Doomsday Weakness Novels & Stories

[Weak point damage occurred] -885 {54 x 2(enhanced) x 3 (amplify)x 3( weak point deals 3 times more damage) – 87 Def Crush!! I was surprised by the damage I put out. My Atk figures weren't even close to that number. This is the power I pack after stacking enhance and amplify? If that is so then I should learn to attack more on weak points. it was killed in an instant. My claws penetrated its thick skull like cutting through tofu. Blood splattered in all directions. Thud. Its heavy, muscular body that seemed threatening in every way with red coloured skin and the size reaching twice as big as me collapsed, colliding with the ground.

he said. "But you said, the white wolf is very powerful," I said, staring at Damien with a frown. "Yes, the white wolf is that powerful. But there is a weakness," Damien said. "What is the weakness?" I asked. "Love," Damien said, and I frowned. "Love? What do you mean, love? How can love be a weakness?" I asked. "The white wolf gets weak when their host falls in love. They become emotionally driven," Damien explained. "You are human, I don't know how that will work," he said and stared at me.

Richard explained as Donald was speechless, he never knew Richard value the so called girl that much. "I guess you love this girl so much" Donald said as Richard took another stick of cigarette. "I think I do, I mean I can do anything for her" Richard said as Donald contemplated within himself. "You've got a weakness bro, she is your weakness and I don't think this is good news at all" Donald said in a worried voice as Richard focussed on his drink without saying a word. "Does she knows?" Donald asked as Richard stared confused at him. "About what?" Richard asked back.

I opened my news app without thinking about it, just habit, just something to do with my hands while my mind worked. The first headline stopped me cold. DONOVAN ENTERPRISES IN CRISIS: INVESTORS PULL OUT AS HOSTILE TAKEOVER LOOMS. I sat up straight. I knew that name. I knew that crisis. I knew exactly how it started, how it escalated, and the exact moment when everything would become irreversible if no one stepped in. I also knew that almost no one stepped in. In my previous life, I had read about it weeks after it happened, a collapsed empire, a CEO who had fought alone and lost, a company destroyed and absorbed by people who had been circling it for years.

“Target his head and punch him hard.” “Why?” I ask, and he gives me a simple shrug. “Because that’s his weakness… I’m telling you his weakness, Dora. Punch him in the head… hard.” I nod in understanding, walk towards the door to leave, before turning back around and rushing to Dale.

"It wasn't just strength, Damon. It was like you were enhanced somehow, like you were on steroids or something superhuman. I've seen what real strength can do to someone who can't fight back." The reference to my marriage with Max made Damon's jaw tighten with anger, but I pressed on. "When Max and his friends hurt me, I always assumed it was because I was smaller, weaker, because I was a woman trying to fight off men who were bigger than me. But Morrison was larger than you, heavier, and you handled him like he was a child having a tantrum." "I drink a special protein shake," Damon said, his lips quirking up in what looked suspiciously like suppressed laughter. "It gives me superpowers."

I didn’t want to disturb the only peace she had. When I returned to the room, I knew I had to be ready for whatever came next. There was no space for weakness, no margin for failure. I sat cross-legged on the bed, letting the silence wrap around me. I closed my eyes and focused inward, channeling what remained of my energy toward restoring myself. ‘You’ve already exhausted your strength at the barrier,’ Dowen warned through the mindlink. ‘Using more of your powers now will affect you.’ ‘As long as she gets what she needs,’ I murmured internally, ‘I’ll be fine.’

Domino asked, leaning in to get a better look. "It says here that the only known weakness for PureBloods is chloroform gas," Adam revealed, his excitement growing. "When inhaled, it could cause dizziness, disorientation, and sometimes loss of consciousness. It could potentially disrupt the focus and concentration needed for blood manipulation, causing the individual to lose control over their powers for the moment." Domino's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Chloroform gas, eh? That's some powerful information. But be careful, Adam. Using such tactics against a PureBlood is not without risk."

"Theo?" "I've been calculating odds since this started. None of them are good. But twenty percent is better than zero. We fight." Shane steps forward. "What he said. But with more violence." Miles nods. Silent as always. But his eyes say everything. I turn back to Gregor. "If I'm going to fight, I need to know how to kill them. The serum wolves. What's their weakness?" "The serum gives them strength but removes their healing. A fatal wound stays fatal. No wolf regeneration. No pack bond to draw strength from. They fight until they die."

"I'm sure you're the one rumored to be the abomination and the weak one." "I assure you, it's a great misconception," Damon counters, lifting his head with a mischievous grin. "I am anything but weak. My parents may have just died, and discussing who is weak or an abomination seems inappropriate at the moment." "Your parents were great, but in recent times, they have grown weak compared to other tribes,"