Edward Elric Novels & Stories

"Besides, Elric himself isn't an easy target. He has deep connections in the industry, and his fans are both rational and fanatical. Whoever provokes him is in for trouble." Oliver gritted his teeth. "So, we just endure it? He trampled on Alex before, bullied Via, and now helps Lindsay shame us. Does he think we're pushovers? I can't swallow this." Edmund remained pragmatic. "We have to swallow it. We can't afford to cross the Edgeworth family. Elric is their most cherished grandson and the youngest son of that branch, very much favored. We're just businessmen; we can't go head-to-head with the Edgeworth family."

With his werewolf abilities gone, the only thing he had to rely on was the new waves of powers coursing through his veins, and that was enough for him. He elevated himself a little above them, and, stretching his hands out to the guards, he lifted them into the air with him. As he balled his hands into a tight fist, the armour and helmet the guards had on squeezed around them until it crushed them from the outside in. They dropped dead and were unrecognisable. Now the only guards left were those still on Alpha Zayn and Eai. They too ran up towards him, and their commander took a step forward. Edward waved his hands at the guards, and they immediately grabbed each other by the throat, already

I asked putting my hands on my hips. Cynthia, of course, was the first to speak. "You said there's a way to save the zombies-" "First off they are not zombies. Not in the traditional sense. They do not feed on you, they feed on your soul. Soul Eaters," I explained in a rather snarky tone. Did I mention I was really tired? "Whatever," she brushed it off. "How? And how do you know this?" "It's hard to explain how I know this and most of it is unbelievable anyway," I started running my hand through my hair.

a voice cut through the smog a low, melodic baritone that commanded attention without shouting. “Jax,” Elena said, stepping forward. The man stepped from the shadows of a recessed doorway. He was tall, his skin the color of deep mahogany, his eyes sharp and suspicious, enhanced by subtle cybernetic glints. He carried a customized deck, a neural interface device made of scavenged Vance parts. He looked at her, his expression shifting from suspicion to a profound, shocked awe. He saw the violet light in her eyes, the way the air seemed to bend around her. He recognized the "Architect" not as a god to be worshipped, but as a legend finally made flesh.

Drones attacked from every side, but Lucas created an impenetrable shield with his wings, guiding us forward. Upon reaching the throne, we saw Edward’s true form. Half of his body was decayed, while the other half was fused with thousands of thin wires. He was a living skeleton, kept alive only by technology. "Welcome, brother!" Edward cackled. "Hand that boy over to me. The 'Prime Moreno' code within him is all I need. Once it enters this rotting body, I shall become immortal!" Lucas drew his sword. This time, it wasn't made of metal; it was pure energy. "Edward, you killed my brother a long time ago. Today, I am simply clearing out the trash."

Three guardians connected to the system. Three people fighting for control. Emily watched him carefully. “You saw the system wake up.” Edward nodded slowly. “Yes.” Ryan crossed his arms. “So what changed your mind?” Edward looked at Alexander again. “You did.” The room went quiet. Alexander frowned slightly. “Why?” Edward’s voice remained calm. “You didn’t try to own Helios.” “You tried to protect it.” Daniel nodded slowly. “That’s true.” Ryan shrugged. “Accidentally heroic.” Edward stepped closer to the terminal again.

Richard gasped, pushing back, his skin glowing with a faint, pulsing light. "I gave you the strength to stand," Edward whispered, his face turning deathly pale as he lost blood. "You aren't just fighting for yourself anymore, Richard. You’re fighting for the future." "The miracle," Richard realized, his hands hovering over his own stomach. "Protect it," Edward murmured, his legs wobbling. "Whatever the cost. Keep it safe." "Father, stop, you’re losing too much—" "It doesn't matter," Edward smiled, a sad, brittle expression. "I’ve spent my life breaking things. Let me fix one before I go."

The resemblance between him and his grandfather was striking. "I do not believe that humans alone can destroy Ishild. I believe that we will need something or rather someone, more powerful," Elric replied. Havardr studied him for a moment, thoughtfully stroking his beard. "You are asking for an army?" he questioned. Elric nodded. "I am. She holds great power."

I was confused for a split second and then remembered that I was at the starlight barrier and I had lost her. "What the fuck do you want, Edward? I was sleeping, you bloated ball sack! " I snapped. Edward was my best friend, not that I would ever admit that. Standing at 7 feet, with a tanned muscular body, Edward was not someone you wanted to mess with. His curly brown hair and grey eyes signalled him as a hybrid as well. Not that it affected his killing abilities; his kill score was almost as good as my own. He had gotten me out of the Chaos prison, Kyronus, along with my other friends, Harper and Lux. It was no exaggeration to say the Chaos army was dramatically weakened by our departure.

I know they are observing me like I'm their prey which makes my heart strikes faster. As if Eren understands my fright, his hand slides down my arm and takes my hand in his. I then feel how sweaty is his hand. He is scared too, but he is still trying to comfort and protect me. I need to be courageous too. I can't make him feel more down. "E-Ethan." Eren finally pronounces, meeting the eyes of the taller man with curly dirty dark hair. His eyes then move to the other bald one. "Evan." "And Elias." He says lastly to the man with a lizard haircut.