Chosen Champion
- Reads 275
- Votes 40
- Parts 25
Complete Sun, Jan 31, 20213h 36m
Six gods rule the multidimensional realm. The God of light and his twin the Goddess of Darkness rule above all, together in harmony. One cannot exist without the other and their human creations worshipped them for their balance. That was until the God of Light grew to resent his sister. He hated how their creations loved her, despite her darkness. So he cast her away. Locked within a dimension of darkness. Only to return when she found a champion to defeat him.
After centuries of searching a young man is born and chosen to be her champion. At first, it seems only out of unfortunate luck he is chosen. But destiny works in mysterious ways.
Chosen Champion is copyrighted and may not be used or republished in any way without the permission of the author, Arionna Scaletta.
All Rights Reserved
#518
warrior
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Luna & Solana
The Pantheon of gods. The Divine. Primordial, Eternal, Forged with Essence etched in the fabric of the Universe. The primal. Molded of the Divine, Of Shadows, Of War, Of Frost, Of Seas, Of Beasts and Of Storms, tied to the Earth. As Darkness plagued the souls and heart of men, the minds of man clouded by evil, they turned their backs on the gods. Temples Fell. History to Ruin, Ash & Embers. Kings & Queens rose. Kingdoms were born. The Primal enraged by man, pushed for their annihilation, but two of the divine stood against it, the Mistress of Night and the LightBringer. They fell to earth to prove the primal wrong, A decision that led to the incident that shook the Cosmos, remade History. The Divine went silent, Forgotten. The Primal slumbered, Lost to Dreams. Chained, Betrayed and Weakened, they were faced with the terror of man, trapped within the darkness, the Slithering whispers began, A Curse... A Prophecy... And memories recovered, What happens when the Divine who fell, for man, Rises free. A/N: This is a work of Fiction... Check out my other book, Salem: of blood and witches>>>
The Witchline
A generation of witches emerged in a world where two factions, the Druids and the Witches, held power over the Earth and its elements. Gifted with the ability to harness the powers of Light and Dark, they dedicated themselves to honoring the Goddess Mother and the natural world. They celebrated life, abundance, and the cycles of nature through festivals and rituals. The Goddess Mother blessed two witches with extraordinary power, one with Light and the other with Dark, and bestowed upon them a book containing all the spells necessary to honor her. With this book, they could even cheat death itself. However, they were forbidden from using their powers for evil. Meanwhile, the Druids delved into the dark side of nature, making pacts with gods of the afterlife who demanded blood sacrifices. The Elder Druid, consumed by envy, plotted to steal the witches' power. Spreading lies about their wickedness to mortals, the Druids convinced them that only witch burnings could lift the curse. The Elder Druid's greed knew no bounds, and he sought the Goddess's book, whispering more falsehoods about the witches. Fear gripped the land, and countless innocent men and women were burned at the stake until the witch hunts finally ceased in the late 17th century. The two High Strega, the last of their kind, devised a plan to protect their magic and revive the Witchline. The Goddess revealed a prophecy: when a daughter of Dark and a son of Light possessed the book, the Witchline would be restored. They separated, hiding their true power and passing the book from one High Strega to another across generations. Until now...Complete
Salem: of blood and witches
" Cursed dragon blood shall reap death, torment and pain in her wake but by a single choice, peace, unity and harmony is not far behind"... Salem, the beginning of witches... The day of cleansing, what many thought to have been a day of extinction of witches was a sacrifice in disguise. "When a life is given, many are taken" "Hold it in your heart, Salem blood doesn't die, it grows, it waits until brought forth by the most powerful feeling of all...ANGER" The road paved for Alexandra Maar Osiris is rocky and difficult for feeble minds. One decision to make, Fall and never get up.... Or, Fall and keep falling .... A/N: this is a work of fiction... Hope you enjoy>>Complete
When Gods Became Mortals
In a world where every myth is true and every god is real, their war is waged through chosen mortals-Conduits who bear divine will with mortal hands. But Nora, she isn't one of them. She's a mortal. A Divine Medjay sworn to uphold the laws of the gods, she's devoted her life to chasing down the enemies of the pantheons. But behind her oath is a deep, festering hatred for the gods who toy with mortal lives, for the Fates who offer no mercy, and for the past that still owns her. When a mission forces her to hunt a dangerously charming fugitive with shadows in his smile, Nora is thrown into a collision course with ancient powers, forbidden truths, and unlikely alliances. To survive, she'll have to navigate treacherous politics, unravel a mystery rooted in her blood, and confront the ghosts that never stopped chasing her. Set against the backdrop of a fractured divine world, this is a story of gods and monsters, of mortals caught in between, and of a love that may burn down the heavens.Complete
Fall From Divinity
Sixty thousand years ago, the Gods waged war upon humanity-and won. From the corpses of the fallen Titans, five empires rose, carved from divine ruin: the Empire of the Rising Sun, the Dragon Empire, the Roman Dominion, Afri Terra, and the cursed land of Erevalon. Humanity was left shattered, bound by divine fear. Yet from their ashes, a new power emerged-Aura Cultivation, the art of defying heaven itself. Now, centuries later, peace is only an illusion. When a young hero-in-training, Jin, wakes to another day of exhausting drills and impossible destiny, he never expects that his next mission will lead him into the Akamizu Woods-the very ground where gods once fell. A mission that begins as a simple hunt... will soon unravel secrets that were buried since the fall of divinity itself. Because some legends were never meant to die. And some heroes... were never meant to rise. Will the gods rise again? Will the wielder of the Seed of Destiny break the chains of fate-or be consumed by it? When divinity falls... who will rise from the ashes?
Whispers of Fate
In the realm of Ardiel, where dusk painted the skies in blood and the rivers carried the weight of forgotten oaths, a prophecy was spoken. Its words were not written, yet they lingered in stone and shadow, whispered from mouth to mouth until even kings listened in silence. It spoke of four souls bound together. Two pairs, their fates entwined like threads of a single tapestry-woven from love and ambition, from loyalty and betrayal. Which threads would hold, and which would tear, none could say. One was a maiden of noble grace, a daughter of House Danford, fierce in spirit though gentle in heart. The prophecy tied her path to a prince, heir to Vandestine's throne. Together, they would stand against the storm. Some swore their love would endure, brighter than the sun. Others whispered that even the sun must one day fall. The second was a crown princess of fire and steel, heir to Eyaelyr's empire. By her side, the son of a northern duke, bold and unyielding. Their passion was said to blaze like a tempest, fierce enough to shake kingdoms. Yet passion cuts both ways-what burns brightly can also consume. The prophecy spoke of betrayal, sharp as winter's knife, but gave no name to the betrayer, nor the betrayed. Thus was the riddle left: two loves bound by fate, one to flourish, the other to fall. But which would rise to joy, and which to ruin, only time would reveal. Until then, the kingdoms would wait-and tremble-for the day the prophecy chose to speak in truth.
Shattered Essence: Chronicles of the Four Kings
In a world divided by four ancient powers, the essence of the supreme creator was shattered into fragments-each passed down through the bloodlines of four legendary kings. At Aetherblade Academy, a prestigious school for the gifted, Aldric always believed he was just another skilled fighter from Aracnia. Until the day he fell unconscious-and his soul began slipping through time. Now awakened as a dormant Chronomancer, Aldric must unravel visions from past, present, and future-while facing a destiny far greater than he imagined. With the spirited Lyra, shadowed Draven, and wise Elias by his side, he must unlock the truth behind the shattered essence... before darkness from Dracoria rises to claim it all. 🗝️ Four realms. One legacy. A shattered essence that could shape-or destroy-the world.Complete
The Six
6 People. 6 Powers. 1 Secret. Light vs Dark. The Battle Is Coming. Completed! I will be adding new chapters as I go through and edit. There will be a note on the chapters that I change and add too for current - and new!- readers. There will be no changes to the plot so everything will still make sense if you start reading it now. Highest Ranking- #1 in FantasyComplete
The Pantheon of gods. The Divine. Primordial, Eternal, Forged with Essence etched in the fabric of the Universe. The primal. Molded of the Divine, Of Shadows, Of War, Of Frost, Of Seas, Of Beasts and Of Storms, tied to the Earth. As Darkness plagued the souls and heart of men, the minds of man clouded by evil, they turned their backs on the gods. Temples Fell. History to Ruin, Ash & Embers. Kings & Queens rose. Kingdoms were born. The Primal enraged by man, pushed for their annihilation, but two of the divine stood against it, the Mistress of Night and the LightBringer. They fell to earth to prove the primal wrong, A decision that led to the incident that shook the Cosmos, remade History. The Divine went silent, Forgotten. The Primal slumbered, Lost to Dreams. Chained, Betrayed and Weakened, they were faced with the terror of man, trapped within the darkness, the Slithering whispers began, A Curse... A Prophecy... And memories recovered, What happens when the Divine who fell, for man, Rises free. A/N: This is a work of Fiction... Check out my other book, Salem: of blood and witches>>>
More detailsContent Guidelines