(Victoria and I..We are not so different.We are that kind of people that liked to act.Hide beneath our masks.The difference was only the roles.I choose the role of a hero.She had accepted her role as the villain.)Another one of Xaviel’s exploding pebbles destroyed Victoria Mylen’s puppets army. Meanwhile in that period before the throw, Victor squared and fought with Xaviel in hand to hand combat. One in which Xaviel is better at.A few days ago, Xaviel was not the best fighter. Yet the fight with Maru, Krey, Zedafaust, and Victor Magnifica had thoroughly made him study and became a better hand to hand fighter.His instinct, awareness, and endurance had developed drastically. Or was it something else that had made him this powerful?Victor landed hits on Xaviel in which he made the air around him dense. Reducing the speed of the impact from Victor’s punches. So at the moment of impact Xaviel can perform a disarming strike to avoid that offensive move.As a counter he used his d
The smile that made him remember their first fight together. That day Hoff Crestia was giving the same smile as he is now towards Xaviel.“I want to see your conviction.”Words he had spoken rings inside Xaviel’s head. Those same words gave him his courage back.Hoff summoned the bubbles again as it targeted Xaviel. In retaliation he ran through the room evading it.(You are clearly planning something.Yet, I can’t understand it.Was it perhaps?Acting to buy time for me to give Victoria these memory core?)With a huge force, Xaviel lunged forward as he and Hoff started to fight hand to hand. Xaviel and Hoff moved throughout the room dodging each other’s fists. Rarely did the both of them crashed their fist onto one another.BUK! BUK! BUK!Three hits landed on Hoff’s face. It was a left hook right hook and uppercut combo made by Xaviel.Countering the attack, Hoff grabbed Xaviel’s wrist as he launch his knee onto his stomach. Now grabbing back his head, Xaviel was threwn off balance w
“The previous limitations that Hoff has will no longer be of effect. My forte energy is nigh unlimited!” Zedafaust said. Xaviel moved his body towards Hoff who was now expanding his defensive field into the entire room.“At best, you will instantly die the moment you experience this technique!”Bubbles with flaming green particles are floating inside the field. The golden dome was coated with greenish bubbles all around.“Destructive Field!” Zedafaust said with a dark, gleeful smile. It was the moment when Xaviel and Victoria couldn’t hope to evade...Yet the words that came out of his were different.“Destructive Field: Coffin.” Hoff chanted.Realizing what had happened, Xaviel looked at Hoff with a surprised look as he reached out his hand. Somehow, Xaviel’s instinct knew that if Hoff couldn’t afford to protect both Victoria and himself from his technique. He will be sure to make himself unable to hurt them.He showed Xaviel a sincere smile. “Take care of them for me!”Blood spurts
++ The following is a written documentation of the tragedy in the Mylenia Region. On Maylen 26th, A surge of energy was sighted below the region. According to the agents dispatched this surge of Forte Energy or 'Foen' had been discharged from a refugee of Priscote Town. Due to the Prince's wisdom, Sir Zedafaust was dispatched to combat the refuge. However, as he arrived at the scene, the refugee and its corpse were already disfigured.Evidence points towards a third party that interfered with Sir Zedafaust's mission. Simultaneously, revolutionary propaganda was orchestrated by a former ruling nobility and economic advisor of Lady Victoria Mylen, Hoff Praya Crestia. Combat records on his name showed how formidable he was. It can even be said that, by that time, he was the strongest person in Mylenia if one did not count Sir Zedafaust. So, Victor Magnifica was ordered to capture him. A capture warrant against him was also made, and when the appointed guards came to his house, his wife,
Hello everyone!For my subscribed readers, it's good to see you. Thanks for all the support! :DFor new readers, welcome, and I hope you enjoy this story! :)I want to use this note to thank you and apologize!Overknight Hero's story is fiction the one I connected deeply with and the one that I planned the most in detail. It's expected to have around 19 parts, each consisting of a minimum of 25 chapters. Due to being a bit forgetful, I sometimes spent too much time ensuring there was no continuity error. I do all this because I hope I can make the best story that I can possibly write.So, I am sorry for the slow update. I'll try better and better in later parts!Be sure to stay tuned and read it till the end. I mean, if you want, that is! I do hope my readers will like it, though! :DBelow I will list the Parts or Arc so far. I will fill out the name once the arc is finished. 1. Overknight Hero : Advent of Nexus 2. Overknight Hero : The Mylenia Incident3. ???If there's anything you
“A glass of Joy Soda, please.” “The usual eh? Sure.” The bartender whipped out a milk carton with a side of cola powder, as he mixed it well. “Joy Soda the way you like it, Mr. Ankara.” The bartender presented me with the drink a few minutes later.It is served in an extended-height tube-like glass with clear ice and straw. “Thank you.” I sipped my drink. Slurping it down, I felt its sweetness and fizziness. To be honest, it is one of the few things here that I enjoyed.Du du du~ Turutut~The jazz music plays inside this club. Today is the day when the music is played out slowly the way I like it. Unlike other days, where they play upbeat music, today’s song is relatively mellow.The dance floor was not filled with dancers but chairs where the people admired the performers of the song. The fans were adults in their 40s or 50s.I listened to the music as I sipped my drink again. Today, I will be meeting another singer who also frequents this club.My hand reached for one of the pock
I entered the betting shop, which is run by the Razor Peaks. My eyes turned to see Mr. Jones standing in front of the chalkboard as if he was waiting for me. He held a cigarette in his right hand and a bottle of whiskey in his left as he walked, looking through the chalkboard.“Mr. Jones, It’s Ankara. I have come in regarding your summon. I also wish to report according to the mission appointed to me.”Mr. Jones took out his cigarette from his mouth and blew smoke. “Ankara, huh? What did she ask for this time?” He spoke as if already knowing what I was about to report. His saying 'this time' was actually quite justified, since even before coming here, Sophaya was known to have asked quite a lot of demands even back in the past. But those were the only stories I heard until he confirmed them with his words just now.“She demands three things to be met for her to fix her schedule of performing at Citadel.”“Go on.”“First, she would like us to increase the club security and crowd contro
“Good Morning, Mr. Ankara.” The woman in uniform greeted me as I walked down the inn's floor.“Morning. Black Coffee and Bread.” I replied as I wiped my eyes, walking to my usual spot.“White or Brown?” She asked, holding her broom in her right hand.“Brown,” I replied as she turned for a smile. “Will be served soon!” The woman then went to the counter and talked to her mother. I opened my newspaper today and began to read the news. News about a growing business came to mind. Bootleggers of goods in Heliconia are still at large. Trading up to the Avaloria province, where the merchants resided on the continent,The tavern door opened, and Duke Hebsly entered with an unexplainable expression as he sat down in the chair in front of me. “What brings you here?” I said without making eye contact with Duke.“The man you told me to watch. He said he’ll comply.”“Good. Things will be easier that way. Did he give you his telephone number?”“Yeah, it’s all in this paper,” Duke said as he gave me