Arena Manager Novels & Stories

Her tone turned eager as she stared at his face. "My dad's Lionel Motley. He manages Level One at Ark One. I'm Penelope. Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" Liam didn't answer her question. "How many managers does Ark One have? One per level? And who lives where?" "We've got five managers total, one per level," Penelope rattled off. "Levels One and Two are for regular people. Level Three is for elites. Levels Four and Five are for base management and the big shots."

"The match is over. Are you going to queue up now?" After watching the match, Rudy decided to stop dwelling on his thoughts. He wanted to go up to the second level to look at what was there. Fane nodded, taking out his entry token. The purple entry token glowed in a purple glow. Fane used his true energy, putting the energy into the token. The token let out another glow as information was transmitted into Fane's head. Rudy widened his eyes. "Have you queued up? Which arena will you be in? Which battle are you? Who's your opponent?"

as a gigantic Dragon Glass Shield, the size of two football stadiums cupped over Zompano, my mates and me only. It was so easy to distract these fvckers and trap them in places of our choice. Now that I came to think about it, the Arena was neither inside nor outside, technically speaking. The Zorean Pack’s existence shall be wiped off in this millennium by a creature who shall neither be single in number nor multiple, neither by a man nor by a woman and kill the Zorean Supremo neither at day nor at night, neither INSIDE NOR OUTSIDE . . . . “WELCOME TO THE ARENA OF THE DARK ARTS, ALPHA ZOMPANO,” Chester announced with a daunting smirk on his face as he threw open his arms to secure the inter

“Have fun tonight. If, we can do it.” The manager took us into the building through the secret passage. And to be honest, a lot of things have changed. Or maybe the last time I visited, I was wearing a mask, and my heart was distracted then, so I didn't realize the difference in the interior and vibe at the Arena. Inside, there was a nice restaurant and café. The floor of the Arena is mostly covered with marble ceramics, and the edges are covered with soft grass. The three of us entered the VVIP booth, which was already full of people with their attention lowered to the center ring. They are waiting for the empty ring to be soon filled with their champion.

Just in time, the automated system deployed another, larger, protective glass arena cover over the damaged one for safety. The inner arena lay in ruins, and both figures stood momentarily before collapsing to the ground. [Lavender's Damage Absorption Threshold: 2%] / [Angus' Damage Absorption Threshold: 9%] "And that's the game! The new star of Airburst, shining the brightest under tonight's sky, has been determined! The epic grand final match has reached its thrilling conclusion!" The stadium trembled as the announcer declared the end of the night.

Ariana almost laughed. "Those visions nearly gave me an emotional breakdown." "Still better than being eaten." "Fair point." The ancient voice returned. "The Second Trial awaits." The wolf symbol flashed. "The heirs must face strength." The door slowly opened. Darkness stretched beyond the entrance. Then silver flames ignited one by one. Revealing a massive arena. Ariana blinked. "What is that?" The arena was enormous. Ancient stone walls rose high above them. Silver symbols covered every surface. At the center stood a circular battlefield.

Reyna- “It has been a week since the CEO of Wolf Tech has gone missing. For those that don’t know, he is the creator of the virtual reality game, known as Arcane Realm. The game has become exceedingly popular since it was first announced to be released a year ago. Many had lined up to purchase the gear needed to play the game. Since it was released the day before CEO Luka Alder went missing, it has been a popular topic. Arcane Realm was created as a fantasy role-playing game…” The lady on the radio continued talking, but I reached over and turned it off.

“I hope Tate doesn’t hold back this time!” Danial raised an eyebrow at the audience’s reaction but focused his attention on the arena as it began to transform. Snow swirled into existence, and an icy wind whipped through the space. A protective arcane array is activated, containing the biome within the arena. While the audience believed it was advanced technology, Danial recognized the arcane design. “Whoever crafted this array is a master,” he mused. “I’ll need to meet them someday.” The referee’s voice cut through his thoughts. “Begin!”

I continued, ignoring her sarcasm, "if we change the variables, the equation shifts." I pulled a large, rolled schematic from the pile. It was old. Yellowed at the edges. The original wiring diagram for the Academy's sensor grid. "The Arena uses a dampening field to prevent lethal magic use during sparring. It suppresses high-frequency energy discharge. But look here." I tapped a section near the northern quadrant of the arena floor. Neoma squinted. "It's... a gap?"

as a gigantic Dragon Glass Shield, the size of two football stadiums cupped over Zompano, my mates and me only. It was so easy to distract these fvckers and trap them in places of our choice. Now that I came to think about it, the Arena was neither inside nor outside, technically speaking. The Zorean Pack’s existence shall be wiped off in this millennium by a creature who shall neither be single in number nor multiple, neither by a man nor by a woman and kill the Zorean Supremo neither at day nor at night, neither INSIDE NOR OUTSIDE . . . . “WELCOME TO THE ARENA OF THE DARK ARTS, ALPHA ZOMPANO,” Chester announced with a daunting smirk on his face as he threw open his arms to secure the inter