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RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 15 SEED OF LOVE
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance "Dark, malevolent entities from another dimension invaded our world, Kalus. They were unlike anything we had ever seen—inhuman, relentless, and devastating. We fought with everything we had, but it was a battle we were destined to lose. Lord Dalbeth saw the writing on the wall long before the rest of us.In the end, he made a heartbreaking decision. He chose me from among the survivors and entrusted me with a sacred task: to take Princess Elena and his wife, Lady Paruchma, away from Mada Est Lana. To ensure their survival, even if our land was doomed.Lady Paruchma, however, couldn’t bear the agony of being separated from her husband. The grief consumed her, and within months, she passed away. That left me alone to raise Elena—a final act of loyalty and gratitude to the man who once led us"Austrus spoke, his shoulders slumping as strands of hair fell forward, veiling his face and concealing his expression.Kalus listened intently, pausing to
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 16 SEED OF LOVE 2
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance A slow heat stirred within him, in an undeniable pull that left him captivated by the softness of her lips. Time seemed to dissolve into nothing as their mouth found each other, again and again. Each kiss grew deeper and more consuming than the last.Delian eventually pulled back and a soft, breathless smiles curved on her lips as she gasped against his mouth, her chest rising and falling with each stolen breath.However, Austrus was far from being satisfied. His desire for her only intensified; his husky voice moaned her name, showing how much he craved her.Unable to resist, he leaned close to her once more, seeking the warmth and sweetness of her lips, hungry to touch her in places that would keep her begging for more.Their faces inched closer, the world around them dissolving into a distant haze as their breaths entwined in the delicate space between them. As his hands moved slowly own its own accord to cupped her cheek with tender strok
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 17 THE HOT ROMANCE
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance "Xena, please don't go"Princess Lirl begged.Xena responded by turning back and sitting quietly beside her.Princess Lirl smiles sweetly to herself, testing the boundaries between them by letting her head rest on his shoulders to be sure he's okay with it."I recalled you made mention of absorbing their pain. Will it do them any good?"She asked."They will fall into a deep sleep instead. Bale appeared to have multiple fractured bones at the ribs, and his two legs had been dislocated."Xena said, and he stood up, examining the extent of damages done to the larger carriage."Wait, can you fly?"Princess Lirl asked curiously."Well, not really. But I can manipulate gravity better now unlike before "Xena answered confidently."Your memories, are they back?"Princess Lirl reluctantly asks her next question."No, only their fragment of them."Xena shook his head."Tell me about it "Princess Lirl nestled closer to him, toying with the stands of
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 18 THE HOT ROMANCE 2
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance She stepped cautiously into the river, her toes testing its shallowness. The cool water embraced her, swirling gently around her legs and sending a soothing, tingling sensation through her body: arousing an echo of a memory she couldn’t shake.It reminded her of him.With each step forward, her feet sank into the soft, damp sand. She moved carefully, aware of the encroaching tides that whispered their warning as they crept closer.When the water neared her neck, she closed her eyes and took a slow, deliberate breath.It is time.She plunged her head beneath the river, feigning a struggle in playful pretense. At first, it was all lighthearted fun, everything unfolding as planned, until a shadow flickered past her peripheral vision, disappearing into the depths below.Panic gripped her as she scrambled to resurface, but her heart froze when something smooth yet coarse coiled around her toes like a silken trap.Panic set in as she thrashed underwa
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 19 THE RED-HAIRED LADY
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance Xena: losing control of himself in pure animalistic lust, he lay on her and their lips broke apart once more.Princess Lirl raised her hips to meet his hardened crotch in a demanding and sensual caress.Without warning, he proceeded down to her stomach, enjoying her melodious moans and shivering of her skin when his lips grazed them.Princess Lirl moaned, whispering his name, drunk in the sea of lust as she wounded her hands into the length of his hair.She looked into his silvery eyes, her eyes dazed in pleasure.As Xena's head continued to move further away from her stomach, approaching her pants, his eyes dilated into a dark, soulless ambience, and his canine began to elongate.With a growl, his hands reached out for her silky pants, slowly taking off from her hips until her legs were free of them.He paused, bringing the pant closer to his nose. With a guttural growl, he drew in a very deep breath.She smelled like iron.He snarled and flu
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 20 THE RED HAIRED LADY
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance Xena's eyes dilating into a dark blood lust, and his vision zoomed on its own accord. For some reason unknown to him, the red-haired with a blurred face body became so transparent that he could vividly through her body.He could see the molten, metallic blood coursing through her veins, her ribs enclosing the vibrant flow of countless red and white blood cells. His vision surged forward, then slowed in a delicate crawl as it centred on the steady, powerful rhythm of her heart.The steady throb of her heartbeat almost match the pace of his, its rhythm overpowering the relentless ache pulsing through his skull.A pained scream laced with hoarse moans of raw pleasure from intense, unrestrained passion echoed in his mind.She clutched his silvery hair tightly, blurry eyes, dazed eyes reflecting the overwhelming waves of ecstasy and exquisite torment With a hurried, trembling gasp, her voice pierced the air, carrying an almost otherworldly reson
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 21 RETURN OF THE ELDER PRIESTS
Previously, on Sword If Vengeance The wind howled fiercely, weaving through the heavy sheets of rain with a shrill, piercing whistle. Each gust carried a raw intensity, bending the rain into diagonal torrents that lashed against the earth. Above, the night sky was cloaked in a thick, oppressive layer of dark clouds, their edges churning and shifting like restless waves. Suddenly, lightning split the heavens with a jagged, electric brilliance, casting the world below in stark, otherworldly flashes of purple. The brief illumination revealed the storm's chaotic fury, the eerie violet hues dancing across the undersides of the storm clouds before plunging everything back into shadow.A muscled ebony leg adorned in red beads at the ankle walks with intent on the vast surface of the sea.As the figure’s silhouette seems to reveal itself further, the powerful muscles of his thighs come into view before the shadows parted to reveal his face: sharp, intense, and unmistakably determined.
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 22 RITUAL OF RESURRECTION: THE GOD'S TEST
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance The rest of the Elders were speechless until the second Elder Priest spoke up at last."My fellow Elder Priest, may we all age well and remain strong like the morning sun "The Second Elder Priest greeted."Ase"The rest chorused.(Ase in Yoruba means Amen)"I know what we've seen here today has shaken us to the core. Even our faith in the Gods as well.What has happened, is unheard of. Because no battle has ever conquered us before."The Second Elder Priest began."Hmmm, you're right."The rest of the Elder Priest accepted."We cannot let our fate be shaken at this point. The Gods had only granted us the opportunity to prove their supremacy again"The Second Elder said and paused. So they could comprehend the meanings behind his words.Rather an understanding an insight in what he was saying, they looked at him confused.The Fourth Elder Priest spoke up at last."Second Elder Priest, may our ancestors continue to enrich your wisdom."The Fourth
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EPISODE 66 THE BREAKING POINT
Previously, on Sword of Vengeance EPISODE 66 THE BREAKING POINT General Bale exhaled sharply, the battlefield falling into a tense silence. His fingers loosened around the hilt of his blade.The sword won’t win this fight, he realized. Only instinct will.With that, he flung the weapon aside. It clattered against the stone floor, echoing like a death knell. A symbolic gesture. A declaration. This wasn’t about steel anymore—this was personal.He lunged.A barrage of fists flew at the Emperor.Fast, relentless, full of raw fury. But the Emperor shifted, almost lazily, using only his left lower arm to parry the blows. Each block was surgical, his form tight and unshaken, as if he’d seen every strike coming before it landed.Then, in a blur, the Emperor vanished.As General Bale spun, his was overwhelmed by fear. The presence behind him was unmistakably cold, looming, patient. The Emperor stood there, poised like a predator sa
EPISODE 65 THAT SLASH SHOULD HAVE ENDED IT
Previously, on Sword of VengeanceThe Emperor snorted, his lips curling into a cruel smirk.“So in love, you skipped class just to see her,” he mocked, each word laced with venom.His voice was like ice. He took a step toward Princess Lirl, then another.She backed away instinctively, every inch of distance swallowed by his towering presence.“Your Highness, please,” Lord Azril pleaded, stepping between them.But his voice hadn’t even finished echoing when the Emperor’s hand lashed out.The crack of palm against flesh echoed like thunder.Lord Azril's head jerked violently to the side. Blood splattered across the ground as his legs gave out beneath him. He crumpled like a puppet with its strings severed.“Father!” Princess Lirl’s scream tore through the chamber.She lunged for the Emperor, grasping his arm in desperation, but he swatted her off with the ease of brushing dust from his robe.“The only way you make up for this, Lord Azril,” The Emperor said, breathing hea
EPISODE 64 THE KISS BEFORE THE STO RM
Previously, on Sword of VengeancePrincess Lirl gasped as General Bale’s lips brushed against hers. The world blurred, and her breath caught between memory and moment. She should have pushed him away, but she didn’t.Instead, her body betrayed her resolve. It relaxed. Yielded.And then... tingles. Familiar, yet not.The same warmth that once danced across her skin whenever Xena kissed her.Those sparks that ignited her, now kindled under Bale's touch.But this... this was different. Deeper.As their lips met fully, she closed her eyes. Not out of affection, but confusion. She was trying to feel.To distinguish.Was this love?Or just the longing for something real?Because when Bale kissed her, it wasn't with hunger.It was with heartbreak. His lips spoke volumes, though his mouth said nothing.And then.Too soonHe pulled away.She stood frozen, stunned by the loss of something she didn't even know she wanted more of. A deeper kiss. A moment that never bloomed.Hi
EPISODE 63 TO LOVE AND TO REBEL
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance All his life, he’d longed to do something.No, great things.Things that would make the world rise to its feet and clap until their hands bled.Without that, what was the point? If he couldn’t etch his name into the history books… then he may as well be forgotten.But could these hands.These trembling, calloused hands, truly do such a thing?And now… there she was.The woman he had prayed for in every quiet moment.Dragged away.Marked for shame at the hands of the Emperor.If
EPISODE 62 THE PRICE OF PERFECTION
Previously, on Sword of Vengeance "There’ll be food to eat and surplus wine to drink!"The crowd roared in unison.A tide of cheers swept across the square, pure and undiluted joy surging through the gathering like lightning.Children laughed.Musicians struck up jubilant tunes.Flags waved, hearts lifted.For a moment, it felt like the kingdom had truly healed.Then it began.Softly, like a whisper only the soul could hear.A chant.A nam
EPISODE 61 THE EMPEROR'S GAMBIT
Previously, on Sword of VengeanceThe grand arena was silent, yet tense and thick with the weight of power and unspoken judgment. Lord Azril stepped forward, his daughter at his side, both flanked by General Bale and a cohort of armoured guards. Together, they stood before the Emperor’s obsidian throne.General Bale’s eyes drifted.Not to the Emperor, but to the man seated beside him.The royal advisor.There was no reverence in General Bale’s gaze. No bow of respect.Only calculation.He studied the advisor’s ornate robes, noting the sigils embroidered in gold, the layers that suggested rank and arrogance. His gaze lingered only long enough to measure, to weigh, then moved on, landing on the Emperor.The moment their eyes met, something unspoken passed between them.Not words.Not greetings.But blades.Invisible swords clashed in that single locked gaze, cutting through the silence with an intensity that neither flinched from. But it was General Bale who broke the stare, n
EPISODE 60 SHADOWS BEHIND THE SILK
Previously, on The Sword of Vengeance One of the royal guards rushed ahead, pulling open the door of the carriage for Princess Lirl.Lord Azril paused at the entrance, his gaze narrowing at General Bale.Cold, sharp, and probing."You seem... unwell, Bale,"He said, raising an eyebrow.Caught off guard, General Bale straightened immediately, forcing calm into his posture.The weight of their earlier silent exchange still clung to his throat."Not at all, Your Majesty. I simply swallowed wrong. A lump, nothing more."His voice was steady, but his eyes betrayed the tremor of emotion still storming beneath.
EPISODE 59 CALM BEFORE THE CRIMSON
Previously on The Sword of VengeanceLord Azril moved with quiet authority, his boots clicking softly against the obsidian-tiled floor. Crimson robes trailed behind him, the gold-stitched runes catching hints of morning light that spilt through towering stained glass.He yawned, slowly wrapping a black rope around his shoulders, the motion casual—ritualistic. A man preparing for war under the guise of ceremony.Sunlight fractured through the glass above, spilling colours across the jagged scar that marked his cheek—a wound earned, a story never told.He stopped at the baluster, overlooking the festival grounds below.Far beneath him, the heartbeat of the city pulsed. Drums. Trumpets. Footsteps. Voices. Celebration thundered up with the morning mist like smoke rising from a fire not yet seen. Streams of people marched toward the Emperor’s palace, eager, blind, joyous.He leaned forward, palms pressing into the cold stone.Watching.Waiting.Then, came hoofbeats.Faint at fir
EPISODE 58 THE AWAKENING OF GACHIN
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance With deliberate intent, Lord Aluka stretched his hand into the void and a brilliant jade sword materialized in his grip, pulsating with ancient energy.Effortlessly, he raised the blade and brought it down upon the thick, enchanted chain.A deafening clang shattered the silence, sending shockwaves rippling through the four corners of the world. The chain ignited upon impact, glowing with intricate runes that flickered and dimmed before fading entirely.A crimson glow bled from the point of contact, and in an instant, the chain split apart.As if responding to his will, the jade sword vanished from Lord Aluka’s grasp. He took measured steps toward the bound figure of Gachin, his emerald flames flickering ominously in his palms.Wild, yet harmless, as if they were a natural extension of his being.He pressed his burning palm against Gachin’s forehead.The beast’s red, feral eyes fluttered open, hazy and sluggish, before sliding shut ag
