The Multiverse Conqueror Novels & Stories

I was happy and glad that I have a second chance as I would make sure I don't make the same mistakes twice. Since I know what will happen in the next two years, I will do all I can to change it. Although I believe that the memory of that time was real, I still planned on confirming it. I believe that this second chance is given to me by the moon goddess, and I will live to my fullest. With those thoughts in mind, I fell asleep, it wasn't long before I woke up with a panicked look on my face as the memory of that time when I caught Dawson having sex with Arielle filled my head. It was a nightmare and a memory I wish to forget.

Before the helicopter had even landed, the battle was already over. The mutated mechanical bird couldn't withstand Victor's Death Laser at all. After all, the skill's strength increased with his combat power. Even without the combat power boost from the funnel, a Death Laser backed by a combat power of 336 was not something the mutated mechanical bird could endure at the current stage of the apocalypse. "It's over already?" Terrence exclaimed in disbelief. The other bodyguards who were rushing towards Terrence also froze on the spot.

Fumiya commented towards Eleonna. The girl gave him a smirk, "It may not seem like it, but I'm true to my words." And they may not see it, but Eleonna is on the verge of passing out due to the loud beating of her heart. There's something about this place that screams danger. What she saw earlier made her think that this game is really a huge deal. I mean, why would the heads hold this kind of a game in such a luxury place? For her, this place is a luxury hell with wealthy evils controlling the ones lower than them like a puppet.

Belphegor mentioned, putting his machine gun on top of his shoulder. “As the name implies, Cosmic Destroyer has the ability to ultimately nullify anything in existence. If it is wielded by a powerful mind, like Belphegor, it can be used to destroy anyone or anything anywhere in existence. It can even nullify and recreate entire timelines and multiverses,” Mammon again segued while I’m in the midst of my deep astonishment. That weapon is off the chart.

So much attitude for an old hag. How can I care for something I never wanted? There were a lot of papers bound together and I can't wait to read all of it but not here. I hid it in Emerald's file and rushed out of the room. Once I was inside my car, I rolled the windows up and read the surrogate contract. Okay. I didn't expect this. It's written here that Mary's daughter Natalie, who I've been told is late, signed this contract with Kim and Charles. And Natalie is Dave's biological surrogate mum and not Kim.

Antonia replied flatly, her voice smooth and entirely devoid of any past attachment. "I am here to execute an international merger, not to chase ghosts. Let’s get our notes ready for section five." Monica stood frozen, a cold chill of goosebumps breaking out across her arms. She realized with a sinking wave of dread that while Portia was still drowning in the unhealed trauma of the past, Antonia had genuinely, irreversibly crossed the bridge to the other side of their inverse universe. Once again, a suffocating wave of guilt flowed all over Monica, heavy and crushing. The clinical coldness in Antonia’s eyes was more terrifying than any scream of anger.

She would never agree to take it easy at home. “Do you think more monsters will try and come for me after I awaken?” Aurora asks from her seat. She looks absolutely adorable sitting there in a pink hoodie and faded jeans. Her brown hair comes down in curls, and her makeup is on point. She is wearing green contact lenses today, which suits her - even if I prefer her purple eyes. “I think so,” I won’t lie to her and sigh. “Purple-eyed werewolves are very special - you know that. They are descendants of the first wolves. The monsters know that and want your blood.”

“Remember, Constantine, you are now the Supreme Sorcerer. Your decisions will shape our future. Trust in your instincts, and protect our coven at all costs.” As they stood there in the chamber, bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, Constantine knew that the challenges ahead were fraught with uncertainty. The stone of Utah held the promise of unlocking hidden truths, but it also carried the potential for great peril. She would tread carefully, for the fate of their coven rested in her hands, and the shadows of the past threatened to emerge from the depths of history.

His fear of these two witches magicks warring with his need to stay close to his mate. Astrid reached out and lay a hand on his thick, sinewy forearm. "Wait, Warrior. There are things we must discuss first. Plans to be made." Brand huffed. "I have no plans that involve witches. My only plans involve getting myself somewhere safe until I can figure out how to get back to my ti…uh, home." "Ahh, but I know your other secret, Brandur the Destroyer. You already let it slip, remember? Besides, the Spirit has shown me. You are not from this time, are you?"

Noah’s smile stiffened, “How… how about other gods?” Black paused, deliberating over his word choice, “Some worlds have multiple gods or even a supreme god; however, yours does not.” Black coughed awkwardly, “And even if your world did have a god, those so-called deities only hold power within their own world. However! Rare as they might be, the multiverse does have entities powerful enough to be considered as gods, but they are in no way… holy.” What followed were outraged exclaims of “Hey!” and “Who are you calling unholy?!?” (凸ಠ益ಠ)凸