Goku Supreme Kai Mga Nobela at Kwento

Back at the train station, Ronnie and Curtis stood frightfully in front of the strange man with the guitar. “What the hell are you?” Ronnie asked. “Generally, we are called Kaiju, a superior species that will run this planet correctly after we deal with the rest of the human swine in this area,” replied Soundhound. “You must be pulling some type of magic trick because ain’t no way this stuff’s for real,” Ronnie shot back. “I assure you, good sir, what you’re about to witness is no illusion. It is the rise of my species and, sadly, the destruction of yours,” Soundhound said confidently.

I interrupted. "An infection called Doing-The-Impossible. I asked that you be monitored, but I didn't think it would be a permanent issue. Now, because of what just happened,I sent for you two here." Addressing the female Myozolan, "Where is the other one?" "He should be here in a short while," she replied, her voice tense. Just then, two ninja-like Rebel soldiers merged in and with their faces down, addressed Koyala in trembling voices. "What? Do I have to do everything here by myself?" He said some things that I couldn't really understand then just like that everyone started moving and gathering stuff around; weapons.

] [New Mission: 'Destroy the Superior Mutant Formula Project'] [Objective: Deactivate the 'Superior Mutant Formula Project' at the Biology Research Center. Reward: 'Anti-Zombie Acid Herbal Blueprint' & 'Indomie Supreme Level Up'!] "Indomie Supreme Level Up?" Bima gasped. That was the highest level of Indomie! But 'Superior Fitness Mutants'? That sounded far more terrifying than a Titan Freak. "So Kevin isn't entirely defeated," Bima muttered, realizing the true stakes. "His old Master AI still has power. And it’s likely going to create an army of mutants."

That was just too simple, no? "I can’t believe you’re actually a Grade SSS Gene martial artist!" Kai stared fixedly at Lucas and said in a deep voice. The beam that Lucas had shot out of his eyes was golden in color; the color belonged exclusively to Grade SSS Gene martial artists. Kai was from the Fighters' Alliance headquarters, thus he was still pretty well-informed. "Even if you are a Grade SSS Gene martial artist, you stand no chance of winning being faced with two Rank 7s," Kai continued.

~LEONA~ "Who are you to interfere?" One of them sneered. He chuckled and took reserved but intimidating steps towards them. "Just let her go while you have the chance else you'll regret it later" What does he mean? Okay. What was I thinking in the first place? He's no commando or Lando. He can't take them. " Who are you? Some police?" One of them asked with a mocking tone. "Am not the police but someone greater and much fearful." He said and wrapped his hand around my wrist. "It's an order from a much higher authority."

Every push, every fold, every stretch of the gluten was a way to channel the restless energy of the Huntress who still lived beneath my skin. ​"Mom? Have you seen my sparring gear?" ​I looked up, and for a split second, my heart performed that familiar, agonizing stutter. Standing in the doorway was a walking, breathing ghost. ​Kai was ten years old, but he carried the weight of a man twice his age. He had his father’s slate-gray eyes—eyes that seemed to see through the "Vanilla" lie I had built for him. He had Malakai’s stubborn, square jaw and the same broad set to his shoulders that suggested he was built to carry the world. He was dressed in a crisp, white karate gi, the belt tied in a p

Alister’s mouth hung open. “Do you no longer bow to your queen?” My voice cracked like a whip. Instantly, they bent, scrambling to cover their mistake. “Aminda, your eyes…” Alister murmured. “Such darkness,” one Elder whispered. “No Witch Supreme has ever reached this level.” They were right. I still held the reins, but only barely. “Let Archibald Pruitt in.” --- Kian’s POV

I murmured, “Is he an elemental?” “I know your secret, Ryu. You’re weak, unable to live without those skits you put in your drawer. I have destroyed every single one of them; what will you do knowing you wouldn’t be able to live long?” Kyle held a grin on his face. “My life doesn’t depend on someone like you. You’re a Gamma, and you need to know that you’re below me in the ranking.” “I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.”

"Pick it up. We’re going to try something. Don't look at me. Don't look at my eyes or my hands. Just... look at the air between us." I gripped the hilt, my knuckles white. Kai moved again, but this time, he wasn't holding back. He was a Beta, a high-ranking predator designed for war, and he was coming at me with the speed of a falling guillotine. The fracture happened again.

- Aoi answered him in a broken voice, which indicated that he was also crying, but it was not clearly visible because he was standing with his back to Miyuki, who was watching them both again, very touched. ~~~~~~~~~ After the battle that took place on the last day of March 2020, Kai returned to Tokyo, to the clinic, and to be again both a psychologist and a good wizard, protecting people from evil after hours. Miyuki returned there as well, because she still had to finish her studies, and had taken enough time off anyway.