Overclocked Infinite Novels & Stories

What if the man you loved threw you away like you were nothing, the moment he no longer needed you? What if he did it in the middle of the end of the world, and left you to die in the worst way possible? That is exactly what happened to Serelle. She gave Cassian everything for two years, her food, her safety, her heart, only to find out he had a wife the whole time. When she stopped being useful to him, he threw her outside to the zombies and let them finish her. But death was not the end of her story. Fortunately for her, and very unfortunately for everyone who wronged her, Serelle wakes up three months before the apocalypse with a strange new system inside her head. This time she has p

He didn't slow down; the massive influx of data gave his muscles an unholy, lightning-fast overclock. He became a mobile super-server of absolute death. He tore through the sniper lines like a viral deletion script, moving so fast his body left a trailing blur of golden electricity. In less than six seconds, the remaining eighty snipers on the western ridge were completely cleared from the processing queue, their broken forms thrown down into the abyss below. The sky went quiet again. The runic bombardment stopped. Down in the valley, the two thousand disconnected wolves gasped as their golden circuitry violently snapped back online, their power restored through their Alpha’s overdriven vein

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.

Eliana wrote the number '1' on the board. "Mode One. Let's call it Overclock," she said. "This is when you channel absorbed kinetic energy directly into your nervous system to achieve superhuman velocity—like your Mach 2 sprint from the pass. Your synapses fire a thousand times faster than a baseline human's." * The Power: Lightning speed, enhanced reflexes, the ability to generate massive momentum from a standstill. * The Weakness: Micro-tearing of the muscle fibers and rapid Caloric Debt. "If you stay in Overclock for more than three minutes," Eliana warned, underlining the time limit twice, "your muscles will literally begin to dissolve into lactic acid. Your legs will snap under your own

They will be used to tilt the land and rebuild his territory. This is some of the recollection of the old Eduard memories in his mind.The other things were disregarded by Eduard. They are not useful for him and only part of Eduard personal experience. While he was busy with recalling all the information he needs to survive this world, a transparent skill suddenly opened in front of him. [ welcome to the True strongest system] "Hmm, a real support system!" He muttered with an excited expression on his face. The appearance of the system was not something to be shocked for him, instead he was curious on how it feels when you have this thing with you.

It made a deep excavation as it rolled toward his opponent. Again, Jack just shields himself with the water he dug up from the ground. "It's useless, Amaris. I will just keep on quenching the fire and you'll just get exhausted. Come on. Just forget about your past and live with us. Only magic can offer you everything you need."

I pulled the interface cable from my deck and jammed it raw into the optic bundle. The Citadel’s mainframe was supposed to be an impenetrable fortress of ICE (Intrusion Countermeasures Electronics). In the original timeline, it had taken me a week to crack the outer firewall. Tonight, armed with the Origin-Code and the sheer momentum of our speedrun, it felt like pushing my hand through wet paper. < OVERRIDE: EXECUTIVE AUDIO_ROUTING > < MICROPHONE STATUS: LIVE > "You're in," I said, looking up at Dax. "The whole room can hear you. Actually, the whole building can hear you."

I’ve never seen a man like this—seen a man act like this. He turns and takes a bottle of oil from his top drawer and then sits next to me on the bed on top of the towel in the semi-darkness. “You want to see how I make myself come?” My eyes drop to his cock and I nod, unable to speak through my arousal. I feel like I am having an out of body experience. This stuff doesn’t happen to me. Men like this don’t happen to me. Am I dreaming? He lies back and slowly opens the bottle of oil and begins to pour it over his cock and stomach.

She was not one of them. The mama then motioned for her and the other young lady to follow to the etiquette test. There she met with the rest of the ladies and there were only 20 ladies left from the original 50. More than a half of the ladies were eliminated in this test. A straight line was made with white sand and three pieces of jadeite were put on her shoulder and her head. “Walk the entire length of this white sand line. Those who drop their jadeite first will be eliminated.”

Somehow, it felt different, though. “What’s going on?” I called upon the System desperately. This time, it emerged. “A group of rogue players helped her. They wanted to use her to get revenge on the Core System and destroy everything here.” The grand plan sounded horrifying, but nothing much came out of it. Met with my skepticism, the System grew upset. “They had prior exposure to the Core System’s energy, so they spent years in research and development to find a way to neutralize the power. If they hadn’t picked a silly character who was obsessed with love, they might have succeeded.”