Root Of Nightmares Titan Armor の小説・ストーリー

Jess sat up right and once more it was pitch black, that’s when jess understood what this was. “My nightmares.” Jess whispered, her voiced echoed in the darkness, but it was as if Jess had just said the key for everything to explode. Every single one of her bad memories, jumped out of the dark, young Jess sitting with her dead mother, trying to clean her wound, hoping she will wake up if Jess just keeps pressure on it. Her Father chasing her, beating her, screaming at her. Her beast tormenting her once again. All the Jess’s, the young ones or the older ones, each one of them that cried out in pain as they were being cut, burned or beaten, each Jess that was ever told how she should just die,

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."

If I fight back, Then the Hardware-Guardian overheats and kills everyone. The Siege of the Silver God Outside, in the "Real" space of the Spire, the situation was descending into a metallic nightmare. The Hardware-Guardian that Leo had "Infected" was now a Possessed Titan. Its silver limbs were twitching with the conflict between Leo’s violet Noise and Arthur’s red Command. It was a 500-foot-tall lightning rod, discharging bolts of raw data that turned the Andean foothills into "Blue-Screens" of frozen reality.

Their heads were sensor clusters glowing with a singular red eye. Their right arms ended in rotary cannons. Their left arms were anti-riot shock prods, crackling with enough electricity to jumpstart a city. "Titans!" Ben screamed, his voice muffled by the mask. "We can't fight those! Small arms are useless!" The Titans stepped onto the maintenance rails. They didn't need to walk the bridge; they had magnetic clamps on their boots. They walked heavily along the walls, flanking the team, their cannons spinning up with a sound like tearing canvas.

The tattered skiff beneath our feet disintegrated into a cloud of iron dust as the sheer force of our re-connection pushed the silver mist away, creating a hundred-foot crater of absolute vacuum in the center of the vault. Dante’s form expanded, the rusted leather of his scrapper jacket tearing away as the "Void-Titan" armor manifested across his chest like black iron plates. His tattered wings snapped open, no longer the weak ribbons of the harbor, but massive sails of obsidian and crimson light that cut through the gold data-chains of the vault. "Zora," he rasped, his voice no longer that of a stranger. The grey eye was gone, replaced by the blazing, solid red of the Alpha who had burned t

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

Even now, days later, to access my powers feels like wading through mud with invisible chains weighing me down but when I do, I destroy them in an instant. “What do you want from me?” I asked, though I already feared the answer. “I want proof you’re more than raw power in a body,” Raven said. His eyes held me like steel. “I want to see the strong warrior I trained, the monster and also you in control of it.” A heavy gate opens at the far side of the arena. My stomach knotted. Titan stepped through. He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks.

She happily said as she observed him through the magical orb. A massive warship left a planet covered in dark thunderous clouds and joined the waiting fleet. A man wearing a black armor decorated with medals was standing and looking outside the observation deck. "Soon, Heavens Fall will be ours. The Nightmares will win this war." He smiled after saying these words with complete confidence. "Set course for Heavens Realm. Time to show those Starlian insects the might of the Nightmare's Dark Fleet." He ordered his men. The massive fleet began to move and advance towards a Titan Class Portal (a massive round purple portal). A much smaller ship is also with the fleet and is escorted by seven drea