Doom Crossover Archive Novels & Stories

I stood there frozen because I definitely had not filed any medical leave paperwork, which meant someone else had, which meant— Oh no. “That’s great,” I heard myself say even though my hands had started shaking. “Thank you, Dr. Dooley.” “Of course,” she said. “Oh, and I wanted to talk to you about the collaboration project.” My stomach dropped. “The project?” “Yes, the one with Blackthorne Pharmaceuticals,” Dr. Dooley said, and she was still looking at her computer so she didn’t see my face. “I’m sorry to tell you this, but they pulled their funding weeks ago. The project’s been dissolved.”

The fire was almost out, but there was no more wood around to build it up again. “I know I have seen it myself. Creatures that have been gone for so many years are back. The realm is coming back to life in ways it hasn’t been. The trouble is, if we can’t get Xylia to stop this death that is spreading across the realm, it isn’t going to matter if she lives.” Dakaath told him as he pulled his cloak on. Putting a blanket on Ailive as the temperature dropped.

"Oh, right. The remodeling contractor is coming by today to sign the contract. Make sure you have the 150 thousand dollars ready. We can't put off remodeling our future home." 150 thousand dollars? The number blared in my head like an alarm. I turned toward the phone on the nightstand on autopilot. October 30th, 2064. 8:17 am. My stomach dropped. The date, the time, Leo's words, even the look on his face, were exactly the same as that day burned into my memory. October 30th, 2064, was the day before the zombie outbreak. It was also the day Leo used "remodeling our future home" as an excuse to bleed my savings dry.

"Oh, sorry. " "I, being the God of time, had already beheld the end of the world, and trust me, it wasn't like anything mankind ever anticipated. So many infinite schemes of doomsday, it could never be stopped except by the Black Stone. The Black Stone is the most feared object in the whole of 'The Sky Pillars'; where we Gods abide because of the power which it posses, but I had the responsibility of wielding it, even if it was never going to be used. "

While RAD retreat DOGO gives to his army the order to follow and finish them, when they arrived to the spot all archers under the command of ROSY attacked with magic arrows and ROSY was already prepared his ultimate attack the Ice arrow, the enemies lost 80% of their forces in this attack. AHMET gives the signal to DOOM and RAD. RAD turned around with his army and attacked the remaining 20%, DOOM attacked the enemies headquarters. DOGO forces decreased to 40.000 also the army morales is decreased. It was a quick battle it took just hours to end , DOOM fights against DOGO in a one vs one combat. DOOM : hi traitor its your last day you should be happy a dwarf will kill you. DOGO : i survived m

He tore through the Northern relay-towers, his digital edges smoking as he hit the friction of the Council’s high-frequency dampeners. He wasn't looking for a weapon. He was looking for the Archive. Deep within the 14-B Mainframe—a virtual structure that looked like a tower of black, unreflective glass—Kael found it. A hidden partition, buried beneath layers of necrotic purple code. It carried the signature of the First Omega. [FILE IDENTIFIED: CACHE-MOTHER-01] [STATUS: EXTRACTED / ARCHIVED] [CONTENT: MATERNAL HIPPOCAMPAL BACKUP — SUBJECT: ARIA]

This was dominance—the knowledge that careers would end tonight, and no one would dare challenge Blackwood Estate again. Cross lingered, gathering his papers with exaggerated calm. “Damian—” “Not Damian,” I cut in, voice thunderous. “It’s Mr. Blackwood, and you’re going to hand over every login credential you’ve ever used before you leave tonight. Are we clear, Mr. Cross?” He hesitated, jaw working. “Sir, I—there are rumors. Artegro—”

Novelty? So even now, Yvette was just a fleeting amusement to him. I looked at him and felt a deep sense of irony. Wasn't it a little too late to play the part of a good husband? "Sure," I replied gently, though my gaze remained calm and empty. Wilson seemed relieved. He leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes to rest. The next morning, something happened to him. When I arrived at the hospital, the emergency room light was still on. Brendon paced anxiously outside. When he saw me, he rushed over. "Dr. Vance, thank god you're here. Mr. Gunner suddenly collapsed. The doctors say his condition is critical."

💋AUTHOR’S NOTE (18+) PLEASE READ ALL CHARACTERS ARE UNRELATED BY BLOOD. Any titles like Daddy, Mommy, Brother, or Sister refer strictly to adoption, step-family, or roleplay. All characters are consenting adults (18+). PENELOPE POV

The study was his and off limits. But I remembered something. Three months before I died, I'd overheard a phone call through this door. My father's voice, clipped and urgent, talking about liability and documentation and a name I hadn't recognized at the time. I recognized it now. I opened the top right drawer. There were contracts, financial summaries. A folder labeled CHEN-ARANDE MERGER: FINAL TERMS. I pulled out my phone and photographed every page quickly, my hands steady, my breathing even.