We arrived at a small town, under the pitch black night. The folks weren't exactly the friendly type either. I strolled around the street searching for an eatery or at least a snack bar.I found a bar and I went in. I was greeted with silence the moment I got in. The bustling bar had turned into a graveyard.“You lost fella?” the male bartender asked as he reached his hand below the counter.“You need food or milk?” He asked again and that's when I knew something was up. I turned around and looked at the fear-stricken men and women staring at me.“Good Sir, is it liquor you want?” he asked again. I smelt gunpowder and I knew the bartender was holding a gun ready to shoot in case I turned out to be the bad guy.He was a middle-aged bald man, he wasn't even brawny, and he seemed to not have eaten for a year.“Do you have steak? With lots of sauce. Oh yeah, I'll need that milk you mentioned earlier as well.” I said. I still stood by the door.“Pick a table, Sir. I will get your orders re
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 kno
[AUTHOR'S NOTE: Good day to all my fans and followers. I wanna thank you all for your patronage and dedication to this book; My Demonic System. I wish to first apologize for any inconvenience this act may cause to you, but I assure you that it's necessary and perhaps even beneficial to you as well. I wish to promote two novels which are written by my fellow authors; MY MILITARY SYSTEM by Sofia Cora. And then; The Ozilla Gold System by Ozilla Gold. I assure you it will only be ten chapters each and we shall continue our journey with our dearest Shawn. Thank you for understanding. Love. It Anton Hansen].________________________________________________“TEN HUT!” The deep husky voice boomed around the field. The field could be said to be a perfect artistic masterpiece if it wasn't situated inside a military camp.Rows of military men stood erect next to each other as they awaited the orders of their superiors. Soon a muscular man donning an exquisite military uniform with three star str
The Major had briefed them on the mission. It was a simple Search and Destroy Operation. It sounded so easy when the Major said it, but Bryan knew he was only saying that to boost the soldiers' morale.The RBO (Red Blood Opposition) was planning an assault on New American soil, thus the military had issued a Search and Destroy Operation. Even though this mission was going to be dangerous and life-threatening, Bryan did not shy away, he knew this was the opportunity he had been waiting for. If he could show an outstanding performance during this mission, his position would certainly be elevated. This thought bloomed in Bryan's head as the chopper whirled towards their mission target: Lorium *Ratatatata!Zip! Poof!Gunshots rang in the air as Bryan and his team engaged in a firefight against the terrorist's militia troops. Someone must have leaked out information as it seems these guys were waiting for them, and they walked right into an ambush.“I fucken knew
“..Wh..what..what is this?” I could feel pain raking my body as he coughed again. The explosion decimated everything within 30 feet of him. The mortar artillery he had been setting up had already blown to bits, why wasn't he dead then? And what was that voice he heard in his head? He thought he was in the afterlife so why was he back here? I raised my hand and I felt it was strange.“I should be dead..blown to pieces..why I'm I still whole?” the flesh showed signs of peeling and nothing else, but instead of blood, he saw red lights around his palm reattaching the flesh and healing his palm. *«The Military System has been activated»“Who said that?” Bryan became fearful. But the voice kept mute, he thought more and realize he didn't hear this voice with his ears, rather it was as if it communicated via telepathy.«Host's body condition and physique is unsuitable for the system, bypassing host's authorization, reconstruction of body initialized»Just as the voi
“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 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 RBO 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 ordinary RBO 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 aiming for Bryan's solar plexus, Bry
Click!Bryan walked into the Major General's office and saluted.“Sir! You sent for me Sir!”Major General Bourne seemed to be in his late forties, with bald hair and a Caesar's moustache. The man gestured to the chair in front of him for Bryan to sit.“I was told by Command Sergeant Major Cutthroat of your achievement. I must say I am impressed.” the man spoke with a smile on his face. His voice was a bit identical to that of Command Sergeant Major Cutthroat, except for the ferocity part.“Thank you, Sir, I was merely doing my duty,” Bryan replied with a humble expression on his face.“Oh no son, what you did is what no one else was willing to do. You chose to face more than two hundred RBO soldiers alone, just so you could make sure your teammates survived. Now that's commendable, but what got my attention is this report here made by your commanding officer.” he said while tapping on the file on his desk.“You took out a kill count of more than a hundred RBO soldiers alone. Now if I
The soldiers formed a wide circle to create a stage of some sort. Bryan walked to the middle of the makeshift stage and waited for his opponent while he scanned the faces of the Delta Squad.“Private Grayson! You have been selected by your superior to duel the members of the Delta Squad! Failure to win in the duel will earn you a court-martial for insubordination! If you are not confident in fighting, I suggest you get your sorry ass out of there now! Do you wish to proceed!?” Lieutenant Colonel Durke said with contempt and authority. In his mind, he could already see Bryan cowering away from the fighting stage. Unfortunately, Bryan was not only confident he would win, but also he didn't just plan on fighting one at a time.Bryan glanced at Lieutenant Colonel Durke and smiled“Affirmative!” Bryan said, then he turned to Major Cutthroat and saluted.“Private Grayson reporting for duty! Sir! I pledge to uphold not only the honour of the Alorea Nation but also crush the enemies along the