Oblivion Destruction Training Novels & Stories

According to his mentor, Knight Lieutenant Reede; “You’re the main character of your life, you’ll only become independent when you recognize that.” He stood up again after resting for 20 minutes, before entering his nutrition chamber to embark on a speed fight with Alexis. Training relentlessly and sapping himself of all strength, was the best that he could do to improve his situation. *************************************************** A man with a muscular frame, drenched completely with sweat slowly emerged out of a training arena. He went straight to the pool, as he lied down on the water to cool himself down. Unlike Kalen, The World Destroyer preferred to train physically with real oppo

Because there was nothing left for him to lose. And maybe… Just maybe… He’d find a way to kill the ghosts that haunted him. Even if he had to fly straight into hell to do it. Liam woke to the shrill whistle of the drill sergeant at exactly 4 AM. There was no sunrise here. No peaceful mornings. Only darkness, sweat, and orders. The combat pilot training program was infamous for breaking the strongest men. But Liam Blackwood was already broken. There was nothing left to destroy. The training base was located in the heart of nowhere—an isolated desert turned into a brutal simulation of hell. Days blurred into nights.

Eleonna was escorted to go outside. After she opened the box, the men in grey uniforms just appeared out of nowhere. She was bought to another room separated from where the stage where. She looked around the place and saw a big screen attached on the wall, it had a different footage in every corner of the place inside the game. The girl walked towards it and stared at the highlighted footage. There she saw Audella, Shaun, Celeste, and Fumiya fighting alongside. From the looks of it, her team mates were winning.

She could see the scars on his neck that hadn't been there before, the hollowness in his cheeks and the way his hands were steady even though they used to shake slightly when he held a weapon. They'd trained that out of him. They had drained everything out of him. Five feet. "Lucien." Her voice broke on his name. "Please. I love you. Do you hear me? I love you." For just a fraction of a second, his steps faltered. Something flickered across his face so quickly she almost missed it, but then it was gone. It was crushed under whatever programming they'd buried in his mind. Three feet. The weapon was inches from her chest now. She could see down the barrel. She could see his finger on the trigg

It was not as if he had a choice. Tristan's training intensified, his skills honed in hand-to-hand combat, fencing, and marksmanship. Instructors pushed him to his limits, employing diverse tactics. Athena's face flashed in his mind, her love and support fueling his determination. Tristan gritted his teeth, focusing on the task. Next, he faced the "Mind Room," where mental fortitude was tested. Puzzles, strategy games, and psychological manipulation challenged him. Director Arlo instructed, "Conquer your inner demons and you'll emerge stronger."

Olivia's POV Alexander and I chose the secluded clearing on the outskirts of the city for today's training. Its tranquillity provided the perfect backdrop for focus, untainted by distractions and buzzing energy. My senses were attuned, muscles coiled and ready, driven by the ever-looming threat of the triplet Alphas. The fight with them was imminent, and I knew every second of preparation could tip the upcoming battle's delicate scales.

Celeste moved the cursor to the second branch and refined it further. **Level 1 Training Modules** - **Module A: Breath and Balance** - **Module B: Temperature Touch** - **Module C: Frost Mark** - **Module D: Defensive Bloom** - **Module E: Calm Under Pressure** Rowan glanced at the list and added a small annotation at the bottom. **Suggested advancement threshold:** *Repeat stability three times without body shock or uncontrolled spread.* Celeste nodded once. “Good.” She looked around the room and spoke with the quiet certainty that always made people listen.

But today, I could almost sense a strong, malicious intent in the way he looked at us. “Alright, both of you listen up,” his voice echoed through the room. His voice, which we used to love as kids, had evolved to lack any familial warmth whatsoever and sounded more like a military commander than a father. “There are no true alliances in the underworld,” he started. “In our world, the man standing next to you, your most loyal, most trusted ally, is often the one the enemy uses to get you. So tonight's training has only one aim. And that is to get rid of the trust and false sense of security that alliances bring. Tonight, both of you have one task. Fight until one of you submits. Or find a way

He nodded. We kept running until we reached Master Yung's house. "Why would Yung do this?" I said, burning with anger. "It's part of our training, Destiny," Lex replied. "Part of our training by getting us killed?" I snapped and ran my hands through my wet hair. "Yes, Destiny, it's part of our training by facing a real demon," Master Yung said, coming out from the garden. "I wasn't expecting you to run, Destiny," he said with his brows narrowed.

“Another assumption. Outraged, I said: “You said that nothing Pritam and Kat did would affect Nav and Kat's friendship. - He said. And we agreed that Pritam would disappear, and he did. He switched to Dhiraj's voice. - Now you have me. A new train, a new stranger. Relax and enjoy. O What happens on the train stays on the train. I said slowly: "Are you proposing the same game, the same rules, as with Pritam?" Dhiraj will it also disappear as if it never existed? My friendship with you - with Nav - no