Razor Red Rising Novels & Stories

Chapter 7️⃣2️⃣ ❤️ Rise Of Tyranox (3) ❤️ Continuation From Last Episode: "What's happening to me?" Rozralas uttered, closing her eyes and trying to breath through her mouth and nose but somehow she was finding it very difficult to do that. Nevera ignored her question and focused on the red moon which was getting bigger and casting darkness all over the kingdom. Rozralas nose began to throb, and she felt a sticky warmth spreading beneath her nostrils. She tentatively touched her nose, and her gaze fell to her stained fingers. Blood.

"Generate. Bleed. Serve the Canopy." Participant 61 didn't walk into the arena; he erupted into it. He was a massive, heavily scarred riveter from the deep kinetic forges. The Red Rust had completely consumed his nervous system. His aura, viewed through Marcus's Chrome Diamond pupils, was a terrifying, jagged storm of toxic crimson spikes. His eyes were entirely black, dilated with sheer, psychotic agony. He was no longer a man; he was a vessel of pressurized, violent kinetic sickness desperately trying to explode.

*Bang* Red Rose kicked a Blood Golem away from her and dashed towards another to her right. Her eyes gleamed sharply as her red hair swayed in the wind, carrying the scent of blood. The Blood Golem that had gained her focus pushed forward fearlessly, knowing nothing of the thing called death. Without any hesitation the Blood Golem leapt at her, pulling back its arm and delivering a powerful blow that aimed to smash the war general of Intersection into a meat patty.

​The rise of the Red Moon; The "Blood-Gate", did not bring light to Neo-Tokyo. It brought a thick, coppery fog that tasted of ancient rust and dying stars. As the red crescent emerged from the Pacific, the "Zero-Variable" in Leo Vane’s veins didn't just hum; it screamed. It was a frequency of pure, unfiltered predatory instinct, a call from something that predated the "Wild Code" by eons.

Rizor yells. At that moment Klara and Ri run back into the cave. Rizor begins to levitate and red essence emanates from his form and his eyes turn red. Kyra breaks her concentration and the entire cave shakes. "I'm done playing these games!" He yells and then he aims a ball of light at Ri.

The night cracked open. Not softly, not gently... but like a rib snapping through flesh. The horizon glowed with a red that didn’t belong to the sky. It bled into the trees, painted the barn roof, glazed the farmhouse windows in something thick and pulsing. The kind of red that didn’t shine. It pulsed. It breathed. The Bleeding Moon had risen.

The contrast in their stature was quite glaring as Razor almost towered him in height. “Look.” Razor said, swatting Chris’ hand away from his chest. “I am not here to impress anyone. My goal is to do my best and become stronger. If your father likes it, that’s good. If he doesn’t, then I’ll work on my area of weakness. As for you, you better watch your mouth. Not everyone is as they seem and there is more to some people than their looks alone. If you think I have it in mind to impress you, then you must be delusional. If you don’t like me or you are not impressed, guess what? I don’t give a fuck."

Hundreds, thousands of them. Massive, extravagant arrangements of the rarest, deepest crimson roses the exact, aggressive shade of the power suit Zara was currently wearing. Within sixty seconds, the minimalist corporate lobby was transformed into a suffocatingly beautiful, overwhelmingly fragrant sea of red. The scent of roses was so thick and intoxicating it made Zara's head spin. The entire Vance Design staff had stopped working, coming out of their offices to stare in absolute shock at the sheer, ridiculous billionaire flex unfolding in front of them.

I yell and struggle under him. He lifts himself but only enough to hover and glare at me, “You are in no position to make demands right now,” he seethes through his teeth. A pause, how do you respond to something like that in a way that won’t lead to you losing your life? I suddenly give him the brightest smile I can muster, “Red looks good on you Parks,” I reach out and touch his ears, “All we need now is smoke coming out of this and you will be perfect.”

I did not mind at all, but they had clearly triggered me. The production team officially announced the change. Lydia's fans went wild. [Look at how powerful our Lydia is. Her opportunities skyrocketed after the official announcement yesterday!] [Lydia is so beautiful. Rosie was completely out of match! She has nothing but some money from her family!] [Someone must be furious now!] My fans jumped into the fray, too. [What's wrong with Rosie? Does she have bad acting? She had plenty of great work throughout the years.] [Lydia wears a poker face all the time.]