Super Sans Novels & Stories

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

I yell, and she coughs, trying to sit up straight in her chair and put on a professional face. “Right, no you’re right. Hmm.” She puts her finger on her mouth as she thinks. “What did you say back?” “I said no, that I'm not a sub.” “It’s not that you’re not ever a sub though–” “He said he’d pay extra.” “He did what now?” Her mouth drops open. “Extra?” “Yeah, he wants to pay extra to have me. He said double.” Sel and I share a silent look. I'm grimacing awkwardly, and her mouth is wide open in shock.

They subconsciously agreed not to close the doors for other people. However, if one of them had problems, the other would be there to help. It was the kind of friendship that Sane valued the most as it wasn’t that high maintenance, something that he couldn’t afford to give considering his circumstance. He even considered time as a luxury that he didn’t wish to waste on something superficial, although he wasn’t saying that friendship was superficial.

he answered, leaning forward to stare at me curiously. “So there’s this Alien-Scientist who was the assistant to the chief in charge of the laboratory, they had a project called—SUPER-SOLDIER Project- Using that Alien tissue you brought from the Proxima Centauri B, extracting their genome and editing them to create a powerful formula that will turn an ordinary human into superhero, with abilities to teleport and disappear as well as to self-repair. Unfortunately, after many trial-and-errors, it became obvious that the formula was only compatible with the person, whose specific, rare blood. The blood that is immune to HIV” Judging by his face, I could see that he knew what was next, since he

"Is something wrong with their health?" "No, they are perfectly healthy. In fact, they are too healthy," Susan said, her eyes wide with a mixture of awe and absolute terror. "Amora... their power cores aren't normal. Even for the children of a Supreme Alpha, this shouldn't be possible. Their small internal energies are already overlapping and multiplying each other's strength. They aren't just Alpha’s heirs." Susan stepped closer, her voice trembling. "They are Super-Alphas. Dual dominants. If their auras continue to develop at this speed, by the time they are toddlers, their raw physical strength and spiritual pressure will match the power of fully grown pack warriors."

What would you do with three months of foreknowledge before the end of the world? Nerida Quinn spent two years surviving a collapsed civilization, only to die betrayed and torn apart by mutated monsters in the desert. When she opens her eyes again, it’s three months before the apocalypse begins, and everything she lost is alive again: her home, her family, and the woman who destroyed her. Nerida isn’t interested in a quiet second chance. She’s interested in winning. Using knowledge of exactly what’s coming and a mysterious spiritual space capable of storing entire warehouses of supplies while stretching time to her advantage, Nerida sells everything she owns and begins hoarding on a scale

It cast a light across my vision. [CRITICAL SYSTEM WARNING!] [Extreme Danger! You are standing next to a legendary-level survivor!] [Target Scan: 'Justin' A Tier 2 Awakened Super-Human.] [LUS Warning: SSS-Class Partner 'Justin' detected. He is incredibly dangerous, but teaming up with him will give you legendary rewards! Do you want to invite him to join your team? Warning: If you fail to control him, he will kill you instantly.]

I was severely injured and only 30% of my HP was left. I used the Full Shield. This skill could protect me and my teammates for ten seconds. Within ten seconds, all damages were reduced by 40%, and all kinds of defensive abilities were increased. People jokingly call this ten-second Superman. In this state, I dashed out and dodged the next attack from the Phantasm.

Su Lan: "At least the auto heal is useful...sigh..." Su Lan got up from the floor and sat on the bed trying to sort out what was happening to her. So her great (50x) grandfather is the medicine god and she was thrown to this world because he ran out to play and she can't return home until he comes back.... The voice from before is a system called 101 and it lets her contact the gods if they ever have time! This body was poisoned in this by someone and was healed by her descendent blessing... So, "WHAT EXACTLY WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO HERE!!!!???"

P. I quickly explained that all of my knowledge came from one source only, my best friend Karsyn was a football fan and always dragged me along to watch the games. “Well if you ask me I’m glad you know who I am. The only problem now is I am at a disadvantage.” He said this so calmly yet his eyes showed a bit of flirtation in them. How could he Mr. MVP be at a disadvantage? He was famous and well known while I was nobody. I looked at him questioningly, “Why are you at a disadvantage?” He smiled as his eyes sparkled then leaned in closer and said, “While I find it flattering that you know me, it makes me wish I knew who you were. Now I have nothing to flatter you with.”