Oblivion Turn Undead Novels & Stories

​The platform dropped. ​As they descended into the Pacific, the water around the Shallows was no longer clear. It was thick with a violet bioluminescence that looked like oily smoke. The Sterling Exiles' needle-pods, once silent and dead, were beginning to vibrate in their undersea graves, their internal systems being jump-started by the Ouroboros signal. ​"They're waking up," Lyra whispered, her spatial awareness flaring. "The 'Exiles' in the pods... they're not coming back as people. The virus is using their neural interfaces to create a Ghost Army."

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

" This is the only way... I have apologized to her saying I understood her and finally saw your true face... Hearing my parents death, she softened up a bit and this is my chance! Today I will rescue her from here and win back her trust... Seeing I have nowhere to go now, she will definitely let me stay there... Slowly I will win her over... I have been her first love... No matter what no one can forget their first love ever..." Silea sneered... I felt disgusted... I had felt simpathy for him at that time... I thought he finally got on right track finally but it was all a trick... How can he just forget that this Silea killed his parents few hours ago and now he is negotiating with her??!! H

"We both know there isn't one." The Gardener's vines pierce her chest. Her scream is swallowed by the storm. --- **The Rebirth** Veyra dies. Veyra lives. She opens her eyes-no longer human, no longer Forgotten. Her skin is bark, her veins bioluminescent sap. The Gardener's power thrums in her voice. ***The fleet will fall.*** The Leviathan pauses, sensing its kin. The black star fleet hesitates. The Upheaval laughs, bitter. "You traded her soul for a *plant*."

My strength wasn’t enough. Echo’s voice whispered through the chaos: “Creation meets corruption. When the Verdant touches death, it becomes hunger. You must sever the link, or it will consume what remains of you.” The mutated zombie lunged through the breach, its claws slicing through the air. Noah fired, three perfect headshots — but it didn’t fall. The bullets only slowed it, ichor spilling from its skull like tar. I reached deeper, pushing through the pain. “Verdant Snare!”

The campfire flickered violently. And from somewhere deep within the forest— A horn sounded. Not a human horn. Not an army signal. Something ancient. Something buried. The note rolled across the landscape like a funeral bell. The survivors froze. The woman screamed. And all across the valley below us, thousands of lights suddenly appeared. Not torches. Not campfires. Eyes. Blue eyes. Endless blue eyes opening in the darkness. Watching. Waiting. The infected army wasn't alone anymore. Something else had awakened.

Olivia said, her expression solemn. "Curzon used high elves and blood elves for his twisted army. It was terrifying to think we could be next," Hestia added. "Promise us—at the place where Curzon started all this—that you won't touch his death magic ever again." Violet reached up for Hestia's hand and Olivia reached her own out so all three were connected. "I swear it." Eden put his arm around Violet. "I swear it, too. The dead will never be disturbed again."

The Howards continued trembling in fright, they had offended the smith's, the Kingston's and now they had even offended the leader and vice-commander of the undead, there was no escape this time around. " I would have k**led you all the moment I set my eyes on you but Daera has more plans for you, perhaps in your next life, you would think well before scheming" Olivia was about to tap his arm when that familiar feeling took over her body, she felt that slight pain in her head and she knew Daera was about to make use of her body.

We gulped at the sight and fear instilled in us at the thought of these newborns awakening and attacking us ruthlessly. Suddenly, without warning Damon lit up the box with his lighter and burned down the box and the newborns along with it. “Oh God Damon ! What did you do ?” I shouted while whispering. “Zoe, they have been turned and they are much better dead than alive as they can not be brought back to normalcy. Just trust me, this the best solution for us,” Damon said. “Damon is right, Stone. Let’s just cover our tracks and get out of here before we get caught,” Draven said.

☆☆☆ Inside It was foggy within but they could still see what lies buried within the cemetery, they walked stealthily like ghosts trying effectively not to attract unwanted attentions. The Zompires are dead creatures considered to be undead, their existence is a curse and an abomination of the hidden world itself. They are ludicrous and predictable unlike other creatures on the planet, they're visibly blind but attracted to noises and lights. They could transform others at will with just a bite but that differs between species. It hasn't been really tested on a dhampir but Rapidfire was not ready to try that out yet.