Mal Rotten To The Core Novels & Stories

(Zombie Lord) Listless growl comes out from the zombie lord as I twist my sword and decapitate it's head and cut opened it's body from it's waist up to it's neck. "That is one large cores…owh, it's been awhile since I saw this thing..there's 2 of them..". Embed inside the chest was the Zombie Lord green cores and 2 deep blue crystal shards. Name: Zombie Lord Cores Rank: S (Threat Level 4) Type: Undead Elemental Size: 20cm (Oval) Description: The Cores of a 5000 Years old Zombie Lord who governs the 3rd Floor of Dwertur Catacombs(Dungeon)

[The Stranger in the Heart] The world didn't end with a scream; it ended with a breath. A single, shallow, terrifyingly human breath. The Core was a ruin of shattered glass and cooling circuitry. The red glare of the Synchronization had bled out, leaving behind a cold, clinical grey light that felt like the morning after a funeral. I was on my knees, my skin still vibrating from the aftershock of the kill-code, my fingers digging into the metallic floor until my nails bled. Beside me, Jinyan lay perfectly still. The toxic gold was gone from his eyes, but so was the amber.

Like it just happened yesterday. They made me who I am now, and I don’t have any regret for killing Kevin, Alex, and Gin and there are two more. It’s Alvin Ross who is now Ervin Ross and no matter how he hides, who he is...is who he is. Yeah right! I remember that quotation from Mother Conqueror. It says…

“I don’t need her. I only need the child.” Lena’s voice trembled, but her grip didn’t falter. “He’s not your experiment.” Roth’s gaze flicked to the baby. “Oh, but he is. His heartbeat powers the Core itself. Without him, the entire system fails. Give him to me, and I’ll let you walk away.” Adrian laughed once, hollow. “You expect me to believe that?” “No,” Roth said simply. “But I expect you to understand consequences.” He nodded to the guards. Lights shifted. Alarms blared. The floor beneath them began to retract, exposing the glowing machinery below—a pit of light and energy.

Right after I returned home, I took out a glass of lemonade from the fridge and started gulping it down as I sat on the couch to see the recent news of the murders, if any. And I was right. I braced myself to know how he murdered them this time. " Damon Michelle, a new victim to the unnatural murders found dead in his house at 5pm after he came home from a visit to his family. The last two murders proved that the victims were injected with a substance that'd made them go berserk and unfortunately, shred their own flesh into pieces. The same substance was found inside Damon Michelle's body who had the same unfortunate fate. Further research on the substance proved that it takes approximately

Their hands are filled with so many blood but him agreeing his daughter killing someone without the person committing a crime is bogus. "Take him and lock him up. No food no water for three days." The boss commanded and i was jacked up. That was the worst punishment a person can ever receive. The room is usually very tiny and dark with no window,no means for ventilation. No food,water and air. This is a death mission.

Alex inquired, his curiosity mixed with a growing sense of foreboding. "I've been working on this to help you with your morphing," she explained, her voice trembling slightly. "I know it gets out of control sometimes." She brought out a vial containing a blue glowing liquid. "This will help you change into a man," she said, her eyes boring into his with intensity.

Lilith Rumero was robbing him of his sense of moderation. After a hearty breakfast with just the right amount of grease from his sympathetic chef — and perhaps two too many espressos — Enzo felt marginally better. The edge of his hangover wasn’t nearly as sharp by the time he arrived at the office, and he already knew exactly what was going to get him all the way back to normal. His cure walked through the door fifteen minutes early, and nearly recoiled from the grin he gave her. “What’s wrong?” Lilith demanded. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

] [Current Balance: 115 System Points. [New Objective Unlocked: Core Extraction. Extract the mutated energy core from the target's chest cavity to claim rewards.] "A core " I whispered. I thought about the stories I heard in the survivor camps. People used to talk about the monsters having gems inside them. [The core is located three inches below the sternum, Host. It must be removed manually while the biological tissue is still warm. Use of a reinforced cutting tool is highly recommended.] I stood up slowly. My muscles still hummed from the system skill. I walked down the iron stairs. The air down here was cold, and the smell of the dead creature made my stomach twist, but I forced my feet

His mouth opened, but no sound came, only a look of terror as he stared at Tammy. "You filthy animal," she hissed, her eyes blazing. "You deserve this." Moments later, his body twitched one last time before going still. Her gaze shifted toward the door. Flames of hatred burned inside her. It was those two. That wretched mother and son. Memories of humiliation and pain flashed through her mind. The rage consumed her. She stepped into the living room. Vincent and Madeline were lounging on the sofa, watching TV. "Well, did you have a good time?" Madeline smirked as she ate her popcorn.