Colossal Armored Titan Novelas e Histórias

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."

Garrick stared, wide-eyed. I grabbed a few stab-resistant vests, put one on, then sprayed water over the surface. A thin layer of frost formed almost instantly, hardening into a crude shell. Ice armor. "Ice spears. Ice armor!" Garrick swung one experimentally, grinning. "How does your brain even work? This is better than an axe!" Rhys tested the tip against the ground. The frozen surface cracked easily under the strike. He nodded, satisfied. Only one person stood apart. Tamsin stayed back, watching us turn tools into weapons.

The featureless iron helm of the ancient guardian did not reflect the blinding, golden glare of the overloading Pale Collar; it absorbed the light entirely, its pitted, rust-scaled surface drinking the violent illumination like a sponge. The towering figure stood over seven feet tall, its massive frame wrapped in rotting, oil-slicked crimson cloth that had survived centuries frozen in the deep rifts of the Great Divide. As the automaton shifted its weight, the gears within its joints ground together with a low, agonizing groan of long-dormant brass and ice-encrusted iron, the sound vibrating through the solid bedrock beneath our boots.

"Marshal Snow, you're too arrogant! I'm His Majesty's uncle, a royal by blood. By calling me a 'bastard,' you insult not just me, but the royal family and His Majesty himself, too!" "You bastard! You don't speak for the royal family. And His Majesty has so many other uncles!" Gideon sneered. He took a single step forward. The ground trembled, the earth cracked beneath him, and a pillar of searing fire roared upward from below. It was the Earthcore Flame, unleashed. And with it, the power of the Solar Titan Physique surged back to life—radiant and blinding, a heat so fierce that it seemed to burn the very air.

Yuan removed his necklace and placed the pendant in front of it. "Access Granted. Welcome, Yuan Salazar." the robot's voice announced. The guy gestured for her to do the same. "Access Granted. Welcome, Eleanor Rixie Salvelle." The door in front of them opened. The first thing that Eleonna saw was the small round stage that was surrounded by a stadium luxury seats. They walked on the red carpet, there were already few people in their luxury clothes. Their shining jewelleries sparkled everytime the lights reflects on it. The place had a color palette of red and black.

the driver scowled. "Why are you angry?" Vivan looked upset, "This is my own home, no one can get in my way." "That Lincoln on our way, how does it look like Mr. Adams' car?" Elon opened the window and took a closer look, "Did your parents invite Mr. Adams?" "Which Adams?" asked Vivan, poking his head out to see, "You mean, that Berrick from the Titan Group?" "Dane, go check it out." Elon Mars commanded.

Linking my arm through Jade’s I began pulling her along to follow the boys. “Come on, try to get there before the sun starts coming up.” We met up with the guys, which Kellan had already shifted into a large green Dragon, but while he was magnificent, it wasn’t nearly as impressive as Cyran’s Dragon. Once we were all settled on Kellan’s Dragon, luggage and all, Kellan spread his gigantic wings and flapped them a few times before taking off into the night sky.

“A weapon.” Another quake shook the tower. Outside, The ground exploded upward as a massive structure forced its way to the surface. Not a creature. Not an animal. A colossal machine. Metal plates the size of buildings unfolded as the construct rose from the planet’s core. Its body was shaped like a giant armored titan, covered in ancient alien runes glowing faintly with prison energy. Adrian stared through the cracked tower window. “…You’re kidding.” The first creature outside the prison tower roared again.

CRUNCH. A massive Titan-Class Droid stepped through the breach. It was twelve feet of reinforced steel and hydraulic rage, armed with a rotary cannon. "Target: The Hackers," The Titan’s synthesized voice boomed. "No!" Aurora threw a telekinetic shield up, but the Titan’s mass was too great. It smashed through her shield with a casual backhand, sending Aurora flying into a server rack. "Aurora!" Kael screamed. He charged the Titan, risking his life to jam his electrified baton into its knee joint.

However, on the night of my 18th birthday, the first crack started to form in my carefully-crafted armor. I'd just gotten off work from the graveyard shift and was on my way back to my dormitory when I ran into a group of drunk street thugs. Just as they were about to force me to my wits' end, Vernon suddenly appeared out of nowhere. After chasing off the thugs, he gathered me in his arms even though my knee was bleeding from earlier. His hug threw me completely off guard. It felt like the strange yet familiar warmth of a father's hug—big, strong, and safe.