Atlas One Punch Man Novels & Stories

The man said as he continued his task and I let him because Cacilia was right we can’t mess with this man. “You didn’t answer my question.” Renzo gritted out as everyone was watching the scene. The mysterious man nodded his head after he folded his handkerchief and put it back in his pocket. “My name is Atlas and I gave Miss Yakov permission to do what she did tonight and also gave her the permission to get her revenge. We always believe that it’s an eye for an eye to restore balance.” The man said silencing everyone even Renzo himself started at him with big wide eyes because for the first time someone met a member of the factions.

I said, trying to stop him as soon as I figured out what was going on. The humans in the room screamed and cried, realising the horror that was about to befall them. I wanted to close my eyes, to block out the gruesome scene that was about to unfold before me, but it looked like my entire body had frozen and gone numb. Atlas lunged at the man who had stolen from him, his jaws clamping down on the man's neck. There was a sickening crunch as Atlas chomped down, his powerful jaws crushing bone and tearing through flesh. The man's body went limp in his grasp, blood pouring from his wound.

"And I’d also like to ask where exactly you’re planning on going with my secretary." "That’s confidential," the other man responds. "Confidential," Atlas repeats, beginning to crack his knuckles. "Then I guess I’ll have to force it out of you." Letting a broad smile spread across his face, he’s moving, surging forward so that his fist connects with the face of one of the men, and then his foot hits the other, shocking them both enough to drop me. As he attacks again, I scurry out of the way and watch from a safe distance as he proceeds to pummel both men as they try to double team him.

He would never watch as the old tried to bully the young. “He doesn’t need my help,” Atlas replied. *Boom* “Is this all you are capable of?” Mane asked, his expression serene as that of a rock embedded within the path of a gentle stream. His eyes were true, and his aura was as calm as the waters of a lake. There was not a weapon in hand, neither was there armour covering his frame. Lifted before his chest was his arm. The slender arm of the Supreme sported a wound, no doubt the result of Grandmaster Cairo’s attack; however, unlike the power that Grandmaster Cairo had shown, the wound was shallow and had no depth. In fact, even as Mane spoke, his body swiftly healed itself and by the time his

She felt her fist connect, and saw him backing up. Evy heard him groan and noticed an indention of her fist on his cheeks. "Not bad. Your hit hurts... as it should. But if you continued getting stronger it'll get better and better. Now that we've established that you can punch, let's rumble." "Since this is your first time. I'll go easy on you." "Please do."

Being stronger and taller. “What’s up baby, do you want to get caned too?” The brute sneered. Atlas took two steps forward and hit the stuck-up funnyman in the chin, with that single blow he knocked him to the ground. Luz's pussy jumped several times, excited by Atlas' virile appearance. Everything about him left her on fire, even hurt. “What hate” declared his subconscious.

“But if that finger twitches toward my wife, I’ll buy your entire bloodline just to erase it.” The men swallow hard, fear flickering in their eyes. “You think you can scare me with that scowl?!” the man hisses. Before he can say another word, Atlas snatches the gun from his hand in a blur. “How did you—?” His eyes widen in disbelief. “Come here, baby,” Atlas whispers, and my heart drops. Why did he call me that… in that voice? “I said she’s mine!” the man growls, lunging for me. But before he can touch me, Atlas grips his wrist, his eyes glowing faintly as he yanks it back. The man screams, his body trembling in pain.

His hands gently adjusted my shoulders before moving down to straighten my arms. “There.” For some strange reason, I leaned into the correction just a little, just enough for both of us to notice, but neither of us said anything. “Again.” He stepped back almost immediately. My cheeks suddenly felt warm, but I guess it was only because the weather was so hot. It had to be because of that. I cleared my throat and threw another punch exactly the way he’d shown me. “You’re getting better,” Atlas said, and I turned to look at him, surprise evident in my face.

Gazing at me with those gentle eyes of his, Atlas sat down, took my hands in his, and said, “Even the strongest of people need someone to be there for them. Let me be that person for you.” Those words made me second guess my thoughts for a moment. Then I pulled my hands out of his grip and said, “Thanks, but all I want to do is be your personal bodyguard.” “No.” “Atlas,” “I said, ‘No.” As he tried to stand up, I grabbed his wrist, stared him directly in his eyes, and pitifully mumbled, “Please give me at least one chance.” “I'm not going to do that,” Atlas said, staring down at my hand.

I knew which one Dario was as Dario had a black shirt on, while Atlas had a white one on. I stood there in fear, my eyes just stuck on Dario as Atlas sprinted towards him landing a punch on his jaw but just in time Dario dodged the punch and kicked Atlas in the face making him fall to the ground. Dario smiled as he circled around his body. Atlas snapped his angry face towards Dario giving him a menacing glare as he stood up again as the two circled each other.