Cold Steel Chaos Novels & Stories

You didn't even dare say that when I grabbed you by the head and threw your filthy corpse into the abyss. Chaos Marine laughed. It was not a pleasant laugh, Ragnar thought. He was too sneering and too confident. No warrior could laugh like that when facing a horde of space wolves. The warrior in blue and gold armor seemed to read his mind. “Only you and your jumping puppy could not stand it. 'Aren't they? The smallest of these Bloody Cloths is better than you, true warrior, oath-breaker.' Hengist bounced off the polished floor of the Temple of Chaos.

He fell to the ground, the explosion throwing him to the ground. Why was this happening? His plan was perfect! All he had to do was infuse Chaos into the earth, and he would be strong enough to beat Fos at his own game! He wanted to be free, but why are these mortals and gods keeping him from the one thing he wanted the most? Why? “Why!?”, he screamed, as he exploded with energy once more, his body getting covered with armour. It covered his entire body, the obsidian colour contrasting with the red pouring from the eyes, chest and limbs.

I am crying. “Golden Boy…” his shadow walks towards me, I swing around, gun pointing at his head. “Don’t fucking come any closer.”

[Soul Materialization]: Grants the ability to materialize your soul and use it to attack, but by attacking, your soul also loses density. [Enhanced Soul Strength]: Permanently enhances the strength of your soul by 5%. "I see. Interesting, so I can just do all of that… My soul does feel stronger… Thank you, everyone, I really appreciate it. Now I can… oh," said Chaos, as he began to manipulate his soul, and it suddenly worked easier than he had expected, as a gigantic black tentacle made of ethereal energy came out of his hand. Unlike the soul he ate, which were mostly of a white and transparent color, Chaos's soul was… pitch black and seemed to release a bit of black fog as he moved it aroun

“Well, if he was stupid enough to get himself in trouble like this, then he better be dead.” Hiram still had a prejudice against Sol. After all, Sol betrayed them and their company six years ago and pushed Alexandrei to hide until today. CHAOS I was a pioneering invention of their company, CHAOS. CHAOS stood for their names, Carl, Hiram, Alexandrei, Oliver and Solomon. Sol and Alex were the head of the company as the other three supported the company's business venture. And one fateful morning, six years ago, Sol sold CHAOS I to a rival company without explaining it to them.

the Ancestora sneered, having whipped out of his signature weapon. Known as the Chaos Flag, the small weapon in his grasp hailed from the era of the celestial devils. Crafted from divine gold, it wielded two different energies—sky and soil. Within its folds lay the ability to tear chaos apart, crush space, and to command the very laws themselves. It was a destructive force to be reckoned with. A total of 99 laws were etched across its surface, making it a rare and valuable weapon even within the ranks of celestial weapons.

The Mahan people better have an idea on what women could do when they are displeased. ''Too many questions, but it will be left unanswered,'' was the darkness' reply. Strange thing was, Chaos couldn't discern if it was a man or a woman. Was it part of their magic, too? ''Stand there quietly like a proper target and let us have your heads.'' Chaos scoffed at their taunt. It was nothing. It had no impact. He didn't feel scared at all. ''Come at us, then, cowards,” he challenged. The blades came. If that would mean that the enemy has no more arrows, that would be perfect. He and Carysse have no problems dealing with melee attacks.

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

I was not failing my pack. My eyes glowed darkly and I let my wolf take control. The power surged in me and I hauled before I fell. My wolf Shadow landed with a thud on its paws. My wolf could sense that she did not expect this resistance. She was whispering something that my wolf shook. 'Wolves of the Black Dessert Moon will not surrender.' Chaos broke loose. My wolf was unhinged and out for her blood. Her wavering cause madness from the pack. Her hold on them was broken. She stumbled back and whispered, but my wolf would not stop.

The purple-eyed said. I laughed loudly. "But that's a minute ago because now, you'll be dead! " I finally threw the card at him. "Come on, C! Let's go! Just let her! " The Mr. Red eyes said. "Let her?! Look, H! You saw, she— ah! " The poison immediately began to spread from his knees up to his upper body. I can clearly see the red markings on his neck. "44! Agent 44! " I heard. I immediately roamed my eyes. That's my freaking airpod! In span of seconds, I saw it not that far from my two enemies. It has a red light, a sign of someone is speaking in the line.