The General Clone Wars Novels & Stories

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

“Why? Why keep building more of me?” Lucien’s smile darkened. “Because you were never one woman. You were always a formula. The perfect equation. And I” he tapped his temple, “am the answer.” He pressed a button. And all the tanks lit up. The clones inside began to awaken. The Final Fight Begins Roman and Petra opened fire, taking down the first wave of Lucien’s guards. Lena hurled a pulse grenade at the control panel, buying them time. But the clones, half-born and confused, began to move.

“So you weren’t just inserted.” He stepped closer. “You were activated.” The clone turned to him. His tone was so close to Cassian’s real voice it echoed unnaturally. “You weren’t meant to be public, Cassian. You were meant to protect the foundation from inside. But you deviated. You felt too much. You collapsed the architecture your father built.” Aria moved to Cassian’s side. “And that’s exactly why he can’t be replaced.” The clone looked to her, and for the first time, his mask faltered.

Holding my hand, he whispered, “Mom, Dad hasn’t left us. He has gone to destroy that ‘clone’ mother, who is being created in the primal laboratory at the center of the Earth. Dad knows that if that clone is completed, she will take your place and seize the entire Moreno Empire.” I stood frozen. My own clone? Who is creating it? And why did Lucas go alone? I tightly gripped my silver sword. “Son, we have to return to Earth. We can’t leave Lucas alone in this danger.” We entered our small emergency capsule once again. Cutting through the endless void of space, we began our journey back to our blue planet—Earth. During the journey, I could only think about Lucas’s enchanting smile.

No, his thoughts were consumed with the girl he loved, the twisted legacy of Monroe, and the road that still stretched ahead. Aurora slept in the other room, the soft rise and fall of her chest a reminder that, for the first time in a long while, there was something worth fighting for. His gaze flickered over the city below, but he could barely make out the distant streets. The world beyond felt blurry, like everything was veiled in a haze. Maybe it was just him, or maybe it was the weight of all that was yet to come. He couldn’t deny it. He was scared. Not for his own life, but for what might happen to her. To them. The clone wars had taken so much already. How much longer could they surviv

"Woah... I slept for almost a thousand years? Is this still in Z-tur Stellar Space?" "Answering, yes, and master is currently in Marvon Base, which no longer exists. The base was destroyed in the Interstellar War IV between the Freelancers and the Federal Union. The base was rebuilt with a new name, Glaios." Leqaria scowled. "What the… Then, which side triumphs in the last war?" "History says that it was The Freelancer who won the war, but three hundred years later, the Federal Union got it back and has governed the base until now."

Zeno:Pluto great general Kataros:Get our warriors ready and alert our allies the sun warriors that we are entering their space and to be ready for our arrival Zeno:As you wish great general (turns and talks to the soldiers nearest to him)well you have your orders get ready for war(as he walks away to go and inform the sun warriors of their arrival) Sun planet. Fire Lord Leto (supreme leader of the sun planet):(addressing his soldiers)men we have received information that kataros the great general and overlord of the cryptoian planet has entered the milky way galaxy our own galaxy (everyone starts getting concerned).Leto continues:No need to panic they have asked for our help and we will help

"You told me the factory is already running. You told me King Solas has the blueprints." "He does," the scientist confirmed with a chilling smile. "The Citadel laboratories are fully automated. The Aurelian King has thousands of loyal subjects willing to sacrifice their bodies for his holy war against the Northern savages. He is mass-producing the synthetic clones right now." A cold dread pooled in my stomach. One clone had nearly wiped out the continent. An army of them was an extinction-level event. "He cannot power them," Ashren rumbled from the shadows. The Architect tilted his head, looking at the massive wolf.

"You've returned... to join us?" Gale shifted, Kane lunging, but the figure dodged, countering with a burst of silver-dark energy that sent him sprawling. Autumn's heart hammered—this wasn't just an imposter; the legacy sensed a blood tie. A clone, grown from Elias's captured essence during his imprisonment by the Order, infused with the Shadowed One's will. "Why?" Autumn demanded, channeling the amulet, a beam of starlight slamming into the clone's armor, cracking it. Rebels rallied, guardians clashing with rogues, but the army pressed, their numbers endless.

"Can you walk?" "I can do better than that." He shoved Mom's helping hands away and climbed to his feet through sheer force of will. "I can fight. But first..." He looked around at the clones, who were still standing motionless, freed from the network but unsure what to do with their sudden independence. "We need to do something about my brothers." "They're programmed to kill us." "They were programmed. Past tense." Valerius walked toward the nearest clone—a younger version of himself, still dripping with tank fluid, eyes wide with confusion. "Hey. Can you understand me?"