Oblivion Destruction Training Novels & Stories

His focus was on damage — hit hard, move on, let the next wave clean up. It was brutal, but smart. He didn’t stop moving, always targeting the biggest wolves he could find and tearing them to pieces — Maximus and Conor fought the same way, their rhythm deadly and synchronized. They weren’t just warriors. They were hunters trained for war. In the end, it made sense. Percival was trained by Grabiel, who learned from Maximus — the elder Maximus, not the current Alpha. And both Maximus and Conor were trained by him too. That bloodline of training came straight from the cruelest Alpha the world had ever known — a ruthless, calculating monster. He may be dead, but his methods lived on through them

"He thinks that hitting me will make it stop." "Make what stop?" Ava asked gently. Liam glanced out the window with watery eyes. "Being empty." Dominic stood in front of a target in a training chamber located deep beneath the facility. A red dot sat in the middle. But this time, it was not a mark. It was a face. Liam's. Camille's voice resonated over the speakers. "Destroy your weaknesses, Dominic. "Or it will ruin you." The line between AVA

We couldn’t afford to follow the old patterns anymore. So now, our combat training fell solely to our mentors. Professor Dryden took it seriously. And by seriously, I mean he threw us into arena simulations that most schools would reserve for graduation trials. The week after we finished our first theoretical ethics paper, he dropped us into a fog-enchanted terrain full of moving shadow constructs and timed hex triggers. No warning. “Real opponents don’t warn you,” he said as Nyra nearly got decapitated by a rogue spear glyph. Thalia almost set the simulation arena on fire—again.

But Lyra persevered, her determination fueled by a shared purpose—to protect Silvermoon and to ensure that the Obsidian Circle’s manipulations would not succeed. She initiated a series of training sessions, emphasizing not just combat skills but also psychological resilience and the ability to recognize manipulative tactics. She incorporated lessons on emotional intelligence, conflict resolution, and effective communication—skills critical to preventing future infiltrations. The training programs weren’t just about physical preparedness, but about building a stronger, more resilient team, capable of resisting manipulation and maintaining unity in the face of adversity.

Holographic displays above each station showcase the day’s offerings, and the aroma of roasted meats, fresh vegetables, and herbal teas permeates the air, drawing wolves in from their training sessions. Beyond The Elysium lies the expansive training ground known as The Crucible. Spanning several acres, this area is a marvel of engineering, featuring a diverse landscape that includes obstacle courses, combat arenas, and various terrains for tactical drills. The ground is equipped with advanced training technologies, including augmented reality grids that simulate battlefield scenarios, allowing each wolf to hone their skills in a controlled environment.

Her grief and anger fueled her training, as she channeled her emotions into each strike, vowing to avenge her pack and bring justice to those responsible. Tristan's training was equally intense. He moved with a raw, unbridled energy, his fists clenched as he unleashed his frustrations on the training dummies. The memories of his family's betrayal and the loss of his pack were a constant weight on his shoulders, driving him to push harder, faster, and with more determination. Cora and Tristan trained side by side, pushing each other to their limits. They didn't speak much, but their shared understanding was evident in their eyes. They were united in their goal to uncover the truth and seek ju

Sybil said softly, “is where generations trained before the world fell apart.” “Then let’s rebuild it,” Austin said. Training Begins The first days were brutal. Damian drove them hard, beginning at dawn and ending well past dusk. The courtyard became a battlefield where strength was tested and limits were shattered. The first exercise was simple in theory: syncing power. In practice, it was chaos. Hybrids were not made to move as one. Their very nature was contradiction—wolf and vampire, witch and god, each part of their bloodline demanding control. When Damian ordered them to channel their abilities together, it was like forcing storms to merge.

“You know, there’s talk of you being dangerous. That you’re not really... you anymore.” “I’m still Mira.” Valen studied her face. “That may be, but are you still one of us?” She met his gaze. “Are you here to welcome me or test me?” “Why not both?” he replied, eyes gleaming. Behind them, the pool rippled—without wind. In Training Room Seven, Ophelia, Carl, and Tobias ran simulations. But every few minutes, their environment would glitch. Objects would flicker. Terrain would shift unexpectedly. Targets would multiply.

Nyomei muttered. The system continued. “You will remain in this training module until you defeat your reflection. Even if it takes the entire two-month RGT training window. Progress will be monitored by a Watcher.” The air thickened around me. “Opponent loading: Initiating now.” The light in the center of the chamber flared, gathering into a swirling pillar of mist and runes. Shapes began to form—a humanoid outline, tall, sharp-angled, radiating strength and menace. I tensed.

“This is good, you’re able to keep a conversation while training. Your stamina has improved a lot.” I mutter a quick thanks, doing another two reps. “What’s he doing then?” huffing. “If the torture hadn’t started.” “Deprivation,” Killian replies, stepping closer to spot me properly, as I start to struggle with the weight. How many reps has it been? “Lack of sleep, food, water-- a perfect setup for destroying someone’s mind.” Damn. “I told you to train her, not scare her.” Surprise doesn’t even begin to describe what I felt when I heard Dante’s voice behind me. The metal I’m carrying clashed to the floor when I lost my grip on them, making both me and Killian jump.