Oblivion Synopsis Mga Nobela at Kwento

His knees buckle and drop to the ground. The media and police call me silenzio, while the others just call Silenzio. I'm a serial killer and I work for the country's most notorious and dangerous dark Italian organization known as The obsidian Syndicate. I work in the organization merely to quench my blood thirst after the unfortunate incident that occurred in my life which has scarred me and turned me brutal, I was given several therapy sessions but none ever worked to bring me back to the man I used to be before the incident.

Liora asked, wearing a cold, icy smile one that bore a striking resemblance to the expression Mavric often wore when dismantling his business rivals. “Do you truly believe you have planned for every single possibility?” “What do you mean by that?” Lucas frowned, looking confused. “I began hacking into this system the very moment I inserted the sapphire key earlier,” Liora declared, delivering the blow with absolute precision. You were so completely focused on analysing my biometric data that you forgot to check the integrity of the system’s core kernel. Ever since my time in New York, I have been developing a specialised data-wiping virus I call ‘Oblivion’. The moment I walked into this room

But I knew what I was fighting for. Not revenge. Not glory. Not destiny. I was fighting for every smile shared at Willowbrook Academy. For every kingdom we had saved. For every friend standing beside me. For every child who deserved to see tomorrow. Erevan slowly lifted the Blade of Oblivion. Darkness gathered around him until entire galaxies vanished within its shadow. "Come," he said quietly. "Show me the answer Solarius searched for... but never found." Without another word, Wesley and I charged. Our wings of silver and gold spread wide behind us.

“I don’t need a fucking babysitter. I don’t need you tattle-telling everything I do and reporting it back to your mommy. I get the fucking job done dont I? Exactly. I got something for you to go back and tell Abbaddon, how about FUCK YOU!!” “Do you feel better now? Cause we have a job to do.” Ornais stated. “They’re moving quickly to capture this soul from you.” “I know, but what am I supposed to do? It’s not like I can just go in and char it beyond repair like every other one. I have to be careful.” Daniel sighed, putting his head in his hands. He was up against a wall. Every move was documented and reported back to Abaddon. The Seven Deadly Sins had this one, why did he get assigned to it

Foster swiftly shutters all the windows, leaving the old infirmary in almost darkness, just as Professor McLaren went beside me. “Are you sure you’re telling the truth?” He asked, but it sounded more like a threat. “Yes, I am. What do you even mean?” I asked, but he didn't answer again. Instead, he let a heavy sigh before looking at me. “You’re not in your world, Blaire. You’re here in Olympus, a world where powers exist.” He seriously said, making it sound like the truth. “You’re crazy,” I unbelievably muttered. “I’m getting out of here.”

Right after the enemy finished making their threat, a string of strange floating text suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Scott, pick our girl! Let the wife die already!] [Once the wife dies, she can go back to the modern world and get a huge transmigration bonus. Then you and Jennifer can finally be together!] [I'm so sick of this kind of story where women suffer. Just give us a happy ending already!] Go back to the modern world…and get paid? Hanging from the city wall, I instantly felt a surge of excitement.

I reply. I press my hand to the center of the binding circle, and the runes sink inward, folding space around the darkness like a closing fist. “Oblivion is not death,” I say softly. “It is irrelevance.” The last thing I feel from it is fury. Then… Nothing. The silence that follows is profound. It's not empty. It's complete. The world exhales and in that exhale, I feel them. Brynn. Frynn. My twin mates.

At the Hollow Sovereign. At Kael. Then finally— At Lyra. Something ancient stirred behind his mismatched eyes. Recognition. Interest. And something far more dangerous. A faint smile appeared on his lips. "After all this time..." His voice was soft. Beautiful. Wrong. The shadows throughout the sanctuary bent toward him. The silver flames dimmed. Even the Heart seemed to hesitate. The Sovereign of Oblivion had awakened. And he looked delighted to see them.

Gone. Completely gone. A girl collapsed to her knees, crying. “No… no, I don’t want to die again…” A man kicked the ground angrily. “This is insane! Let me out!” Nothing changed. The space remained the same. Endless. Empty. The screen flickered again. PLAYERS WILL NOW BE INITIATED The hum returned. Stronger. Lena’s heart started racing again. “Something’s wrong…” she whispered. The ground trembled. Light spread beneath their feet again.

"Hello, Aurora Sinclair. The Silver Queen. The one who defeated the Void King. I've been waiting for you. Waiting for him to weaken you. To break you. To make you vulnerable." "Who are you?" I demand. "I am the Void's creator. The darkness before darkness. The nothing before nothing. I am what comes before the beginning. And after the end." "I am Oblivion." The castle explodes. Reality shatters. And through the destruction, I see it. A being made of absolute nothing. Not darkness. Not void. Just the absence of everything. And it's coming for us. Coming for me. Coming to finish what the Void King started.