Humanoid Glados Novels & Stories

They didn't even have faces. They were humanoids composed entirely of shifting, razor-sharp geometric glass and flowing lines of crimson binary code. They had no weapons, no armor, and emitted no spiritual pressure. To the cultivation world, they would be invisible. But to Scarlett’s cosmic gold eyes, they were glaring, lethal anomalies. "Target acquired," a voice broadcasted. It didn't speak in the air or the mind. It transmitted directly into the foundational code of the planet. "Rogue Weaver identified. Initiating Sector Formatting. Erasers deployed."

"We become what they think we are. Refugees. The broken remnants of a dead world." They spent the next six hours stripping the Aethelgard technicians' bodies. They took the civilian-grade jumpsuits, heavy hoods, and respirators. They smeared dark engine oil and scorched salt on their skin to hide the violet veins and "Void-Touch" scars. Kael looked at himself in a piece of broken glass. Without his Alpha posture and the golden light in his eyes, he appeared as a weary factory worker-a man who had seen too much and done too little.

"In that case, we won't stay any longer. We'll head back to Novemton this afternoon. There's just one last thing I need to look into." "Okay." Lacey nodded. She then remembered something and added, "Oh, I almost forgot. Gloria's body is no different from an ordinary human's now. She may be cured of her condition, but she's no longer suitable for the battlefield since her reflexes, agility, and capabilities have all dropped considerably. From now on, you should focus on being an ordinary woman and not think about anything else.” She then walked out.

“But these aren’t ordinary soldiers.” The lights came back on. And I understood what he meant. Figures stood at the end of the corridor. Twenty-seven. Just as Jenna had warned. They wore black tactical armor. But the armor wasn’t what frightened me. Their eyes were glowing. Not wolf eyes. Not vampire eyes. Something else. Their bodies moved with unnatural precision.

There was no shattered graphite armor. Lying in the center of the molten glass was a small, perfectly spherical, hyper-dense metallic pod. It was steaming, but it was completely intact. With a sickening, metallic click, the pod slowly began to unfold. Eliana collapsed to her knees, staring at the unfolding nightmare. "It wasn't a biological organism... the body was just a delivery system." The true Genesis stepped out of the pod. It was smaller, sleeker, and composed entirely of pure, synthesized Star-Code energy contained within a shifting, liquid-metal exoskeleton.

Then he appeared. Adrian’s digital form emerged from the haze, stepping over the fracturing panels like he owned them. His eyes glowed a toxic green, his smile sharp and cruel. But what unsettled me most wasn’t how real he looked, it was how perfect. No scars, no tiredness, no humanity. Just code pretending to be a man. “Gloss,” he drawled, spreading his arms. “You made it. I was beginning to think Dream kept you all to himself.”

That voice deep, mechanical sounded almost human but off, as though recorded and replayed. The shadow reached the bottom of the stairs. A faint beam of light from its hand illuminated the room briefly and in that split second, Lola saw it. A figure wearing a torn security uniform. A cracked ID badge dangled from its chest. Its eyes glowed faint blue, just like the machines. Half its face was human. The other half metal. “Holy” Mason whispered, but Adam silenced him with a glare. The figure turned toward the main console. Its hand brushed across the keys. The monitors flared back to life.

The Rogues leader told him though mind link. "Get out of my way if you all want to be alive" Dylan replied them angrily. "Attack him" The Rogues leader said and all of them started fighting with Dylan. "Let me take control on your body. You can't kill them in human form" Black shouted from inside. "Our mate will ran away. I can't expose you" Dylan replied back and kept fighting but they were taking advantages as he was in human form. One rogue came from behind and broke the car glass.

"Their backs are turned: they're on the edge of the garden. We'll move out slowly, then walk to the edge of the forest. Then we'll escape together. Alright?" I nodded. "Alright." He offered his hand to me and I slipped my fingers into his. However tanned he looked, his hand was as cold as ice. "Ready?" He asked, and I nodded in the affirmative. And together we slowly stood up from under the table. Again the sight of several dead people met my eyes. It was hard to look away, hard to ignore the blood and the unseeing eyes and the cold, deathly silence. Hard to see where people had once dined on my account, flowing with blood. My heart was broken beyond fixing.

He asks snapping me somewhat back to my senses "Yes I'm-" i began then immediately turned around facing Isaac's mangled body "Issac" i say touching him with shaking hands "No no no no no please issac please wake up" i beg tears beginning to fall from my eyes I watch as Isaac's body shifted from its animal form back to human, he had deep gashes all over his body that could all kill him but the worst was the one in his stomach. Tears flooded my eyes as i gently cradled his upper half in my lap, i couldn't let this happen i couldn't let him die. With that in mind i grabbed a piece of broken glass off the floor that came from the dresser isaac had slammed into when he was thrown back into the ro