Ancient Warhammer Titan Novels & Stories

Erriene said in that soft but firm voice of his that always made Alarick’s crotch give a twitch. Kill him, a mocking voice said in his head, He disrespected you. He took the sword and dragged his finger on the carvings. It was Maudinian. ‘Dir ylemi er zi nie rata cogadh anns treubh.’ (There is no war in the tribe.) A quote from a frost giant’s legend, about a great frost giant warlord and his weaknesses, his people, his family and his enemies. There was one special sword for each one of them.

He was quiet and still enough that I had to turn to see if he was still sitting next to me. "I have watched over the Necromancers a long time. And this war against the Witches has gone on long enough. When you were brought into this world, I not only saw that you possessed the Reinhardt Talent, but also, that you would have a power like no other Reinhardt that has come before you. I went to the Great Ones and pleaded to them. I begged them to grant me a form in your world so I might guide you in putting an end to the senseless killing."

the Elite spats venomously. I study him for a moment, pondering this information. This is why the hybrids are winning the war. While we're stuck thinking they're monsters ready to devour our children, they examine us and record our motives and habits. This man has seen more wars than I could ever dream of, and yet, he doesn't comprehend his enemy. "Did they try to kidnap Kieran? Did they take something?" I throw the questions rapidly, firing them as my heart speeds in my chest. This feels wrong. This is wrong.

But guarding the entrance stood a towering figure wreathed in shadow. The entity, weakened but still immensely powerful, loomed before them. Its malevolent gaze fell upon them, a flicker of recognition burning within its fiery eyes. This wasn't just any slumbering titan; it was an ancient enemy, one who recognized the key that had once imprisoned it. Their victory in the chamber seemed insignificant now. They had a key cleansed of Xol'thul's influence, but they were trapped, face-to-face with an enraged titan yearning to break free.

It had waited since the world was young. Now it knew the flames were burning again. Its time had come. Back in Crimson Ridge, Elizabeth met with her war councilIsolde, Jaxon, Kieran, the Flame Order’s eldest, and the emissaries of three other High Packs. “The Titans,” Isolde began, gesturing to an ancient map, “are not gods. They are forces. Older than shape or time. Born in the void before creation. The Moon Goddess didn’t destroy them she bound them beneath the elements.”

[The Steel Storm] The coastline erupted in a deafening symphony of destruction. One hundred rotary cannons, micro-missile pods, and railguns fired simultaneously. The sky lit up with a blinding barrage of tracer rounds and plasma trails, converging on the colossal beast. The sheer kinetic force of the volley was enough to level a small country. The ordnance slammed into the Titan's chest. Explosions blossomed like deadly orange flowers across its dark carapace. But as the smoke cleared, a collective chill ran down the spine of every pilot on the beach. The Titan hadn't even flinched. The barrage had merely scratched the surface of its ancient, alien armor.

It resembled a massive stone golem, towering over 30 meters high. "What the fuck am I supposed to do against that!" Yelled out Marcus the fear beginning to show on his face. The titan lift one leg and smashed down into a group of soldiers. The cries of his comrades could be heard in every direction. 'I checked, double checked! There was no enemy force anywhere in these woods besides the Army that was camped on the other side of the bridge.' A volley of fireballs and shards of ice were shot at the titan. Boom boom boom boom! All of the spells struck the titan's upper body. Although Marcus could not see the damage done the titan was no longer moving.

Chapter 125: United We Stand POV: Xavier The Void Titan stood three hundred feet tall, erasing everything it touched. Our combined forces surrounded it at the ritual site, hundreds of thousands strong. Earth-Prime warriors and Earth-Arcanum mages, side by side, ready to die protecting reality's heart. "Fire everything!" I commanded. Weapons, spells, and abilities from two realities struck the Titan simultaneously. For a moment, nothing happened. Then cracks appeared in its compressed nothingness form.