Savior Remnant 2 Novels & Stories

My shoes hit puddles of ash-colored water, the ground slick with mud and something darker. Bodies. Six, maybe more, sprawled across the gravel, eyes still open. My men. My people. “Boss!” someone yelled. One of the survivors, crawling from behind a wrecked truck. His leg was bleeding, his voice hoarse. “They came from nowhere. Masks. Automatic rifles. We didn’t even get a warning.” “Where’s the product?” I shouted. He pointed weakly toward the warehouse. “Inside… some still there. Most gone.” I didn’t wait.

crater of shattered reality."The conversation was a tangle of controlled hysteria. The stakes were infinitely high, and they all knew it. Sama, their greatest asset, was also their greatest risk. Her aura, an effect of her virtually unlimited psychic potential, was a storm without a lighthouse, a scream without a hush. It was the embodiment of her soul, and it was ready to kill everything."I need you to say what's happening," Sama's voice, strained and splintered, came across the intercom. "I can sense the walls of the room collapsing. It's as if my mind is splintering.""Stay with us, Sama," Dean said, his voice soft, a lifeline to hold on to in the storm. "We have an antidote. His name is

"They are always active. I think they are going to be runners. Athletes. They never stop moving." "Or they are going to be CEOs. Restless and driven, like their mother." I smiled in the darkness. "Maybe both. They can be whatever they want to be. I am going to make sure they have that chance." He was quiet for a moment. Then he said, "Solomon thinks we will have a location on the server by the end of the week. Once we know where The Remnant is operating from, we can move against them." "And then?" "And then we end this. For good this time."

The sound vibrated through the floorboards and into the marrow of his bones. "It is a glitch in the blood link!" The Priestess of the Eastern Sector's voice cut through the chamber. Her gold serpent mask shimmered under the flickering lights. "The Recall command was absolute. Her DNA is hard-coded into the clock's core. She should have been pulled back to her bed the moment the gear turned." "Something blocked it." Valerius's voice was low, venomous. A thin trail of blood leaked from his nostril the price of forcing a temporal reset. He wiped it away with his sleeve, his eyes never leaving the massive interlocking gears above him.

They were a storm. ​"The 'Remnant-Syndicate' is over, Valerius," Rhea said, stepping over the wreckage of the console. She didn't kill him. She didn't need to. The man was already a ghost of a dead world, a parasite without a host. ​"You’ve ruined the balance," Valerius whispered, his blue eyes fading. "Without the 'Archive', the world will become... unpredictable. It will become... wild." ​"That’s the point," Rhea said.

We were now in the era of the Second Genesis, and the first cry of the new world was going to be ours. ​The Ninth Peak is entering the Deep Static, a realm where reality is as thin as a shadow and memories can kill. As Elara tracks the "Prime" signal, she discovers that Sarah-Prime isn't just building a successor—she’s rebuilding Elara’s father, the man whose death started the entire Ninth Core rebellion. But is it a reunion or a trap designed to test Elara's final humanity?

However, the ruler of the eastern continent would be viewed only as an ant by an organization as strong as North Treasure Merchant. "Sorry for the slight disturbance. Then we'll move on to the next item: "the curtain comes back open and just like before, another pretty maid carries a table with a glass case on top. Inside is a blood red beast core covered in massive qi energy. "As you can see, the 12th item is the beast core, certainly not the ordinary beast core. This is a level 5 beast originating from a fiery level 5 demonic beast, burning cloud beast!" Exclaimed the old man, who took everyone by surprise.

The Kyrexin-X dispersal device. Even in the dim emergency light, its matte black form radiated a quiet menace—unmistakable, unyielding, and ominous. A gasp of joy escaped her lips as she rushed toward it. She powered it on, punching in the override sequence: #7991-Zero-Five-Nine-Star The screen lit up. Relief flooded through her. It had worked. She didn't even remember that she had been concerned that she would forget the codes, it was like an otherworldly energy was inside her, propelling her only forward.