Blood Titan System Novels & Stories

"Unforeseen circumstances, understandable, Titan is a very humane company, and won't fire you because of this little thing, but next time remember to follow the rules." "The boss didn't say anything?" "You mean President Adams? He's so formal every minute of the day, how would he have time to pay attention to this little matter? Don't worry about it, come to work tomorrow at ease." "Okay, okay, thank you, thank you!" Hanging up the phone, Jenna was overjoyed and hurriedly messaged Slave! "Just now Titan's security manager called me and asked me to come to work tomorrow, hahaha, great, I don't have to be unemployed!"

It wrapped around the Titan’s arm like a python. The Titan froze. "System failure," the voice crackled. "Bio-readings dropping. Critical... critical..." The Titan started to scream. It was a horrible, wet sound that echoed inside the helmet. The purple mist seeped through the joints of the armor. It ignored the steel. It went straight for the flesh inside. I watched in horror as the Titan’s struggles grew frantic. He tried to shake the boy off, but my son held on with supernatural strength. The mist pulsed. Throb. Throb.

Kenny's next move would be to deal with Lauren and her family. In Holtrien's underground world, two major ranking systems determined a martial artist's status—the Titan List and the Underworld Index. Every martial artist aspired to make it onto one of these lists. The Titan List was on a whole different level. It was reserved for monsters—legendary figures born into powerful families, heirs to elite dynasties, or top-tier military generals and special operatives. Anyone ranked on the Titan List was not just a fighter—they were a walking earthquake, a force that could shake the entire underworld. On the other hand, the Underworld Index, while not as terrifying, was still a prestigious ranking

Their Alpha, a massive beast named Titan, stepped forward on hydraulic hind legs that hissed with every movement. "You carry the scent of the organic," Titan rasped: his voice a distorted, metallic growl that lacked any melodic resonance. "But the organic is weak. The 'Clockwork Necrosis' takes the flesh, but the iron endures." Even as he spoke, Titan’s metallic chest plate buckled, and a thick, black fluid—a mixture of oil and infected blood—leaked from a seam in his shoulder. He collapsed: his hydraulic limbs locking up as the mechanical components began to reject the remaining, dying marrow in a systemic meltdown.

She seized control of the beast's central nervous system. Outside, to the absolute shock of the retreating millions and the desperate Shield pilots, the continent-sized Titan suddenly froze in its tracks. Its massive, skyscraper-thick tentacles went rigid in mid-air. "What the hell is happening?" Jack gasped, lowering his rotary cannon as the monster stopped mere miles from downtown Los Angeles. Inside the heart chamber, Xanthe was screaming. The purple fluid connecting her to the Titan’s crystalline heart violently turned a searing white. Harper was turning the Titan's own immune system against the Ascended Priestess.

The introduction went like this. Titan: My name's Titan. Fifteen. 80kg. 5 feet 4 inches. I know I'm fat, so don't dare talk behind my back about it or experience the most excruciating pain you've ever experienced in your entire life. This is not an empty threat, mind you. I'm effin serious. Next!

They will be used to tilt the land and rebuild his territory. This is some of the recollection of the old Eduard memories in his mind.The other things were disregarded by Eduard. They are not useful for him and only part of Eduard personal experience. While he was busy with recalling all the information he needs to survive this world, a transparent skill suddenly opened in front of him. [ welcome to the True strongest system] "Hmm, a real support system!" He muttered with an excited expression on his face. The appearance of the system was not something to be shocked for him, instead he was curious on how it feels when you have this thing with you.

] He commands the system and his hand return to normal with a miracle from the system. Back in his old world Titus or… Feng Juetian is just a researcher that got into the Roman Central Laboratorium with his connection because he was a noble son of a prominent house, But his house power can’t be compared in the same sentence as the house of Julii that Aurelia came from.

Harbor, the titan of the ocean. Atlas, the titan of the sky. Una, the titan of memories. Everest, the titan of land. Raiden, the titan of thunder and lightning. Azar, the titan of fire. Lewis, the titan of war. Ahava, the titan of love. Amara, the titan of beauty. Astrea, the titan of fantasy. Hakim, the titan of intelligence. And lastly, Hadeon, the titan of destruction. They were the children of Titus, the father of all titans.

The three gentlemen investors arrived there at the same time we did, and we all went inside after pleasantries and introductions. I sat at the head of the table while Linda stood behind me and to my side, clutching the tablet to her full chest. “Let’s cut to the chase, gentlemen. Shall we?” I clapped my hands and sat forward in my chair. “The Titan Project, as sophisticated as it sounds, is a very simple and straightforward project. But it is also a giant project, with the potential to expand its reach and purpose in the coming years, hence the name. Its primary aim is to get rich people to donate to the poor, and, in return, they get publicity for their companies. Donations can come in mone