Futuristic Fantasy Weapons Novels & Stories

The infiltrator said. "You must know that the people of Somia are gifted with iron and skilled in making weapons that are far more better than any other Kingdom s weapon. The weapon we newly created is known as the instant bomb. With that, they are ready to die in the middle of the fight but more than hundred people are likely to die with them no matter the distance." The man groaned in pain, he could feel his heart beat beating slower than it should be. The Death lord special pocket knife was known to have poison in them.

With his remarkable agility, he could be a better fighter than me. I slowly took out Ponpon from the scabbard. “Are you sure about this?” he asked in a loud whisper, looking at the warriors who took out their own weapons that I’d never seen before. They had high-tech guns that would surely destroy me if I got hit. But I guess what they had in their hands were far more high-tech and sophisticated than the ones I saw at the Banatan. I heard that some of these were laser beams that would turn something—or someone like me in that matter—into nothingness—like it had never existed, not to just maim.

He punched in a code. The panel slid open, revealing an armory. "If you're going to start an inter-dimensional war," Cyprian said, pulling out a high-tech assault rifle and tossing it to Modern Vespera, "don't do it empty-handed." He grabbed a broadsword from the wall and tossed it to Fantasy Vespera. "For the magic one." He tossed a box of ammo to Mafia Vespera. "For the loud one." He tossed a battery pack to Cyberpunk Vespera. "For the robot one."

~HAZEL~ All I can do is hold onto Ashton's hair as he suckles on my nipple, his lips and tongue working desperately as if our lives depend on it—because they do. The urgency of our situation presses heavily on us; we need weapons, and we need them now. According to the rules of this stupid woods, this was the quickest way to get one. Suddenly, a shimmering portal materializes out of thin air, swirling with a violent, unpredictable energy. Without warning, a sleek, metallic weapon, glowing brightly, shoots out of the portal, revealing itself.

Ben Carter stared in horror at the horde rushing towards them like zombies outside the window. “Jack!” Aria suddenly screamed, “Right! Three o’clock! High energy! It’s the Council’s ‘puppet’!” A group of men in black, blending into the National Guard, ignored the chaotic gangsters, moving with ghostly speed, raising a specially made weapon that gleamed with silver light! “It’s ‘Aconite’ poison gas and ‘Silver Core’ armor-piercing rounds!” Jack instantly recognized the weapons; they were specifically designed for hunting werewolves!

When we created this room we were merely 14, we sure watched many movies, it took a lot of convincing too. The door slid open yet again and now I stood in a dark room with all my agents/disguises/Assasins/spy/robbing etc outfits here, to my right I have all my weapons from spears, daggers, pistols, snipers, bedazzled with glitter, etc. My favorite guns and daggers are kept for special occasions and are in my glass voltage. 1. My Bright Future gun, is my bedazzled gun, of course, I bedazzled it with diamonds.

“When you called for your weapon earlier, it just blew me away! It’s like Alice’s staff that appears out of nowhere!” Janshai rolled his eyes. “That’s what Enchanted-class weapons are, idiot. They do not need to be equipped physically. They can always be summoned at any time.” His scythe slowly dissolved, dematerializing into black strings, before they returned inside his right hand. Arth slowly nodded. He might want to have an enchanted weapon, but he never wanted to replace his Blackwinter sword, though it was just a rare-class. They had been through a lot together ever since he learned how to wield a sword. ‘Don’t worry, buddy. I won’t replace you … ever,’ he thought, holding the hilt of

Things will change, soon. “Now that we’re talking here, what kind of weapon should I be making for her?” A chuckle sounded throughout the night wood. ‘A lightweight sword but strong enough to cut through the strongest of hides of creatures. It should also be inlaid with something that could poison any living thing.’ The figure in the woods moaned. “There is a thing that your children call Quicksilver, it can do the job.” ‘Azrael don’t worry so much about the future. Know that things will come together in due time.’

Opening the System Shop now. A sudden flash of light blinded me. When my eyes cleared, a massive glowing menu was floating in the air. The first tab was labeled [Advanced Weaponry]. I scanned the list, my heart racing as I read the names of things I had only heard about in rumors. There were automated turrets that could track movement in the dark, high-frequency blades that could cut through bone plates easily and heavy-duty shotguns that used system energy instead of lead bullets. "Check out those prices " I whispered, my finger hovering over a picture of a black rifle. "Five hundred points... Eight hundred points. I still don't have enough."

she said as she hug her. Dinner was set, everyone was having their proper meal. Merfoy’s magic worked not just in battle but also in the kitchen. He teach Rico how to use the modern cooking wares, it was only design for him, more over it belongs to his imagination and create it as things on hand. “An electric stove was stall?” Geuron ask while looking inside the cabinet. “Yes, but I’m using the modern one, the one with a gas tank,” Merfoy said. “I guess this is the future,” Geuron uttered checking the lavish plates in the glass cabinets.