«Data collection complete. Host matches the requirement of the system. Host's current status: Deceased. Injecting revitalization serum to Host. Host current status: critical. Injecting advanced healing serum to Host. Host current status: Salvageable. Injecting Immortality elixir to Host. Host current status: Perfect.»Thump... Thump... Thump...Maximus' completely stopped heart started beating again. His chest heaved as his nostrils sucked oxygen in, making him alive again. His body that had gone pale started gaining color again as blood flow resumed in his body. His body gained back all the senses he had lost. He could hear the sound the wind as well.WARGOD SYSTEMName: Mackintosh PerchAge: twenty three Race: Hybrid (Demon wolf and Human)Status: god of vengeanceDivinity: five%Strength: one hundred Speed: one hundred Control: one hundred Skill: Hell fireball, purple dragon breath, mind control, purple heat vision, ??, ??, ??, ??, ??, ??.Main quest: Eliminate traitors of Rome
The lean man looked at me with a shocked expression, he dropped the dagger, turned around and ran off down the alley.I looked at my hands, wow, I've got the strength of a raging bull. I can't explain it, but when I acted on my instinct and concentrated hard, I seem to have gained more strength and did something a normal person couldn't do.“You have my thanks, tell me, what shall I call you?”I looked at her and thought about it.“You can call me Mackintosh.” I told her my name.She was surprised“That's not a Roman name, I shall call you Maximus.”I was annoyed, why would she change my name? And who gave her the right to do so.“Hey lady, my name is Mackintosh and not Maximus.”She merely smiled“Stay calm stranger, come, I shall take you home and get a stable for your horse.”I was already pissed but I had no choice but to follow her.She casually walked towards the end of the alley which seemed to lead to another street.“You came to Rome at the wrong time stranger, the Persians a
When he said that, I was speechless.I was stunned, no, I was dazed. But I knew I couldn't reject the King's offer in front of his loyal subjects, that would be degrading his authority. So I got down on one knee“My Lord, your servant is overwhelmed with such offer, what I did was merely an act of helping the people.”He smiled and took me up“What you did is what no man was willing to do, and you did it out of the goodness of your heart and not for glory nor for politics, therefore today you shall be son, Prince Maximus.” he said in plain english, but perhaps that's how it sounded to me. It seemed my brain had adjusted to their weird language.The Roman general knelt on one knee“Hail the godsent, Hail Prince Maximus.”Every other soldier knelt as well and the crowd stood up and shouted in unison“Hail the godsent, Hail Prince Maximus, Hail Hail Hail.”I just stood there, opened my mouth but no words could be formed.And just like that I was made a Prince. ***A week later***
I searched the tent and took the documents, made my way out and went off to general Massou's tent.I heard scream and moans coming from his tent, I looked around me and I saw no one around, the captain was right when he said no one was guarding this tent.I went in quietly and I saw he was fucking a young lady on his bed in a doggy style, her big b**bs were flapping around her chest and she was moaning in high ecstasy, seems to me she was enjoying herself while the fat general was ramming into her pu**y at a fast pace.“What a whore! She seems to be enjoying herself while her sisters suffer pain and death.” I thought in my mind.I crept behind the general, held his mouth and slit his throat.The lady was about to scream, but I punched her by the side of her neck and knocked her unconscious.“If you weren't of Roman birth I wouldn't hesitate to slit your throat as well you traitorous whore.” I swore angrily. The death of the young woman in that captain's tent had pissed me off.Well, t
I put on my chest crossbelt, my sheathed sword and then wore the purple robe gifted to me by the Caesar.As soon as I entered the hall, all eyes were on me.“Son, come in and take a seat.” the Caesar gestured to the chair beside him.I went to the chair, sat down and looked at him inquisitively“You requested for me Father.”He looked at my face then his smile vanished“Are you troubled with anything?” he then patted my shoulder“Never let anyone trample on your dignity nor on your happiness.”“Yes Father.” He then looked at general Amphitryon“How are the preparations coming.”The general smiled“The blacksmiths have all completed their tasks, 2000 black metal armor, and the Prince's sword has been forged from a rock sent down by Apollo, and the swordmaster from Argos will be here in another 3 days.”I was confused“What's going on Father, are we under attack?”The Caesar turned to me and patted my shoulder, smiling.“We learnt from the men who went with you of your exceptional lead
Just then, all hell broke loose. War cries could be heard all around us.“SHIELD WALL FORMATION!! MAINTAIN THE FORMATION, DO NOT BREAK EXCEPT ON MY COMMAND!!”I hollered and tried my best to think up a plan for the next course of action.The soldiers weren't trembling neither were they afraid, I guess they were confident in the metal armor we were all wearing, but if there's one thing I know, its that it doesn't matter the kind of weapon you use, nor the kind of armor you wear, because when it comes to war, even the smallest object could kill a well trained soldier.Half naked barbaric looking men rushed out from all corners of the surrounding wielding axes, pickaxes, swords, maces, steel hammers. That's when he came; 9.7ft tall, dressed in a dusty kilt and chest cross belt, eyes emitting crazy killing intents and burly muscles ready to crush the bones of anyone who defiled him, holding a large bloodied stone hammer, his aura was stronger and more deadly than that of the Cyclops and h
Four years has gone in just a blink of an eye and yet we're still at war with Germania.“General Maximus, the Caesar requests your presence.” Namor saluted as he finished.Yeah, I got promoted to General when Amphyhitron met with misfortune as an arrow found its way to his throat two years ago, I took over his position and since then the tides had turned to our favor as Rome was winning.I saw Father atop his horse alongside other nobles.“Father, you sent for me.” I said and gave a slight bow.“Germania has mustered all its troops from far and near, they mean to end this war once and for all.” He said and his face was gloomy.I merely smiled.“You find this situation amusing my son?” He asked visibly annoyed.“Forgive me Father.” I wiped off the smiles from my face and became all business as I continued.“But the Assyrians have long fled from the battlefield as they've suffered heavy loss when I charged into their lines and slaughtered half their troops. The news of Germania musterin
I went towards Father, with a slight bow, I greeted him.“Father, the war between Rome and Germania is now over just as I promised.”He came down from his horse, walked over to me and gave me a hug, then he kissed my cheek.“I knew the gods has blessed us the day you battled the cyclops, you have liberated Rome again and again.”I smiled.“Father, Rome gave me a home and for that I'm eternally grateful.” I then held his hand.“Let's go home Father, you reek of dust and smoke.” I said jokingly.He laughed out loud and looked towards the nobles now striding towards us.“The young Caesar thinks I am too old to take care of myself.” he said and laughed again and so did the nobles.I gaped at him in surprise. Did he just say “Young Caesar”, does he plan on making me his successor? What will happen to Commodus then?. I didn't like where this was going and I decided to make him know it.“Father, what young Caesar, I am not even of royal birth, besides, you have Commodus.” I said but he only