Cosmic Professional Gladiator Novels & Stories

Their howls and snarls echoed through the trees, a cacophony of malice. Liam and Xal'dar stood as an impenetrable fortress at the heart of the maelstrom. Their bodies hummed with energy, a potent blend of human will and cosmic power. Xal'dar's form shimmered with an ethereal blue light, his strikes swift and precise. Each blow sent a shockwave through the enemy, disintegrating their corrupted forms. Liam, on the other hand, fought with a raw, primal ferocity. His fists, encased in a shimmering aura, connected with bone-crushing force. He moved with a blur of motion, a whirlwind of destruction amidst the chaos.

Coach gave me one last, disappointed shake of his head before he closed the heavy oak door behind him. The boardroom grew entirely empty, the bright fluorescent lights buzzing overhead in the quiet space. My knees finally gave out. Ace Callahan—the future Alpha of the Silverclaw pack, the undisputed king of the ice, the monster who had survived the coven's silver chains—fell straight to his knees on the polished marble floor. My head dropped into my blood-stained hands, a rough, choked breath escaping my throat as the dark, hollow reality of the morning settled entirely over my chest.

Dead in the mud. Then, a lightning bolt of pure gold slammed into the center of my frozen soul. It wasn't a spark; it was a cosmic defibrillator. The sheer, terrifying density of the energy didn't just restart my heart—it violently overclocked my entire biological grid. My eyes snapped open, glowing a radioactive, blinding crimson. The silver Stasis Grid trapping my body violently shattered into a million smoking splinters. The sheer kinetic backlash of my reboot exploded outward, throwing Elder Vance and his elite guards fifty feet backward across the courtyard.

In the end a short boy named Arturo won the bout by ring out. After them was Boro and Jun. The battle ended quickly, Boro won by KO in five moves, hitting Jun with the flat of his blade using a form of Boro's own creation, one that he called Sword Saints Dull Edge; it was a move to hurt, not kill.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

“ You are so delicious dear.” He hummed in my ear with his hand pinning me down. Looking around the room I search for a way out. Something to hit him upside his head. At this moment I prayed to the goddess that I could shift. I’d shift right now no matter how much it hurt or if it killed me. He moved his right hand off my hip and gripped my jaw making me look at him. All I see is pure evil in his eyes. With my free hand I reach for the book he picked up off the ground.

His black wavy buzz cut hair wet, his face looked so stern and perfect like he was a military man – red-eyed, the poor silver-haired woman took curiosity in him albeit the fear she felt. “Why?”, the Ender woman mockingly replied. Testing the man’s patience. She knew who the man was. He was General Hughes of the royal army in Kósmima. And she also knew that his powers were slowly depleting. For reasons why, it was the cause of their fight a few years ago. —

“I made you famous, I made you powerful, I made you rich and invincible and you aren’t even grateful enough to appreciate the times when we worked as a team.” “You made me a beast,” I said in grief. “Now, I’m just a villain in every wolf storybook. The anti-hero to every little wolf-child.” “Stop crying over spilt milk, Blade. There’s nothing you can do anymore, all the efforts you’ve made in the past three years turned out fruitless and when I eventually take control, I would make sure the world never forgets The Ripper.” “I’m sure you’re excited.” I said with a defeated voice.

[Host: David Lidell [Balance: 9999997000000000 Galaxy Dollars [Body: Cosmos level 1 (+) [Mind: Stellar level 10 (+) [Combat: beginner Cosmos Rank [Combat Skills: Void Punch (Entry Level+), Air Crushing Slap (Entry Level+), Evil-Splitting Sword Technique (Entry Level+) [Skills: Ancient Traditional Medicine (Expert+)]

I’m Lylah Greystone. The strongest Gladiator in the arena.