Super Sentai Novels & Stories

Name of the badass: [Long Chen] Bone age: [16 Years] Level: [Refining body 999+1] Energy: [Unlimited] Race: [???] Bloodline: [???] Instant learning: [All skills learned will reach the ultimate skill level, and will be mastered instantly. There was a box that said [Supreme Skills]. Instant learning: [All skills learned will reach the ultimate skill level, and will be mastered instantly. There was a box that said [Supreme Skills]. Long Chen used his divine sense to try to communicate with the projected painting, what happened next almost made him cry with joy, the painting unfolded showing the names of hundreds of thousands of abilities whose names always carry the supreme word, but There wer

Not only was Souichiro a powerful martial artist, but he also came equipped with the Demonbane and the exoskeletal suit created using Country A's genetic technology. It was impossible for Souichiro not to be invincible!

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Normally in Fantasma, Alehandro and Sasu were already capable of becoming a general nor commander in any nations in the central continent, yet in Aeternum both of them were still considered a mid level officer. “This is nothing Alfred…both of them were is a top notch batch of elites that I picked myself…Alehandro was a member of a Special Forces, he was among the best..Sasu on the other hand was one of my personal bodyguard…Aeternum military, were built and trained differently from any other nation nor kingdom that has eve existed in Fantasma…as matter of fact, while other nation were barely have a threat level 1 soldier…but in Aeternum army, a threat level 1 fighter is only a minimum qualif

Lucifer stretched his body and said casually, “As expected from the Primordial Divine Ape Race’s signature martial art move, Sacrilegious Ascension is indeed powerful. However, my clan also has a similar Supernatural Power. It was created by my father and is called Supreme Form.” “Supreme Form?” In the distance, many beasts frowned upon hearing the Supernatural Power. “Could it be Emperor Xacobe’s signature martial art skill, Supreme Form?” “What’s Supreme Form?” “I don’t know.” Many Outsiders and beasts from the Three Thousand Worlds gathered here were from great families and knew a lot. Some had heard of Supreme Form, while others were clueless. Lucifer spoke again. “It’s a unique techniqu

“Yes, it did make me question your integrity, but certainly gave me quite a peek into your personality. If it makes you feel any better, you weren’t the only woman who thought of me that way that night.” “Actually, not really it doesn’t. Oh, god I even thought you were an addict.” I shake my head covering my face with my hands as I relive every single thought, I had that night. “Okay, let me just apologize now because…You know…Ok so I have a million questions but lets just start with. Who…Or what are you and how exactly is this even possible?” “Calm down, your hyperventilating. I am Annunaki, we are a warrior race who were created to serve the gods. We are created from their blood.”

Moments later, Rachel was unlocking a compartment in the backyard of the house that looked like a large refrigerator just as Damon and Carol watched its contents come into view. Folded and set in a box, was the yellow fabricated super suit with a yellow lightning bolt emblem at the chest area that Damon felt with his fingers. "It's a little dusty," Rachel said, "but I think it'll still fit." It was the suit that Damon had worn back when he had been the speedster Spartan.

She spoke staring at them adamantly. " Who are you to decide what happens here?" Chief Medellin spoke regaining from the shock. She smiled at their surprised faces and looked at the skies, the clouds moved aside and the sun shone brightly, it's hotness hits at them with full voltage. "I am Special from the underground and I decide what happens here." Her thunderous voice aroused the earth and the sun went back in bringing out a cool Serene to the battle field. Jeiel fell down thunderously and hit the floor like a limp of soil. Special glanced at him and then at the wizards whose mouths were hung open in the air.

The old children's stories called them werewolves. Every Superior had similar characteristics, such as shapeshifting into a wolf, faster healing, a heightened immune system, exceptional speed, super strength, an incredible metabolism, flawless skin, and a mighty temper. Some Superiors were even rumored to have additional gifts. With the introduction of Superiors, a few power-hungry governments saw an opportunity to use these advanced humans as personalized weapons, created super armies, and began attacking other countries. Pretty soon World War IV started. It was inevitable.

A normal night. But normal never lasts. Crow slid into the chair beside me, gray streaking his beard, eyes sharp as ever. He was one of the older ones, a man who’d seen enough wars—both on foreign soil and right here in these walls—to know when something was shifting. “She’s still here,” he said, voice low. “Yeah.” “You plan on explaining that to the boys?” I took a drag from the cigarette, exhaled slow. “No explanation needed.” Crow’s chuckle was dry. “That’s not how this place works. You know that.”