Mass Effect Fic Novels & Stories

The doctor had to stitch ten times before my hand was barely saved. When Vivian dragged me to the rooftop in my previous life, I did not resist because my body was already completely drained. I could not even break free from one of her fingers. There was another reason. I had already stopped wanting to live. As I fell, there was no fear in my heart. Instead, there was a faint joy at the thought of being freed. Seeing that demon again, every cell in my body screamed for me to stay away. The terror carved into my bones had not faded at all, even after living again.

Immortal but dangerous. Then I imagined the faes. Creatures with slightly pointed ears and big eyes. Talons for claws, had to be the worst creatures created. I imagined wings poking from their back, and them flying towards their prey, before burying those talons in the most sensitive areas. "I shouldn't have made that promise to Heshina", Massa said angrily. "You were you and stupid Mass, stop blaming yourself", Sia said. We lulled back into silence, and I hoped that we would come up with something, anything to save Massa from impending doom.

The system was escalating. Emma looked at the figure. “Why are you here?” The figure hesitated. Then answered: “To show you what comes next.” Emma frowned. “What comes next?” The figure raised a hand. And the crossroads changed. --- Emma saw it. A future where she remained unstable. Not whole. Not fractured. Something else. Something undefined. And in that future— Reality itself began rewriting around her. Not collapsing. Not expanding. But adapting. Universes reshaping themselves to accommodate her existence.

Actually, my whole life has been one long awkward situation, even before I ended up in this world. “Why... Why were you...?” Arthur was upset and understandably confused. One minute he was dead, the next he was in a Sam and Frodo fanfiction. “We thought you were dead,” I said by way of explanation. “And that’s what you do to the recently deceased?!” When he put it like that, it painted a rather sordid picture of what had been a perfectly innocent use of mimed sodomy as a means to an end. I can’t have been the first person to employ anal sex as part of an escape plan, surely.

It made things more interesting. "As of today we will embrace our darkness and allow it to rule in order to save the universe." I declared which had Sasha and Mazaya's mother whimper. They would never be dark but soon they would live in a completely dark realm.

I reached for the memories of the shifters who had died, for the love Silas had given me in the dark, and for the sacrifice Fenris had made to seal the Mother. I didn't look for a weapon. I looked for a **Story**. *“In the beginning,”* I whispered, *“there was a girl who was told she was nothing.”* The white light of the Cleaners hit us. But it didn't dissolve us. It hit the "Story" and stalled. The Mirror-Man tilted his head, his reflective face rippling with confusion. "Analysis: Subject is attempting to write a Narrative-Layer over the Null-State. Logic dictates this is impossible. Narratives require a Foundation."

"You failed to manage the asset, Malphas. You let the 'Independence' module leak into the main drive. You're fired." Malphas didn't scream. He didn't even have time to blink. He simply turned into a stream of red numbers and was sucked into the woman’s staff. He was gone. Deleted. Not as a character, but as a person. "Rowan, we have to move," I said, pulling at his arm. "If we stay here, we’re just 'parts' to them." "Where... where can we go, Kaima?" Rowan asked. He looked at the sky, which was now filled with massive, silver ships that looked like giant eyes. "The world is being deleted. There is no 'outside' left."

And earlier there was help from Fuschia. But if that many grande monsters appeared at the same time, and with this stifling aura of power, even Fuschia couldn't fight them all. So thought the soldiers whose eyes had lost their light. "Ha ha ha. Lady, we're fucked up." Maftah chirps with his annoying tone. ‘I have to finish them all quickly before my energy is depleted, tch!’ Fuschia tightened her jaw as she caressed her stomach. She repeatedly apologized to the child in her womb for making him work so hard.

As the situation unfolded, Cadell Marcus suddenly saw the sky and earth darken, his body motionless, unable to feel his surroundings. Just pitch black. Fear, pain, it never happened, where did he end up? Perhaps, this is death? While Cadell Marcus fell into unknown space, suddenly a mechanical sound rang in his ears. "Congratulations to the host, the suitable person has been selected by the 'Super Main Character' system, starting activation!" "Cadell Marcus." "Resistance 0." "Crystal point 0." "Evaluation: Too weak!" Cadell Marcus fell into stasis, this is... System, but he didn't die, he fell into another dimension, and even picked up a system.

“What’s going on? You okay? Need water?” Maya forced a smile and shook his head. “I’m fine. Just the heat.” But he wasn’t fine. And that night, as soon as he got home, he called Hido again. “Is it even possible for two Enigmas to be in a relationship?” Maya asked as soon as Hido picked up. “I mean, I’d kind of be the connection between them, but wouldn’t they just kill each other?” There was a pause. “They’re both Enigmas?” Hido asked, incredulous.