Oblivion Master Trainers 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

It was the last step in proving yourself, showing your loyalty, and showing you believed in what they were doing… Even if you didn't truly believe in it. None of us had any idea what this rite of passage entailed until we were in the ceremony room. Right there, in front of everyone, you had to be fucked by the master trainers and master guards. Master was the highest level you could be. It's like the commander of his army or the Captain of his team. There were five of us graduating, fourteen master trainers and guards. Standing around the room were the witnesses there to watch. It added to the trill for them, and added to our humility.

Liam’s expression gradually darkened. "It seems that after all these years away, Young Master has grown a bit disobedient," Mister Owen's eyes flashed with a cold light at Liam's reaction. "In that case, let me bring you back myself. After all, the Master's original intention was only to see you in person. He didn’t care about anything else!" The next moment, there was a thunderous rumble. Mister Owen’s body trembled, and his blood surged within him. The bronze rings on his arms vibrated continuously, emitting faint rumbles of thunder!

Despite feeling the overwhelming aura and having no strength to resist, Olivia gritted her teeth and said, "Sir, it'll be difficult for you to find my master. He passed away a few months ago." "In that case, you can directly become my disciple. I'm Wilcox Saber, the sect master of the Sword Sect. I've only taken two disciples in my life, both of whom are currently training within the sect. "If you agree, you'll be my last disciple. How about it?" Wilcox's expression softened slightly, but his aura remained oppressive as if he was deliberately pressuring Olivia. As Olivia was about to buckle under the pressure, Blake waved his hand, and Wilcox's aura disappeared instantly.

Training. Month after month, masters were built, killers where created, calamity were crafted. By then, many of their people were already infatuated with them and not just following out of family bond and love anymore. Some even secretly worship the two in their hearts but never voiced it out. With their years of training and that year of "die or be transformed" training, by the end of the year they were all changed to the core and the two strongest amongst them were known, Shane and Sean. They where extremely good looking young men but their skills made people shudder and that pretty face of theirs became pretty face of nightmare.

He smiles as he hands over the box in his hand . " Why did dad send you ? He could have sent anyone . " I wonder out loud . " I'll try not to be offended and offer you some training instead . " His eyes glimmer mischeviously . " Ugh , you'll kill me . I don't want to die after just embracing my immortal life . Isn't that ironic as well as cruel ? " I complain . Mark was my first main trainer . He would oversee my lessons and if he wasn't available he was sure to contact others to fill in his space like Mike .

Paul asked his master as the old man took him in an underground chamber. "There will be a time you will feel betrayed, when that day comes......then you will become one with the sword of Samurai." "I don't understand you master. Who's going to betray me?" "That you have to find out yourself. I am only telling you what I see in your palm. You trust too much." The master said and opened a room filled in darkness. He clapped his hand once and candles lit started burning, lighten up the dark chamber. In it were ten Samurai's statues and in their front was a drum. "I have not brought anyone here except you. Do not reveal this place to anybody." He said and Pointed at the statues. "The day you sha

The orc scoffs and leaves. The master’s eyes now focus on the group at hand with Mudbrew seeing to it that Scar left and then waits on the sidelines. “All of you for the past months have shown promise in the fields of combat and specialties.” The dog along the side of Forevine comes over and sits down by its owner’s side. “With that being said, you should all be congratulated for the harsh training that both me and the general have placed on you. You all will be the strongest generation of new hunters that the Circle has seen in some time.” Her eyes narrow to Troy and then to Lutas. After a moment of staring them down, she trails off to the others. “However, the ceremony in which you become

"From today onward, you shall be named The Ten Heaven Masters." "Thank you, Sect Master." Everyone was delighted with the new names. "Darryl sighed. He had drunk too much; he walked to the restroom to wash his face so that he could sober up. The Elysium Gate was finally on its right track. Henry B-General, formerly known as Ocean and River Powter, were Level Three Master Generals. The Four Warlords and Wind Rain Thunder Power were Level One Master Generals, and the Ten Heaven Masters were Master Generals too. The power of Elysium Gate was terrifying.

Compared to this, building up his strength wasn't as urgent right now. The Giantborns were advancing rapidly, too. They had all reached Nebular Realm now. Though Felix could still handle them easily, it didn't change the fact that their potential was terrifying. The next day, after the Giantborns left, Felix was about to say goodbye as usual when Viggo stopped him. "Wait. I want to tell you something. Since it's been a year, you deserve to know my title—I am the Voidmaster." The Voidmaster? Felix had never heard the name before, but it sounded impressive. "Is there anything you'd like to share with me about, sir?"