I regained consciousness only to find myself in a pitch black room. It was so dark I couldn't even see past myself. I was seated on some kind of chair but I don't know what. I tried to stand but my body won't obey me, I decided to meditate and link to the demon wolf but I felt nothing.“Do not trouble yourself with that which is out of your reach.” a voice said. Though sweet and soothing, I felt malice and hatred from it.“Who's there? Show yourself!” I said trying my very best to remain calm.“The great and mighty Roman Prince, Maximus Aurelius, harbinger of death, now degraded to a lowly captive.” she said and laughed maniacally.I tried to recall how I got here, how I lost consciousness and who this crazy girl is.“By now you must have known you can't connect to the demon wolf inside you.” she laughed again.I knew then that this witch may have something to do with me losing connection to the demon wolf.“What did you do to me witch?” I asked.“Temper, temper. Tsk tsk tsk. You know
As the battle subsided, Akira approached Taro, her gun still trained on him. "Why, Taro? Why did you do this?" she asked, her voice laced with a mix of anger and sadness.Taro sneered, his eyes blazing with hatred. "You're just like Father, always thinking you're better than me. But I showed you, didn't I? I showed you all!"Jian appeared beside Akira, his gun also trained on Taro. "Enough, Taro. It's over."Taro's gaze flicked to Jian, then back to Akira. "You'll never take Father down, Akira. He's too powerful."Akira's eyes narrowed. "We'll see about that. Jian, take him into custody."As Jian moved to apprehend Taro, Akira turned to her team. "Good work, everyone. Let's get out of here and regroup. We have a new target: Father."Her team nodded, and they began to make their way out of the ruined building. Akira's mind raced with strategies, her determination to bring down her father's empire burning brighter than ever.Outside, Jian approached her, his expression serious. "Akira,
[Few months ago]“Alright boys! Let's go out there and help him clean up those fuckers! We shouldn't let him have all the fun!” Major Cutthroat roared to raise up the morale of the soldiers. He still could not believe what he was seeing. The young boy whom he thought to be a weakling was taking out the Taliban soldiers faster than a super soldier. His pride was pricked and he could not wait to get into the action. The same could be said for the other soldiers as they could feel their blood boiling in excitement.“Let's go!” *Meanwhile Bryan had just been surrounded by a group of three men. These men did not look like the ordinary Taliban soldiers at all. They were dressed in black spandex and skull masks. They seemed like ninjas, except they had no swords.“Who are you?" He questioned as he was a bit wary of them. The aura they were giving out was like that of a tiger. Before Bryan could ask another question, they attacked him. It was a fast and clean kick aimin
[Three months ago]Bryan saw the target shout at him, and call him a weirdo. Everyone looked at the girl with a surprise expression on their faces, even the teacher was stunned as he heard what the girl just said.“Do you know each other Ms Maryanne?” David asked a bit confused at the sudden outburst. Maryanne regained her composure and noticed everyone's attention was directed at her, bluehed and shook hrr head.“Sorry, I guess I got the wrong person." Maryanne glared at Bryan as she once again sat on her chair, blaming Bryan for the embarrassment sbe was currently facing.“Okay, why don't you introduce yourself then.” David gestured at Bryan to make his introduction.Bryan stood in an upright position and was about to salute but stopped himself from doing so. After getting pushed away from the Houstons years ago, he had always fantasized himself of being a soldier, besides, soldiers fear no one and are respected everywhere. He graduated with good grades just to fulfil his Mom's wish
Ratatatata!Zip! Poof!Gunshots rang in the air as my team and I engaged in a firefight against the Somalia militia troops. Someone must have leaked out information as it seems these guys were waiting for us, and we walked right into an ambush.“I fucken knew this will happen! Never trust the Nigerian government! Bunch of saboteurs!” Risky cursed as he swooped down beside me to dodge a bullet. I had a hunch something like this will turn up, but I didn't expect it to reach such an extent. These Somalians actually brought a battalion to deal with just seven people... Who the hell comes with three hundred soldiers to with seven ex soldiers!“Father! Shall we retreat!?” Erik's voice sounded via the airpod we use.“Negative! Proceed as planned. I will draw their fire, Starlet you do the same, the rest of you plant those bombs in the places we've marked.” I said and moved towards a few soldiers who were busy with setting up for the mortar attack.“I will start by taking out that mortar! you
"I remember now."Drake's heart sank. Brainwashing was a common method of subordination, and while in the game, a brainwashed character would simply become an ally of the faction, it was completely different now! Losing his sense of self was the worst case scenario.'No way!'The good news was that memory altering technology available on the planet was still under-developed, so the organization's method were very primitive; they made use of sensory stimuli to re-calibrate the subject. A character with at least ten points in intelligence would be immune to the effects of the brainwash.Valkyrie had already given Drake a +1 boost to the growth of potential of Endurance. Growth potential was an innate star that affected the growth rate of the affected stat. Different races had differing starting potentials in each stat, and in the entire world of Galaxy, humans generally had a mediocre growth rate. They did, however, boast the highest intelligence potential. As they also possessed the lo
Suddenly, an idea occurred to Drake. He abruptly tossed the book to a side and proceeded to stare at the gun on the guard's to waist with a blank expression.Hila frowned but did not act. Everyone looked to see what Drake was up to. Drake walked rigidly towards the guard. As if to make his intentions extremely clear, he reached out exaggeratedly for the gun.The guard instinctively drew his gun, and although Drake did not seem to have any intention of snatching it, he tightened his grip. As Drake was moving extremely slowly, the guard did not see a need to fire.“Unload the gun and let him have it.” ordered Hila. She was keen to know Drake's motives.The guard obliged and proceeded to do so.Upon receiving the gun, some information popped up on Drake's interface.«73-WASP (Small Caliber Handgun)Grade: GreyDamage: 28~35Fire rate: 1.1/sPower Output: 13Key Components: Spring, slide, firing pin, magazine (missing)»[Basic Assembly] automatically gave Drake knowledge about many types
Hila made a call through an encrypted line.“Boss, the situation has stabilized.”“Is the brainwashing complete?” the man's voice was hoarse.“I oversaw the procedure. There was no issue. What arrangements do you have for Zero?” Hila asked.“The Valkyrie experiment's aim is to train soldiers, so train him.” the man replied a bit irritated.“How is my sister doing?”“Don't forget the deal.” the man warned.“I gave you permission to visit her once every two months. Don't cross the line.”Hila clenched her fists when she heard this. Then there was a click and she knew the call had been disconnected by the man.*The interior of the underground Valkyrie lab was almost entirely white. Guards constantly patrolled the grounds. After a night's rest, Drake was brought to an isolated training field where Hila awaited.While he was not too sure of what arrangements the organization had for him, he was certain that they would value his 'learning ability', meaning he would definitely get the chanc