Futuristic Fantasy Weapons Novels & Stories

Futurama depicted an American landscape where automobiles would become the dominant form of transportation, flowing efficiently and delivering their precious passengers along divided superhighways allowing for high-speed travel with a double-decker design that allowed pedestrians to dominate through beautifully developed towns and cities. With moving light, inspiring audio and color effects, Futurama prophesied an American utopia enhanced with an assortment of cutting-edge technologies, the stuff of wildest imagination. Remote-controlled semi-automated vehicles, industrial power plants supplying everyone with power, farms growing artificially produced crops and aeration plants to purify and

My fingers are on my chin as I crouched and looked at it. The cover or the sheath was silver with a few pints of gold, I don't understand the engravings etched on it. Because of my curiosity, I held it and released it from its sheath. Unlike other sword, its blade was bluish and silver, the handle was wood in color and the cover was glass. It was not as heavy as it look. I lifted it up and swayed it... Imagining I was a samurai fighting some bad guys. I chuckled.

"Or, I can give you a quick death right now, dive a dagger to your chest while no one's looking, hopefully you got a heart in there I can fatally wound. You can then join your friends in the fae afterlife, or wherever it is that your souls go when you die. But for that you will need to answer my questions. "Where you found that bow, were there artifacts in there? Any other ancient weapons of any kind? I'm looking for something in particular, a short sword about yay long..." As Minos spread his arms to motion the length of the sword, the drow lurched her head forward snarling at him, surprising both him and the kids gathered behind him.

He commanded the leader of the guards to used the hidden weapon of their family. A huge and superb expensive weapon which is the cannon tank and jet fighter. He laughed demonically while sitting his chair. “Andrew my grand son, watched carefully” Andrew recovered already because of his family advanced technology they used. He was sitting besides his grand father Indra. Their squad started to fired the car immediately but this time the car was flying. They first take down all the jet fighters and then they started to fired them all the cannon tank. The cars transformed into a superb armed forces. Each of their bullet made form the rarest flash bombed laser that’s why all the cannon tank and

All of them are wielding various weapons: pistols, swords, spears—all made of silver, all laced with poison. Elder Mauritius and Quillion could feel the heaviness in the air as the weight of the power couldn’t be contained in a small confined space. “Long time no see… Old faces.” the Headmaster sneered, his voice as cold as the void. “Do you think your old ways could defeat the power of science and advancement of technological warfare?” He yelled while raising his hands as if giving them a complete view of the armor he was wearing. “This armor was created with the finest silver, laced with wolfsbane. An armor made for this very day.” He exclaimed with a thunderous, proud voice.

Cakra then turns three of his right arms into the cannon, Gatling, and rifle, and he shoots the guy in the midair with three of them that he falls to the ground. The guy stands up barely and says, “HOW DID YOU....” Alfi approaches the guy with his lengthened and expanded crowbar which looks like a solid spear and says, “Weapon number 6: Tipit, a crowbar which can be lengthened and expanded. Not only that, but it can also nullify your attack.” Alfi then kisses his bracelet and his Iru is flowing to his spear. The spear is layered by fire and there’s something burning fire on the edge. Alfi aims the spear at the guy.

With a frustrated huff, she lowered her hand. The gavel slammed down. "Sold! To the lady in midnight blue for four million dollars!" Ashton smirked beside me, but his curiosity was evident as he mind linked me. "Why are you buying your own weapons? " he asked through our mind link. "Why not just take them back?" "Patience, love. I want everyone here to know exactly who’s in control tonight. Let them see the price of betrayal and greed." The next weapon was revealed—a crossbow made from darkened iron, designed to fire bolts that dissolved protective wards on impact.

A glint of metal from my right made me turn, and fear like I had never felt before washed through me. The shelves lining the wall held dozens of weapons, their sharp blades on display. Wolves no longer used silver swords and axes. We had moved on to guns, bombs…fucking bazookas. But this… I closed my eyes for a moment, hoping I had actually fallen asleep and that none of this was real, but when I opened them, they were still there. The ruby embedded in the hilt shined brightly in each one like they were alive, and the Royal crest just above it mocked me.

No one would suspect you and they would usually talk and act recklessly in front of you. “The weapon,” It was a scythe. A retractable scythe that could tear heavy metals like paper and pierce through anything even the soul. Using it, they can open treasures long-buried and kill anyone like nobody's business. It's a precious little thing. And it's in the rightful and very capable hands. Me. •••

The touch felt like both a blessing and a prayer. “Then if we realize you’re cornered, let us take over,” Zaire said. I nodded. “You can do it.” *** The next morning, the air was heavy with cold fog that enveloped the central palace. The main field was crowded with troops getting ready. Their armor glistened in the rising sunlight, while among the ranks were rows of long-range rifles that I had developed—long barrels, matte black, with runic engravings on the sides to stabilize the shot. Behind them, the cannon crews inspected the steel wheels and loaded projectiles coated in dense explosive material—weapons capable of producing deafening explosions and scorching heat waves that incinerated