Scp: Overlord Novels & Stories

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞

Several seconds passed before he finally spoke coldly. "Fine. I'll tell you the truth." Darrel instantly perked up. Theron's eyes shifted toward Scarlett. Then he said slowly, "Scarlett... is the Commander of Obsidian."

Another of the alphas said and I nodded, my mind momentarily drifting to my phone with the urge to check it. Lucien was outside, but he wouldn’t text me at a time like this. If he wanted to tell me something, he would have easily used the mindlink. “You don’t need to know about the vessel, that’s not important. What I want you to keep an eye out for is a shift in power balance.” I added, trying as much as possible to hold back the urge to state that my son was the vessel. “We’ll keep an eye out there, it’s very rare to have the Overlord himself talk to us about—”

When the heatwave apocalypse hit, the world turned into a literal oven. It was 140 degrees outside. The water dried up, and the power grid went completely dead. We had no choice but to make a run for the underground bunkers. Luckily, my boyfriend, Hudson, awakened ice powers. He is a man of few words, but he caters to my every whim. One day, I was being my usual spoiled self, begging him to waste his precious energy to make me some ice cream, when a sudden memory flooded my brain. It was a plotline. I realized I was living in a romance novel, and I was nothing but the useless, high-maintenance side character. All beauty, zero survival skills, and a constant burden to Hudson. According to

Moss sat back on the reclining chair and tap his cigarette on the saucer near a vase full of yellow marigolds. "So, you're saying we could only attack at night?" Rat asked, he stood on the back of the black couch while Blanche studied what was inside the microchip on the laptop she had. They're on the abandoned building where Moss can feel a chill down his spine every time, so he planned to follow them wherever they'd go so that ghost can't have him. By now, Blanche must've found and understood what the microchip contained: The blueprint of Hent's mind.

(Drex cuts him shut) "Did I just hear but from you? But what huh? Drex asked furiously as he flew toward General Marco " But sir, they gave you infinite power to over throne the previous overlord" General Marco completed his statement in fear "I WANT MORE POWER!!! Drex concluded as he knocks General Marco down, he passes out immediately but unfortunately dies "Let this be a waring to anyone to defiles my order" The overlord said as he flew back to his throne and appoints a new General leading the troops

It might be too much to say that he could turn the situation around, but he could, at the very least, greatly increase the odds of winning rate. A real Overlord was more effective than dozens of partial Overlords in a battle between level 9 civilizations. If Elora knew that David had the soul power of an Overlord, there was a high probability that Elora would convince David to participate in the next battle to defend his homeland!

*trrrrink trrrrink* Bennie stopped and moved towards the table's direction before he stretched his hand to pick up the phone. "Whatever is it, It better be important!! now speak. "Bennie spoke in a foul mood as he was interrupted during his fun hours. A rough sound of a man came from the other side of the phone, "Boss Bennie, Madam Jenna visited that boy's house with a small bag; we don't know her purpose for visiting him. What should we do?" "That fucker, I'm tired of hearing about him. Kidnap that bastard tomorrow and kill him; I'll handle the police work and media...wait, don't just kill him directly. Torture him first before killing him." "Ok, Boss." Somewhere near Sheeran's house

She closed the distance, engaging the deep-sea assassin in a blindingly fast, lethal dance of close-quarters combat right in the center of our hacker's nest. "Hold the penthouse!" Dax roared over the comms, the sound of his Interceptor's engine screaming as he threw it into gear. "The Vanguard is on the way up! Don't let them touch the Code-Born!" I planted myself in front of the couch where Leo and the kids were sleeping, raising my pistol with trembling hands. The tutorial was definitely over. The World Council was here, and they had brought the ocean with them.

Below deck, the War Room was a battlefield of ideology. "You’re asking me to abandon the only tactical advantage we have!" Commander Sarah Vance’s voice was like a whip. She slammed her hand onto the holographic table, causing the display of the Acheson Trench to flicker. "The Sonic Disruption Torpedo is a kill-switch, Elara. It’s the only thing that stops the Architects from finishing the Harvest. And now you’re telling me they’re 'running away' from something else? That we should help them hide?"