberated through the chamber, and the blood lake surged, lashing against the jagged walls. The pillars trembled, as though they too feared the fury of their master.But within his rage, a shadow of uncertainty lingered; a truth he would never admit.If the Flame had chosen them, then perhaps it was more than a flicker. Perhaps it was the beginning of something even the abyss could not extinguish.The Son of Perdition’s laughter echoed through the chamber, dark and thunderous, shaking the blood-red lake into restless waves. His eyes burned brighter as he finally spoke, his voice heavy with malice.“We’ll pay them a visit,” He said, his grin widening into something
Last Updated : 2025-01-27RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 32 SEVEN DOORS OF HELL
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance A deafening rumble reverberated through the cosmos, chasing the blinding brilliance that erupted from one end of the universe, hurling itself across the infinite void into the maw of a black hole.From the abyss, a dense pitch-black cloud emerged, swirling with ominous purpose. Within it, a vortex of fiery red-orange light surged forth, crashing into the cursed, hardened soil below. The impact etched ancient, arcane markings into the ground, leaving an eerie glow that outlines the imposing figure of the Nyxarath.The heavens writhed with chaotic fury, resulting in a thunderous roar in relentless bursts, accompanied by jagged streaks of lightning that intertwined like veins of fire. For brief moments, their stark illumination painted the desolate surroundings in ashen greys.Unfazed by the tempest, the Nyxarath rose from the cratered earth. Straightening to his full, imposing height.His silhouette exuded an aura of unyielding power, ma
Last Updated : 2025-01-20RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 31 THE EVEN GROUND BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance EPISODE 31 THE EVEN GROUND BETWEEN GOOD AND EVILIn seconds, the Temple of Supreme Father loomed majestically in the heart of the Realm of Time, its vast stone structure shimmering with a soft, ethereal glow. The temple’s towering silhouette seemed to stretch far beyond the edge of perception, vanishing into the shifting sky. As one approached, the massive double doors came into view, forged from a shimmering, unknown alloy, reflecting the eternal passage of time. Intricate carvings of celestial bodies, hourglasses, and frozen clock hands adorned the surface, moving subtly as if existing in multiple moments at once.The door opened, revealing a grand courtyard bathed in an otherworldly light. Crystal columns soared into the sky, their surfaces swirling like molten glass, etched with runes of time that shifted and evolved as though they were still being written. The air hummed with energy, and the ground
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Michael Segun
wow this book is just too interesting, it shows how much effort and passion the author has poured into writing this book. more feathers to your cap ...