Strong Background Novels & Stories

Elizabeth's point of view: He bent down close to my ears, then whispered, "The five in the middle are the vampire convent. Behind each one of them stand four of the strongest vampires, with some very unique gifts and abilities." "Oh, I see!" was all I could utter while trying to avoid the looks of the vampires in the office. ........

Naoki offers, but I refuse, what Hiroki told me last night was right, I have to learn to be strong and to stand on my own, learn to do things alone and repeat it as many times as necessary until I get it right, I want to prove now that I am able to do things my way. After a while, without any result, my back starts to hurt, I feel a burning in my stomach from hunger, since I have not had breakfast, I begin to feel fatigued, I do not know if it is because of the midday heat or because I have not slept or eaten well.

Whereas mine was the ability to look into a person's soul, apparently I could look into someone's soul as deep as I wanted if I learned how to use my powers. She then told me that even though I was a skilled mage there were certain problems I faced as my powers were stronger in intensity as compared to others due to the volatile nature of my soul. Hence, making me a potential target for the Black Mages who kept their frightening reputation at bay by draining strong and powerful souls like mine to increase their strength so as to one day take over every mage alive. I then asked her, where I came from? Did I have a family?

* "But it's stronger!" *It's older. More established. But I'm more compatible. More adaptable. More willing to change. That gives me power.* Through the bonds, I felt her gathering strength. "What do you need from us?" *Keep working. Keep rebuilding. The faster you eliminate foundation, the weaker the Structure becomes.* "And in the meantime?" *I fight. I hold the line. I prove I'm strong enough.* She sounded certain. Strong. Older than before. "We'll work as fast as we can. We'll free you."

I even started running faster than before. My stamina and strength had both increased, and the discovery filled me with excitement. When I returned home that evening, Chris told me to come outside for another fight. Instantly, I became extremely nervous. He looked at me and chuckled. “If you face an enemy looking like that, they won’t show you any mercy. In fact, you’ll only give them a reason to kill you quickly. People with strength respect people with strength, and powerful people make way for powerful people. No one tolerates the weak.”

the old man replied, "but the higher you go, the stronger the pressure becomes. Those with weaker strength may be unable to scale these steps." The crowd’s expressions fell at this revelation. The peculiar gravity made it clear that this place was no sanctuary for experts. Prolonged exposure to its effects could be perilous. Realizing their own strength might be insufficient, some in the group began to fear they might not even have a chance to advance.

They felt as if they were in extreme coldness. They were shaking all over and they could not even move their bodies. Everyone looked at David with horror on their faces. ‘This person is so strong! ‘He can make everyone motionless with his aura alone!’ Everyone here was a well-known figure in the trading street of Sole. Their strength was evident since they were able to thrive in this place. Hence, they were certainly not weak. However, they were so overwhelmed by a young man who appeared out of nowhere that they could not lift their heads.

My body was on the brink of exhaustion, my strength waning, but I couldn't afford to give in. "We need to stay strong," I managed to utter, my voice strained as I addressed my allies. Their responses were a testament to their unwavering resolve. Bonbon's call to "enhance" had already boosted my strength, but I had to go even further. The threads wrapped around me again, channeling their energy into me. The power surged, almost too much to bear, but I had to harness it, direct it.

I replied with a mocking tone. He gave me a droll stare. •• "Okay, I get it! You're really strong, please don't break my neck!" I yelled in panic from the smaller hand holding on to the back of my neck with an unbelievable strength, and pulling me to a massive building with a billboard close enough which said— Hells Teen institution for the damned. I was dragged into the concrete, massive building with the stranger's hand on the back of my neck. His grip was mother fucking strong, I couldn't even think of beginning to pull away. How the fuck did someone smaller than me be so strong?

I took a couple of steps back and looked at the strong man, who radiated power from every corner. "What the hell is going on here?"