Doomsday Weakness Novels & Stories

**<< Meaning they can be triggered? **<< Remotely… >>** Reynolds confirmed, wincing as he typed. **<< Or… on pre-set timer… Thorne’s protocols… >>** He pulled up another window – garbled text fragments. **<< …contingency ‘Scorched Earth’… activate upon command authority loss… >>** He looked up, eyes wide with fear. **<< If Thorne or Dominic… are compromised… sleepers activate… automatically… after… countdown? >>** The implication was horrifying. Dominic’s wounding and exposure might have already triggered a doomsday clock. They weren’t just hunting a monster; they were racing against an automated apocalypse targeting children, the elderly, and refugees.

He was clad in short purple trousers which tightened around his lap due to the huge body structures he had. I examined him from head to toe, looking for where I could hit him. But I couldn't find one. He had a huge muscle mass, and all his biceps were revealed. I heard my mom's voice in my head: "There is nobody without a weakness." All you have to do is relax your mind. Don't be panicked, no matter how giant or hefty your opponent might be. " I examined the beast again, and I am sure that he must have a weakness, just that I am yet to find it. "After you examine your enemy for five minutes and you don't find his weakness, hit him on the manhood," I remember my mom's teaching again.

Caution, your body fat is thinning! "Thinning?! I’m about to starve to death in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, you know!" Bima glared at the virtual screen that only he could see. "Do you want me to die skinny, huh?!" [System Suggestion: Maintain an ideal Body Mass Index (BMI). Nutritional deficiency can lead to the 'Muscle Weakness' debuff and 'Terminal Chronic Singleness.'] "What do you mean 'chronic singleness'?! I haven't been single since birth just because I'm skinny!" Bima hissed. "Okay, maybe a little because I was scrawny in middle school, but that’s in the past!"

his voice became dangerous as he spoke. "This isn't the time to argue." The creature suddenly screamed. The sound was so powerful that it shattered a few windows. Then it charged. Alex fired. Sharon fired. The guards fired. Nothing stopped it. At the last second Sharon remembered something from her previous life. "Red!" Alex turned. "What?" "The vein on its neck!" A thick black-red vein pulsed beneath the creature's skin. "That's its weak point!" Alex didn't waste time as he aimed the creature was only meters away.

"Your Holiness, forgive my impudence, but can your strength truly contend with a thousand pre-Sanctuary, ten Sanctuary, and three Super Sanctuary level opponents simultaneously?" Cameron, the church militia's leader, stood up, facing Wilbur, voicing the doubts that everyone dared not express. Wilbur smiled faintly and said, "As for my personal strength, I am not yet capable of simultaneously battling so many formidable adversaries and decisively defeating them." Indeed, even the spiritual energy of the Emperor level was limited. The use of Domains could only be sustained for ten minutes, insufficient to vanquish such a multitude of powerful foes. After ten minutes, he would fall into a weake

--- Damon is the only one still standing. He's still got his gun raised. Still pointing it at me. His eyes are wet. His hands are steady. "Let her go," he says. "Let her go, or I swear to God I'll—" "You'll what?" the thing asks. "Kill her? Kill the woman you love?" "I'll do whatever it takes." "You won't. You can't. You're weak. You're afraid. You're nothing but a broken soldier who couldn't save his own team."

He cackled and Ryan’s jaws dropped. “He would never forgive you… He would chew you to pieces and make a heap of your bones!” Ryan replied and Damark scoffed. “Don’t act stupid, he has a mate, she is his greatest weakness and the same way he was conquered last time, that is the same way he’ll be conquered now. It would be stupid to place your hopes on him now, Damien has lost most of his powers and he’s just all bark.” Damark replied with a hearty laugh and Andrew smirked as he walked towards Ryan with the syringe.

Whereas mine was the ability to look into a person's soul, apparently I could look into someone's soul as deep as I wanted if I learned how to use my powers. She then told me that even though I was a skilled mage there were certain problems I faced as my powers were stronger in intensity as compared to others due to the volatile nature of my soul. Hence, making me a potential target for the Black Mages who kept their frightening reputation at bay by draining strong and powerful souls like mine to increase their strength so as to one day take over every mage alive. I then asked her, where I came from? Did I have a family?

He kicked the door of his bathroom but it didn’t break. Luke and I gasped loudly in disbelief. How the hell could a wooden door withstand Damon’s powerful kick? “Surprising, right?” Damon asked as his eyes glowed red. But this red was not as bright as usual. “I don’t know what’s happening to me. I’m weak! I can barely do anything and my enemies are scheming now. Can’t they let me be?! When am I going to have a single break?! For goodness sake!” He angrily punched the door and his fist went through it.

Harvey's voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. "The signs of that wouldn't disappear even if he dies. Any coroner worth their salt would be able to find out the effects of the drugs. Once used together, the indications will become even clearer. While their strengths would be more pronounced, so would their weaknesses. "In short, if the Boxing Champion's martial weakness had been struck during any other day, he'd cough out a few mouthfuls of blood at most, but he could still fight. But as you kept on stoking his potential, making his weakness always in a state of collapse, he could be defeated in one hit.