Mecha Knight Novels & Stories

She ordered Méah. Méah walked towards them like a walking dead. Her eyes were black and dead and her face was blank. Keir positioned defensively with his sword while Sithah created a glowing sword of green. He couldn't recognize Méah anymore but something inside him was holding him back. But he must carry out his mission as a guardian. He just kept on telling himself that Méah was gone and that what he was facing right now was the heir of destruction, born to destroy the world.

Behind him and all around him, all the dead guard that has faced him has already being reincarnated as a Skeleton Knight, that moves together with him, clearing his every step of the way unhindered. By the moment, Alfred reached the Main Plaza, The skeleton Knight Army has already reached 60, Skeleton Knight is not your average monster, it was actually categorized as Threat Level 2 Monster as to make a Skeleton Knight, the necromancer has to combined 3 dead bodies to make one Skeleton Knight. And Naturally Skeleton Knight were the best choice in this battle as they were able to move like humans fluidly, and also, in this context, them being all Threat level 2, meaning that no Knight that wer

Everyone waited for the signal to be deployed. The Humaneater was still persistently digging underground with its claws and eventually reached the barrier that surrounded their little world. 1. 2. 3! As soon as the Humaneater did not stop after the third hit, everyone received the signal to attack and her parents piloted their mecha out with the hover ships. Those were much larger and equipped with larger and stronger weapons. Normally, mechas were only used by adventurers when they wanted to leave the hover ship to harvest gemstones. However, her parents used it now to covertly retrieve Naoko while everyone else kept the Humaneater distracted.

he asked, voice low but commanding. Aria’s breath hitched. “Yes… Who are you?” “I'm here to help” Her eyes narrowed. “And you are?” Her patience running thinner by the second. “I work for Mr. Knight, you met at the club last night.” Aria’s pulse quickened.“I don’t… I don’t know what you mean,” she said, voice tight. “As I said, I work for Mr. Knight and he’s willing to cover her medical fees, on a simple condition. If you agree, everything will be handled immediately”

The blade stained with fresh, dark red blood, streaking unevenly along its length. A man approaches the kneeling knight, his heavy, predominantly back armour clinks as he approaches. The knight’s amber eyes roam upward from the rubble covered ground, noting the deep red accents in the dark knight’s armour and the dark chainmail underlayer visible under his neck. As soon as golden knight saw his face, he knew who he was, Mestre Escuro. Mestre had a stern, intense expression accompanied by his sharp, angular structured face, defined cheekbones and slightly furrowed brow. His skin was pale, contrasted by subtle shadows that deepened the contours of his face. His unnaturally red glowing eyes see

And to assist you, you have a special knight allotted to you. I froze. "A knight?" The first thing that came to my mind was a stoic, armored protector who stood still in the hallway and looked on. "Yes," Rowan said. It is the knight who must guard you at all times. He will be able to taste your food before you eat, drink before you drink, go with you wherever you go, and be ready to protect you against all perils. His life can be under threat, but that is what he is supposed to do. You must accept it. There is no alternative."

“Wow,” I said and it echoed back to me. I was in the foyer of the castle. It was a long hallway and alongside the walls, gold-framed paintings of old men hung lazily. Kent and Max were in front of me, leading the way. “Max, I am sure you are tired.” Kent snapped his fingers and a giggling young girl ran up to him. “Ser,” she bowed. “Clothes for Max.” He simply said. The girl disappeared and another appeared in her place with a set of clothes. “Turn the other way,” Kent said to me. I did as I was told. So did the other girl.

Through the haze of unconsciousness, a faint hum persisted—a rhythmic, mechanical pulse that cut through the silence. Blooby’s crystalline eyes glowed brighter, and his small, copper fingers adjusted knobs and levers with practiced precision. Steam hissed softly as his gears whirred into overdrive. “Adjusting energy output,” Blooby muttered in his monotone voice, his core crystal pulsating faintly with light. “Redirecting power to maintain movement.” The mechanical knight’s actions were deliberate, every motion calculated to keep the carriage moving. Despite the weight of his master slumped beside him, he worked tirelessly, siphoning just enough energy from his core to compensate for Lydia’s

He came and knelt. ''Train with me''. He was hesitant to, but he later agreed. We sparred for a few minutes, using the new techniques and moves I learnt from the soldiers training, to defeat him. Although it wasn't easy, because surprisingly, he was good. Breathing heavily, I asked him, ''What's your name''? ''Adrian, Your Majesty. I'm a part of the recruits'' He said, answering my next question. I shook my head. He was good. I sent him back to his post and went for a walk in the garden. I loves the sunflowers. They reminded me of Anita.

NIRVANA I stopped when they just stared at me as if I turned into a blue alien president of the confederacy until I realized the alpha was around, and I just gave him an order. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have given you the order.” “Go on. That was a good idea,” Knight said, backing me up. “Are you sure?” I looked at Knight. The ring around in his eyes almost glowed again. “You’re the Luna. Everyone will listen to you.”