Author's POV[Does the story end here? Is this the epilogue?][Evil won? Good was defeated?][The prophecy failed? The chosen one fell before meeting his nemesis?][Do you think I am kidding, and Victor survived? I can say with absolute certainty that he died in the battle for Springfield Beach.][If you think a man hacked into two halves can come back to life, you've been reading too many fantasy stories][You don't believe me? Let's read the chapter to confirm the fact.]***The ground was flush with freshly cut grass dappled with dew. Daylight was receding, and it was hard to tell whether the sun was rising or setting.A teenager lay on the grass in deep slumber as a warm breeze flowed down the meadow. It was pleasant, but not for long.The sun gradually dipped below the horizon. It could now be conclusively said it was evening. With dramatic rustling and crackling, hedges rose around the boy to form natural alleys. Larks and owls began singing their cacophony in the dark.The teena
Angela Kaufmann and Sebastian’s clone walked across the sandy beach with resolute steps. They were headed towards the brown bunkers where Valeria, Archibald, Michael, and Lance were camped. A small army of about five hundred active soldiers were gathered there.“What a joke of an army!” Angela quipped. “I could wipe them out blindfolded. Just bite off their heads!”“That wouldn’t be fun,” Sebastian replied, giggling. “I’d like to toy with them for a while. We have plenty of time to spare now that Caesar is dead.”Angela nodded and turned her head to look at Victor’s butchered corpse. It was a hideous scene—the body split from the middle, from head to gut. His carcass had turned dark brown and resembled a deformed ancient tree. It was as still as the blood-soaked sand that surrounded it.Heavy artillery fire from the bunkers was raining down on the duo as they progressed. While the bullets bounced off Angela’s suit, Sebastian dodged them effortlessly with his super soldier skills.“Don
"The resurrected Victor is going to kill us all?" Claire asked in disbelief. "But why? Isn't he the same person fighting against Monolith to protect us?"However, staring at the screen, she soon realized how pointless her question was. Powerful energy waves kept radiating from Victor as if he stood in the eye of a cyclone. He was transitioning into something else. There was no way he would have anything human left within him."No, that is not the Caesar we know anymore," Maverick replied grimly. "I was afraid this would happen."On the battlefield, Lance, Valeria, Drew, and Michael ran for their lives along with the army."Caesar has four limiters placed in his body by the NWO's Tribunal," Drew explained. "Removing the first is harmless; he can do it alone without outside help. The second limiter gives him access to his higher gifts, including physical invulnerability and manifestation.""Manifestation? What is that?" Lance asked curiously."Simply, it means he can make his wishes com
The creature offered no reply, but a cold, dark aura emanated from it.Angela took a fighting stance with her axes and barked, "Do you think you've become invincible just by powering up? Thanatos is your weakness, and there is no loophole! I'll kill you another time now that I have recovered my strength and know your weakness! You're not a peerless man at all!"Victor raised his hand and snapped his fingers, expecting the female assassin to die instantly. However, nothing happened.Angela ended up smirking. "Your powers won't work on me! My suit is made of Thanatos, remember? It nullifies the ill effects of all your psychic gifts!""Cxkzzs," Victor said in a mealy-mouthed voice.Angela scowled at the monster before her. Was it trying to say something?"I can't hear what you're saying! Have you lost your ability to speak? No issues! I'll put you out of your misery in no time!"Angela powered up her nanotech suit and, with blinding speed, lunged forward. She landed three deadly strikes
Valeria trembled as the monster's claws began to dig into her torso. Even though it perforated the woman's skin only a quarter inch, she yelled out in excruciating pain. The powerful energy dancing on its fingers appeared to boil blood on coming in contact.Valeria closed her eyes, and a tear rolled down her cheek. She didn't expect to die that way but was glad it was through Caesar's hands.Suddenly, a voice echoed from above. "Victor! Listen to me!" Five of Maverick's drones hovered over the site, just outside the time bubble. Their speakers were on full blast. A female voice spoke to the creature through them.Victor froze momentarily, then turned his face towards the sky, eyeing the drones and baring his fangs in annoyance."It's me! Haley! Have you forgotten me? Don't you remember you are Caesar? The Peerless Man With A Thousand Gifts! The brave one who vowed to save the world? Don't regress down this path and break your promises! Don't become a villain!"Victor's hideous face s
"Mav! Victor is getting back up!" Haley squealed. "We don't have time! Make it happen now!""I'm on it!" Maverick answered, getting three people on a private radio channel."Valeria! Drew! Lance!" he hollered into the microphone. "Get to Starfall immediately. It's lying only a few yards away from your location. Make the sword vertical somehow. Let me know once it is done. Hurry!"While Victor slowly rose to his feet, the beastly features relapsing, his generals sprung into action. They rushed to Starfall, which was lying abandoned on the beach sand.The sword was still dark and gave off eerie vibes, but it was no longer glowing. The trio slipped their fingers under it.Starfall weighed over fifteen tons; therefore, even with their combined efforts, it wouldn't budge from its position.Val and Drew exchanged serious glances and asked Lance Baker to stand back."The King's Hand!" they hollered in unison. Using the special privilege accorded to generals of the NWO, they accessed monstrous
The sound of machine beeps and air conditioning exhausts woke him up. He dreamed of happier times when he was young, and his parents were alive. When he met a brown-eyed pretty girl for the first time. He was so struck by her beauty that he decided he would marry her when they grew up.And he did marry her. Now, he wished he hadn’t.Victor was beleaguered during his married life, but he never suffered from physical weakness. The man never got sick, injured, or contracted any physical or physiological ailment. His constitution was built even to survive a nuclear blast.However, when Victor’s eyes opened in Springfield Global Hospital, he truly felt weak for the first time in his life.The blinding white ceiling, the bleak, pale wallpaper, and the suffocating odor of disinfectant filled his senses.Victor sat up in his bed and groaned as surges of pain ran through his torso. Every part of his sore body ached. His blood felt like it was on a simmer, and he ran a constant fever. These hum
Dr. Kirby sighed and shook his head. He had categorically arrived intending to deliver the sad news.“I’m not sure, Mr. Damone. But if you must really know… I can offer you an educated guess.”“Go ahead. What is the maximum possible extent of my remaining life?”The doctor lowered his eyes to the chart. “The cancer and autoimmune conditions are progressing at a frightening pace. We have seen nothing like this before. It’s as if your own body is rejecting life and is in a hurry to kill you.”“Just answer my question, doc. Don’t beat around the bush.”Dr. Kirby raised his eyes. “My most optimistic guess would be… You have less than 48 hours.”While the others looked despondent, Claire jumped to her feet and exploded in a fury. “What nonsense are you blabbering? Cancer and autoimmune diseases are obviously curable! What kind of quack doctor are you? Just do something to save Victor! Money is no issue! I can pay a billion dollars!”Dr. Kirby flinched and stepped back, disturbed by the you