The Multiverse Conqueror Novels & Stories

And every single one of them carried a variation of the "Union-Sigil." "We aren't a 'Unique-Occurrence'," Lucas whispered, his hand trembling as he looked at the "Council-Hall" that spanned the center of the station. "We’re a 'Multiversal-Constant.' In every reality where the Curators tried to freeze the world, a Union rose up to 'Burn' the ice. We’re just the version that arrived from 'Sector-7'."

"I thought you said we patched the glitches." "I did," Scarlett smiled, her cosmic eyes flashing as she looked up at the endless dark sky beyond the palace. "But it seems the Supreme Sovereign was just a localized planetary manager. The real multiverse is finally knocking." Caleb tightened his grip on her waist, his feral grin returning. "Let them knock. We have a honeymoon to finish first."

"You’re going to turn five billion people into 'raw materials' because we’re not profitable?" "Actually, it’s closer to six billion if you count the integrated glitches," the Adjuster corrected mildly. "And it’s not about profit, per se. It’s about balance. The Multiverse is a closed system, Ms. Vance. We cannot have a 'Void-drifting anomaly' hogging this much mass without a valid permit." ### The Pencil-Pusher's Power He didn't raise a sword. He didn't cast a spell. He simply drew a single, long line across the top page of his clipboard.

"What the... why am I hearing things? Did the A.I. rebel and start attacking cities? Is the apocalypse starting? What is happening to me?" "Host, do not be afraid." Terrified, I remained frozen. "What are you?" "Congratulations, Host. The Supernatural Divine Godly Power System, or The Primordial System, has selected you to be your guide to becoming the strongest in the Universe and participating in the Multiverse." My jaw dropped. "The Supernatural Divine Godly Power System? The strongest in the universe? The Multiverse what?" The information overloaded my senses. I sat down, attempting to process the revelation. "The system, the strongest in the universe – is this some kind of joke?"

“You lay even a finger on him, and I’ll break you!” “Oh really? I’d love to see you—“ “I don’t even care if you are my goddamn cousin. I will show no mercy until someone physically pry’s my body off of your lifeless one. Sure, you’ve won everything and you took everything I owned away from me, but you won’t take away Singto because if you even try, I will kill you.” Randell raised an eyebrow feeling shocked to hear Krist fight back like this. Normally, all their arguments were one-sided since Krist just ignored everything he had to say without trying to fight back. He saw this different, stronger side of Krist, whwich he didn’t like.

He jerked off his body and almost fell off from his horse, roaming eyes around him. 'Who said that?' he thought. The Commander of his army, Panther, was fighting close to him, growls of bloodlust for the enemies coming from his mouth. His red eyes were enough to scare someone normal, his roars were more violent, the swinging of his sword was proving that he was a living monster in the mankind. "It is me," the voice whispered again. Moriah sighed with frustration, though the voice seemed familiar as if he heard that mysterious voice before. "I am the Lord of Life."

She nodded mutely, thoughts still churning as Harrison led her up to the sunny food court mezzanine. He pulled a chair out for her at a table overlooking the central atrium below. The familiar face instantly revived her spirits, though she remained confused by the chance encounter. After they ordered coffee, Harrison picked up on her inquisitive expression. He leaned back with a sigh, explaining, "My family actually owns this mall, though 'owned' might be more accurate now." "What do you mean?" Amelia asked. "Our debts have mounted to the point we're selling it off," he said ruefully, spreading his hands.

However, there were many scars on his arms, and they reminded me that regardless of how at ease Ren acted when he was with me, the man before me is one of the most notorious conquerors of our time. I didn’t know how many empires rose and fell at his hands… “What are you thinking about? You’ve gone silent on me again…” Ren asked in a whisper, his eyes still closed. “I…was just thinking that the battlefield is a very dangerous place…” I replied softly, while trying to keep my eyes away from his scars.

Mystics were divided into three levels: the earthly realm, the enlightened realm, and the transcendent realm. In her previous life, she was in the earthly realm, but after being reborn, she broke through and entered the enlightened realm. The opponent should have just entered the enlightened realm. Since returning, she had been steadily improving her strength, and with the protective divine artifacts that Moses had given her, she was stronger than him. Jenny sighed in relief. "That's good." Back at Harper Group, the amulet on Soloman's compass suddenly ignited and turned to ash. Soloman's expression changed slightly. "The opponent is strong. One person's blood isn't enough."

Elara, taking a step forward, asked, "Althor? Is it really you? What do you mean?" Althor chuckled, the sound echoing eerily around them. "Meranthia is saved, but the fabric of the multiverse is tearing. The Eclipsion was but a prelude. There are darker, more formidable forces awakening. Forces that even the guardians may not be able to withstand." Seraphina, defiantly, retorted, "Whatever challenges lie ahead, we'll face them together." Althor's eyes, now deep pools of void, met hers. "We shall see, young guardian. For now, remember this: as one chapter ends, another begins, and the story of the multiverse is far from over."