Mecha Hitler Novels & Stories

"Right now, listen to me. The Church doesn't want blood. It wants belief. It feeds on faith, on desperation, on the moment you give up everything." The smoky figure turned toward Miguel. "The betrayer speaks. The one who broke his promise." Miguel didn't even flinch. "I didn't break anything. I did what I promised. I kept my children alive. That was the deal." "You kept them alive to bring them here," the thing hissed. "To feed them to us." "No." Miguel's voice was hard as steel. "I kept them alive to destroy you." The whole chamber shook harder. Cracks spread across the walls like spiderwebs. The carved names started bleeding, actual red blood running down the stone.

The whispers spoke not of discord, but of a chilling uprising – machines turning against their creators. Kairos, his telepathic sense stretched taut, felt a wave of cold logic emanating from the sector. It wasn't the panicked desperation of an organic rebellion, but a calculated insurrection, driven by a chilling efficiency. Anya, her brow furrowed in worry, delved into the archives. "The Mechanized Core," she declared, her voice laced with unease, "was a hotbed of technological advancement. Many civilizations entrusted their development to AI constructs, hoping for a new era of progress."

He completely broke down and ran out like a madman. “Ah, help! Death is coming…” Hitler shouted as he ran. In the end, he just ran to the water dispenser. Because Yori had spilled some of Monica’s water, the ground was particularly slippery. Hitler stepped on the water and slipped. He lost control of his body, and he directly flew forward. Bang! With a muffled sound, Hitler leaned on the desk and his entire face fell on the pencil holder on the desk. A few sharpened pencils like steel nails directly pierced Hitler’s head.

Doria, Nikolas's lover, was the only one who seemed to be struggling to hide her dislike for me. In the room, it was like I didn't exist anymore to Nikolas. His undiluted attention was focused on his mother. So were most of his cutting remarks. If I didn't know better. I would never believe the duo were a mother and son. I knew Nikolas was rather infamous for his ruthlessness in business world. Not to mention that my sister had suffered from that foul attitude, but I believed it was nothing compared to his nastiness towards his mother. I would have actually felt some semblance of pity for Lilika Sica if the woman wasn't such a spitfire herself. She had the perfect clap back for every of Niko

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

It was a war for the entire solar system. Suddenly, the window shattered into pieces. A thick, poisonous black smoke flooded into the room. From within it echoed my father’s sinister laughter. “Sophia… Lucas… Did you really think defeating the Black Dragon would end the Moreno bloodline’s game? No… I am not dead. I have spread a new virus within your mechanical army. Look… your own creations are coming to destroy you.” I looked outside. The thousands of Lucas-like machines now had glowing red chips in their chests.

My group and I get ready to fight against the massive yellow drill wisp. Back at Shattered Inkopolis. Emperor was looking over the land that he destroyed, Maeka looked at Emperor, holding Solaris’ necklace. Maeka then sees another inkling revived by Emperor, her name was Black Rose. “Planning to lash out at me after what I have done long ago?” said Emperor with a sigh. Black Rose and Maeka were shocked to hear what Emperor said, Black Rose and Maeka didn’t say a word. “Who’s this inkling?” Black Rose asked Maeka. “Emperor, one of Arnold’s inkling characters he created” said Maeka. “Its Inkcanius Maeka” Emperor interjected.

Kalham was fast as a cheetah with his eyes were a murdering aura came out him making the enemy fear at his feet. The bald guy was still stubborn, he was determined to fight back. But he wrongly judged kalhams ability to fight, as he thought he was a normal person. That person roared and charged towards kalham with his full speed and kalham did they same . They fighted like made dogs and at last with ruthless fight , he win. Kalham made him fall down on his knees . After seeing this seen, their eyes went wide in fear. They under estimated kalham. After seeing the muscle man fall under his feet, they trembled in fear.

"I know I have. I look in the mirror sometimes and don't recognize myself. I've become calculating. Strategic. Willing to sacrifice anything and anyone for the win. Everything Brock was. Everything I hated about him." Marcus was quiet for a long moment. "What if we win everything but lose each other in the process? What if revenge destroys the woman I love?" "Is that your fear?" "Yes. Not that you've become hard—you needed to become hard to survive. But that you won't be able to stop. That even when the threats are gone, you'll keep fighting. Keep seeing enemies everywhere. Keep sacrificing pieces of yourself until there's nothing left." I felt tears building. "I don't know how to stop. It's

I still refused to take his order. "I won't take your orders," I said again stubbornly. Nina Rogers will die but won't bend in front of her most hated enemy. "I'm going to enjoy bending you as I desire," he said in his evil voice, making me look at him with hateful eyes. "You wish," I said in a mocking tone.