Novel & Cerita Ben 10 Omniverse Fan Art

"-OF ART! Pieces of art!" Henry rolled his eyes as Ben relaxed. "It's too accurate a likeness for me to be comfortable about people seeing it. I thought it would be more stylized, abstract, or otherwise distorted," Ben grumbled. Richard and Henry's eyebrows began to climb up their foreheads so Ben grabbed his suitcase with a scowl and went to load it in the van. The men turned to Gabriella who just smiled and nodded then moved to follow Ben. Richard and Henry went back for another look.

Send me your recommendations. While I perform my edits (which should take a few weeks, though I’ll try to be fast), I’ll be brushing up on my drawing and painting skills and creating art around the characters of the novel itself. If you want to check out my progress in this regard, follow me on TikTok - I’ll be showcasing digital artwork through there. Just look me up via my name - CeritusOrbis. Give me a follow and all that. But what about afterwards, you might ask…

I felt like my feet were cemented because of what I heard. 'Alpha Giovanni, stop it!' I wanted to scream, but I couldn't get my voice out. I can't be Luna of their pack. Because I'm an omega. Alpha Giovanni, aren't you afraid that the entire Red Moon Pack might be destroyed because of me? I looked at Alpha Rozen, so he winked at me. He even bit his lip as if he was attracting me. And at that time, I was just drinking water, so I would forget about it.

The walls were spotless and had art of famous Tangent battles on them and the ceiling was incredibly high with expensive chandeliers hanging from it a few feet apart which gave the black marble floor beneath his feet an ethereal gleam. His walk was interrupted as he came to a stop to look at his favorite depiction of a Tangent battle, the name of the piece was “Pure Dominance” A little intense, but he liked it. The piece was of a famous Hero named The Dominator, she wore her trademark horned helm with a skin tight light armor bodysuit, all jetblack and her bladed whip called Aggressors Wrath that glowed with brilliantly violent power.

While David was distracted with the other minions, Dorime began to splash ink in the wall using the onyx. He shaped it using his little hands and used his flying golem for the unreachable places. He painted a humanoid striking a T-pose in the center of the wall, with lines near its body, as if they represented that it was glowing. Near, he made the crude shapes of various of his new and older brothers: Skeletor was a small horned humanoid, lumps represented the rats and squirrels, some tunneling worms, vultures, beetles, and even some ants.

1 BEAUTY UNDER THE MOON 4023 - (A new world created more than just two gender, after the relentless experimentation of scientist to give equality to different sexual orientation, now male can give birth, women can impregnate man, 60% of new population are called Beta they are normal without restriction, 30% are called Alpha's they're the one who can rule all gender and are known for being strong, 10% are called Omega that mostly look down, for being the weakest and needs the most protection)

"Alright, Omega, you first. Drink." The omega’s eyes widened, darting between the cups and the faces of the rogues. He looked terrified. He reached for a cup with a shaking hand, his fingers brushing against the cold earthenware. He hesitated, then, with a gulp, lifted it to his lips and drank deeply. His face contorted for a fleeting moment, then relaxed. "Well?" the brute demanded. The omega coughed, a dry, raspy sound. "It's… it tastes awful. But… I don't feel anything yet. No pain, though."

“It’s pretty small compared to the room I’m staying in… Aren’t you uncomfortable?” “Nah, I don’t need that much space, anyway. Advantage of being a small guy.” “Well, I guess it still feels like home… Oh, those are the limited edition Grimblaze figures!” “Yeah, I really like how they were made, so I’m like, yeah why not?!” “Cool, they’re fully articulated too…” Ben said as he took one and made it pose. “Hey, you think I could study these sometime? It might be useful when I’m already making 3D.”

Rowan's POV The warm air of the study filled the air, the soft flickering lamp illuminated the room as the soft flipping sound of papers disturbed the silence. My eyes scanned the scroll thoroughly, unable to really grasp what it meant. “A moon born Omega?” I raised an eyebrow. It said here about an old legend of the Moon born Omega, born once every thousand years, believed to be capable of a lot more than being just blessed by the mood goddess. This was new, and really interesting.

One of them was Joren, who happened to be too lean, with a countenance that showed one who was very scared. Another was Elira, who I learned was the elder of them all, with silver streaks in her almost dark hair. Then there was the last, Callen, very quiet and collected, but with broad shoulders. They were all Omegas, each and every one of them. They were my people. My kind. I stiffened upon seeing them. “You shouldn't have come out here together. If anyone happens to see…”