Halo: Legacy Of Onyx 소설 & 이야기

With a shout, she raised her left arm and smashed through the barrier with her fist, her outstretched arm, reaching for her opponent’s token, she was about to reach it too, when. “TOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!” A loud sound pierced the air. “Oh, drat!” cursed Mar whose outreached hand closed to a fist. “Ah! The sun has gone down!” said Lilith, “And we were so close too!” “What? It’s over?” Dorin asked his companions. “Yes, and it seems that there are no winners.” [Students, please return to Headquarters] said the mechanical voice from the floating devices. “Great game!” Xander said happily, patting Boulvar on the back. “You almost won too!”

He looked at the monitor, then at me. "Mommy?" Leo whispered. His voice was a tectonic groan, vibrating through the floorboards. "Papa... he doesn't smell like the rain anymore. He smells like... like the machine." I couldn't tell him that Kael had just killed his own soul to give us a weapon. I could only watch as the bone-white claw of the Collector vessel finally slammed through the remaining basalt pylon, its jagged teeth inches from Leo’s quartz head. Halloway, still on his knees by the dais, looked at the monitor. His bionic eye spun frantically as he read the first few names on the saved list. His jaw dropped, the plastic of his mask cracking.

It wasn't just attacking; it was unmaking the very coordinates Xander stood on. Xander met the strike head-on. The impact sent a shockwave of gold and violet energy through the hangar, shattering the remaining glass in the observation deck. He was a Hardware Firewall in human form, his teeth bared in a primal snarl as he wrestled the shimmering, geometric nightmare away from the ship. I forced myself up the ramp and into the cockpit. The interior of the Legacy ship was a mess of analog switches and glowing draconic crystals. I collapsed into the pilot’s seat, my fingers trembling as I slammed my palms against the primary interface.

The kind that makes your spine stiffen and your instincts scream run before your brain understands why. Subject 07. He was tall, lean, wearing the old Academy combat uniform — the one retired after the first Halo disaster. His skin was marked with silver veins, pulsing faintly beneath the surface like live wires. His eyes? Black. No whites. No pupils. Just void. “Ophelia Wolfe,” he said, voice flat, mechanical. “You are not authorized to carry Halo data outside the Observation Chamber.” Ophelia narrowed her gaze. “I wasn’t aware my own memories were property.”

Above them, the inverted pulse-weapon lattice lay in ruin—its broken disks casting prismatic light across fallen banners. Vera Moonlock stood at the edge of the execution ring’s parapet, the obsidian fang at her waist still warm from the crown’s final surge. Beside her, Lucien Thornehart flexed his claws, chains—now symbols of victory rather than restraint—dangling from his gauntlets. Together, they surveyed the battlefield: insurgent archers on the ramparts, salvage crews dismantling dampener arrays, and Orion’s aqueduct team emerging from a splintered gate to greet cheering scouts.

“We… we need to know. Our daughter… She’s been… involved with the Moonlit pack. And we need to know…” The Oracle regarded them with a knowing look, as if she could see straight into their minds. “Ah, I see.”, she said softly. “Yes, I have sensed the stirrings of destiny surrounding your daughter. There is indeed a connection between her and the Moonlit pack, a bond that transcends time and space.” Elio and Leonora exchanged stunned glances, their hearts pounding with a mixture of fear and disbelief. “But… what does it mean?”, Elio asked, his voice trembling with emotion.

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

“You don’t have to face this alone. Whatever comes next, I’ll be right here.” I shook my head, my resolve hardening. “You’ve done enough, Adrian. More than I could have ever asked for. But this is my battle now.” He frowned. “You don’t have to—” “I do,” I interrupted, my voice firm. “Marcus isn’t just trying to destroy me. He’s trying to erase my father’s legacy, and that’s something I can’t let happen. This final fight—it has to be mine.” Adrian searched my face, and after a moment, he nodded. “If that’s what you want, I’ll respect it. But promise me you’ll be careful.”