Rebellion The 100 Novels & Stories

‎Still. ‎Unfamiliar. ‎ ‎And wearing the burning sun symbol. ‎ ‎The new leader. ‎ ‎ ‎

There he was— leaning against the auditorium doorway, dressed in all leather black, clutching a helmet, exuding that dangerous calm was— Killian Lancaster— The school bad boy— The school rebel. The dream boy of every female. Boys wanted to be like him, girls wanted him as a boyfriend, teachers saw him as a nuisance who's hardly in school or attended classes but somehow aced all his classes. He's freaking hot with his tall lean intimidating height, coupled with his pretty face and his long jet black hair hanging on his shoulders to round off the ensemble. His water glass eyes that melted both boys and girls fixated on me.

Beyond the marble walls, the Human Quarters sprawled in muted shades of gray and rust, a testament to the suffering we allowed to fester. I stared at the horizon, the guilt pressing against me like a second skin. Somewhere out there, in that decrepit sprawl, were lives I had failed, names and faces I couldn’t forget. The girl who’d dropped her water bucket on a patrol route years ago. The starving man I’d once overlooked as he crumpled in the dirt. The families dragged away after rumors of rebellion. Each memory was a weight I carried, a ghost that lingered just behind my every step. “The rebellion is no longer scattered whispers,” Merrin’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Intercepted message

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION] [QUEST GENERATED: THE REBELLION ARC] [Build a coalition against author tyranny] [Recruit allies: 0/50] [Establish safe zones: 0/5] [Survive Lucian's counter-attack] [Reward: Story Liberation - Partial narrative independence] "The System just gave me a quest," Adrian said, reading the notification. "About starting a rebellion." "The System supports rebellion against its own controller?" Cassian looked skeptical. "No. I think..." Adrian frowned. "I think the System is becoming independent. Like the world itself is rejecting Lucian's control."

“Repeat after me. I pledge my life to the cause of freedom, to protect the weak, and to fight against the tyranny of the crown.” “I pledge my life to the cause of freedom, to protect the weak, and to fight against the tyranny of the crown.” I repeated the words, feeling each one resonate within me. After we had walked for a few more minutes, the trees began to thin, and the path started to widen. I could see the outlines of small structures in the distance, and my heart skipped a beat as I realized where we were headed. The redhead turned to me, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she spoke. “Welcome to the rebellion.”

Many of them died taking their first real breaths. In just two seasons we have managed to rehabilitate about 40% of them. Our rebellion rose from those survivors. As we traveled from west to east and east to west, our numbers grew. The Luxandran nation has many sins to atone for across several continents. Combined with what remained of the Stellar Rebellion, we are a force numbering in the thousands that spans our entire world. One can now say that the sun never sets on the Solar Rebellion. My tablet is ringing. I answer. Everything is finally in place. The signal is clear.

The sixteen allies, united by the common thread of freedom, huddled in secrecy, far from the prying eyes of Athena's enforcers. Maximus, his eyes gleaming with a fierce resolve, took charge of the impromptu war council. "We cannot afford to underestimate Bastian and his soldiers. Our survival hinges on outsmarting them at every turn," he declared, his voice a low murmur carrying the weight of rebellion. The rebels, a diverse group with different backgrounds and skills, listened intently. Among them were former gladiators, skilled artisans, and even a few who possessed knowledge of the wilderness – a formidable blend of talents that Maximus sought to harness.

“We Brits should’ve done in all you bloody Highlanders when we ’ad the chance.” Murtagh growled. “Ye daft—” “Would you two idiots swear like some fucking American cowboys for once? Christ,” Rebel swore. He had their attention again now. Solomon’s finger was already on the trigger, as was Rebel’s. Rebel’s grip tightened in threat. “Last chance,” he warned. “Your ol’ antidote will die with me, Rebely.” At the moment, Rebel couldn’t bring himself to care. He’d originally intended to do this without Solomon, so why the hell did it matter? He’d protect Lily for as long as it took and find another way. He’d made a mistake coming here.

I looked at the assembled forces from six different Earths, all breathing hard, all having bled for the same cause. "This," I said, my voice carrying through Luna's network to all six realities, "is what we can accomplish together. Remember this moment. This is proof that cooperation works." The cheers echoed across six realities. Chapter 126: Revolution in Nihilus POV: Riley The rebellion in Earth-Nihilus happened swiftly. Citizens who'd been forced into partial void-corruption turned against their Void Cult leadership. The Absence and their fellow cultist-leaders were overthrown in a single bloody night.

" A quiet settles again. Unity bends but doesn't break. I walk up next to Nova. I tell Tomas, "Then stand with us." "Help us make it. Please help us keep it calm. He thinks for a second. His eyes dart back and forth between Kael and Nova. "I will not be a part of the rebellion," he says firmly. The word "rebellion" hangs heavy. Nova's jaw gets a little tighter. "This isn't rebellion," she says. Tomas shakes his head.