As our helicopter soared towards London's outskirts, I sat between Major Triston Allen and Sergeant Anderson Marshal.Major Allen spoke through the headset, "Did you know Minos de First slaughtered 2,300 apprentices to revive his soulmate? Now, he controls an army of death knights and skeleton soldiers."I remained silent, sensing he was trying to provoke me.Sergeant Anderson responded, "That's ridiculous! Who confirms this?"Major Allen replied, "Intel from reliable sources. We're in over our heads, guys."I stayed quiet, unsure why they'd joined this perilous mission.Sergeant Anderson asked, "Xavier, what's your take on this?"I remained silent, lost in thought.Major Allen pressed on, "We need to know what we're up against. Xavier?"Sergeant Anderson intervened, "Let him focus, Major. We'll brief soon enough."The helicopter flew on, tension lingering.“No one has ever gone into his cave and returned.” Anderson said.So he truly is the most terrifying Necromancer alive. No one ha
The skeletal figure raised its hands to the sky. "As the dead obey Hades, so shall they obey me," it declared. "I summon all doomed souls within Minos' territory. Rise as death knights and heed my call."The ground trembled, and skeletal hands burst forth from the earth. Quickly, they multiplied - ten, hundreds, then thousands. Each wore black armor and wielded fiery swords.I merely smirked, stared at the clone like it was some kind of a stupid creature.“The more, the merrier, this just got more fun. And here I thought you were some mighty creature, I was wrong, you're just another dumb prey.”I gripped my sword and dashed towards the vast army at superhuman speed.I was like a blur to them and they were unable to retaliate. The death knights were falling, battered, dismembered, headless and burnt. But then I soon began to feel weak.Why the hell was I feeling weak? I should be feeling stronger the more I kill, shouldn't I?“Do you feel it now demon wolf?” The clone smiled and said.
As I approached the tower, my expectations shattered. Instead of a dark, foreboding Rapunzel-esque spire, a sleek glass skyscraper pierced the sky. I snorted. "Evil tower, indeed."The locals must have never seen a skyscraper before, I thought, or they've been trapped in their quaint town for too long. They sure reminded me of the locals in Rome. What would Commodus when he sees the modern Rome now? He was just immature to kill his father for the throne. Too bad he didn't get to enjoy his time as King.With a flourish, I unsheathed my swords and stepped into the building. The lobby's eerie silence enveloped me. Empty halls stretched out, devoid of life.I strode to the elevator, pressed the top-floor button, and waited. Minutes ticked by, yet the elevator didn't budge. Confusion gnawed at me.Just then, a familiar voice whispered in my ear. "I smell magic here, Maximus."I turned to face the demon wolf, surprised. "You're still here? I thought you'd wandered off."The wolf's gaze lock
I slowly opened my eyes, only to be consumed by darkness. The blackness was suffocating, making it impossible to see beyond my own nose.I tried to stand, but my body refused to cooperate, anchored to a mysterious chair.Panic threatened to overwhelm me, but I forced myself to calm down. I attempted to meditate, seeking a connection with the demon wolf within. Silence greeted me.A melodic voice pierced the darkness, its sweetness laced with venom. "Don't bother striving for what's beyond your grasp."I gritted my teeth, fighting to maintain composure. "Who's there? Show yourself!"The voice chuckled, a manic edge creeping in. "The legendary Roman Prince, Maximus Aurelius, bringer of death, now reduced to a helpless captive."Her laughter sent shivers down my spine. I struggled to recall how I ended up here, how I lost consciousness, and who this mysterious woman was."You've discovered you can't reach the demon wolf within," she said, her amusement evident.A spark of realization ign
I stood at the entrance of the dark tower with anger and hatred burning in my eyes. I just found out that my mate has been faithful to me all these while and she was even the one who helped me escape the subatomic world, but those witches tried to fill my head with lies and fabricated photos, not to mention the torture I went through in their hands. And I will make them suffer a hundredth fold.“How do you wish to play this Maximus?” the demon wolf asked. I clutched the handle of my sword so tight my knuckles were white.“Slow, painful, near death and then an undesirable death.” I said grinning from ear to ear. If someone was there to capture my expression at that moment, I'm sure the person will shudder from fear as I knew I looked like the smiling devil.“Let's go harvest their fears, anger and lives.” the demon wolf said.I dashed into the lobby and was met with the whizzing sound of lightening.“Did you think we won't notice your disappearance?” a girl in plain white came out from
Xavier Hale stood at the periphery of the grand party, his eyes sweeping across the room with a mix of disdain and longing. The lavish decorations, the cacophony of conversation, and the clinking of glasses seemed to mock him, a constant reminder of his position in his family. His mother, Alicia, a stunning woman with piercing green eyes, laughed and chatted with the other guests, her beauty and charm captivating everyone around her. But Xavier knew the truth - she was a mistress, a mere plaything for the powerful Mafia lord, Donatello Hale."Xavier, darling, come join us!" his mother called out, her voice dripping with sweetness, like honey. Despite all the mistreatment she received from the other women in the Hale family, she still treated Xavier like a treasure that could not be exchanged for anything.Xavier hesitated, knowing he didn't belong. The weight of his mother's expectant gaze forced him to move forward, his feet heavy with reluctance, as if trudging through quicksand. As
Xavier made his way to the garage, his mind racing with questions. What was this business transaction his father wanted him to oversee? Why was it so important? And why did his father seem so cold and calculating?As he approached the car, Edgar, the driver, greeted him with a nod. "Ready, sir?"Xavier nodded, getting into the car. "Let's go."As he got into the passenger seat of the car, his mind couldn't help but go back to what his father said about clearing away the shame by completing this mission, but still, somehow he felt uneasy about everything.Edgar drove through the winding roads, eventually leading them to a deserted warehouse on the outskirts of town. Xavier's instincts told him something was off, but he pushed aside his doubts."Wait here," Edgar said, getting out of the car. "I'll go check if everything is ready."Xavier watched as Edgar entered the warehouse, his heart pounding in his chest. Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from the shadows."Xavier Hale," a voice
In a starless void of darkness. Xavier floated away. His mind replayed the events of what had happened over again and over again. He was overwhelmed by the emotions of regrets, anger, loss. He had refused to believe what those men said about his father being behind everything that happened, but deep down he knew it might just be true. Edgar didn't dispute what those men said, and Edgar himself said he was just following orders, that only meant his father planned all these.. but why? Because he was the son of a mistress? Because he had no significant place in the family? Or because his mother was once a maid? Were these reasons enough to kill him? Hadn't he been laying low, taking in all their abuses and insults without any form of retaliation? Why would they still plan to kill him, and without even letting him say goodbye to his mother! If he was allowed to live, perhaps he could become a Mafia Lord one day."WHY!?" Xavier screamed to the starless void. The more he thought about it, t