Cyborg Robin Novels & Stories

Six months have passed since the sky was over Ouroboros. I knelt on the hard, black obsidian floor of the former megacity, but at this point was covered by a thick layer of genuine, moist earth. My hands were buried deep in the dirt. It was not a toxic mud more. It was life. I carefully pressed the fine, green shoots of young tomato and Onion plants to the earth. As a planting box served the hollowed, solid Breast chassis of an old Juggernaut cyborg. Where once a deadly plasma core

Weapons integrated directly into its limbs, humming with contained violence. And its face—the face beneath the metallic mask—was horribly, impossibly familiar. "Chen," Marcus breathed. "Security Chief Chen. He was head of Sterling Consolidated's protection division. He disappeared five years ago." The cyborg that had been Chen smiled with lips that were half-metal, half-flesh. "Not disappeared. Upgraded." Its voice was a mechanical buzz, synthesized through speakers where a human throat should be. "The Council showed me the future. And I chose to become part of it."

Omotola rolled under the swiping fist of a robot, clubbed at it with her wings, the electric charges from the contact sent it sailing through the air away from her towards Obiora who punched it to the ground with so much force the hall trembled, the lab have placed some flower pots along the hall from which Babybaby grew great vines that wrapped around a lone cyborg cat strangling it faster than it struggled, Orchid drew water from a nearby water tank she froze into sharp spikes that brought down nearby drones. The harsh daily drills they'd always ensured seem to come to fruition as they fought together in tandem, it was as if they knew one another's thoughts, they leapt and weaved rhythmica

But I realized I can’t trust anyone in this world. He grabbed my hand lightly to stop me. But I turned and slapped him. “don’t come back to me again. Your job is done. Leave me. I rather die here than be with you,” I said everything with tears in my eyes. I can’t control it. Now I understand a cyborg can’t feel anything for anyone. Then why does he going to love me? It hurts a lot. I don’t even look at his eyes. I ran fast as I can without my phone. I left my friends there, trusting him. I should rescue them.

Robin survived, but his spine was shattered and he was crippled from the waist down. Everyone was left gaping as he stayed stuck in the wall, afraid to make a sound. Frank simply picked up his medical ingredients and turned to leave, while none of Robin's thugs dared to stop him. Helen watched as he went and suddenly called out, "Frank…" Frank did not look back at all. Blondie was left staring at Robin in turn, at a loss for what to do. It seemed that they had to call Leo Grayson about this…

Robyn dodged, but she was held in place by Tobin and couldn't move. The ashtray was made of glass. It grazed against her head and crashed onto the floor, where it broke into pieces. Tobin kicked Robyn's leg. With a thump, she fell to her knees on the broken glass shards. It hurt so much that she shook all over and whimpered like an injured wild dog. Bryce got up from the couch and looked down at her from above. His eyes were cold. Tobin understood and stepped on Robyn's hand. He crushed it savagely under his foot.

But my solo experiments had taken a dark turn, leaving me craving more, needing more. That’s when I discovered Sibomin, an ancient alien machine programmed for one purpose: to bring pleasure. Sibomin was no ordinary sexbot; it was a being of pure sensation, its form shifting and adapting to maximize my pleasure. And Sibomin was also non-binary, its gender fluid and ever-changing, just like its physical form.

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I'm telling you if you don't want to regret your life, you better put me down this instant. "Woah... the cat knows how to act fierce????" [Trust me, young lad. If not because I don't want to bully the weak, you would have been down on the ground now searching for your own teeth... ] "Hahaha! You really know how to humor me. Hahaha!" The young man put the cat down as he stared at it with eyes full of humor. "My name is Robin. I don't originally belong here, but that useless system accidentally sends me here instead. My job is to save crazy villainess of the world."

Geoffrey yelled. “No, we can't just leave them,” Robbert said, gritting his teeth. He growled angrily, then charged toward a group of rogues attacking one of his soldiers. He leaped off the ground and shifted into his human form, then dropped toward a rogue with a heavy blow. He slammed his fist into the rogue's head, instantly destroying its skull in anger. He grabbed another by the neck and snapped its back bone with his knee. Robbert ravaged through the rogue forces, tearing them apart limb from limb until his entire body was covered in blood.