Danmachi Volume 17 Novels & Stories

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

Daman cleared his throat as he moved slowly towards Zayn with his hands behind him. "I'm not here to have a conversation with you" Zayn fired strongly and he smiled. Daman stretched out his hands and his nails thickened into sharp claws, his fangs stretched out of his canine and full black hair appeared on his face. "I've always wanted to murder you, Prince Zayn" .. .. Meanwhile... .. ..

“What’s plan B?” Finally making my way in front of him, I mockingly patted his shoulder. I watched as his form slowly loosen at my encouraging grin. “Plan B is for you-” Hands shapeshifting into claws, I dug them into the meat and bone of his shoulder, ripping off his arm with minimal effort. “-to get that stitched up before you bleed all over my freshly cleaned floor. Well this isn’t actually plan B, but this will help get you off my bad side if you listened to what I said.” I ignored his screams of pain, too busy staring at the blood that was dripping from my claws. I turned around, sucking the blood off as I made my way back to my chair. “Also, be a champ and tell the nearest servant that

The first light of morning broke the horizon, pale and cold. Eli approached, exhausted but steady. “They’ve escalated.” “Yes,” Damian said. “And they’ve shown their hand.” “What do you mean?” “They made it personal.” He turned, eyes meeting Eli’s. “Chapter one of this game is over. The next move won’t be theirs.” Outside, thunder rolled one last time — distant now, but lingering. The storm had passed. But the war it carried with it had only just begun.

No answer. He moved forward slowly, boots crunching over shattered glass. The faint glow of a dying monitor flickered near the back wall, silver light painting the floor. Aiden stood in front of it, unmoving. The reflection on the screen moved first. “Don’t,” Dante said sharply. “Whatever’s happening, fight it.” Aiden turned his head. His eyes were silver again, brighter than before — not glowing, but alive, swirling with code that pulsed like thought. “I told you,” Aiden whispered. “He’s learning.”

“Bring it on.” A slow breath filled my lungs before I spoke again, louder this time. “Let’s do it.” At my words, everyone moved. Warriors turned, locking eyes with their chosen opponents. The air shifted right before it broke. And I did not wait. I stepped forward and drove my fist straight at Damien. And then everything exploded into chaos. ******* *Adele's point of view*

Damian understood the severity of the situation. "I am well aware of that, that is why I am here, but is that what has gotten you in a twist, you don't seem well" Damian asked. "I am fine Damian, we just need to be focused on her now, what is your next plan?" I asked, looking at Damian. "Well, I plan on giving her this" Damian said, stretching a book towards me, the title read "The chronicle of the SIX" "Hmmm, the beginning of everything" I said, agreeing with Damian's choice.

“Cover me!” Despite the slight hiccup, nobody was unfazed. Things went wrong all the time on the battlefield. Their ability to adapt and incredible composure attested to the years of hardened experience everyone had. Even Damian, who spent most of his life paralysed and in the research lab, knew what to do. A small feeling of insecurity bloomed in Zen. He couldn’t be left behind. Surely, there was something more than observing from a safe distance and offering healing when required. “Blinding right!” Damian called out and summoned a fireball, tossing it at Urum, catching his attention from the right side.