The Only Supreme Commander Alive Novels & Stories

"And if they don't believe me?" "Then I'll make them believe you." I felt the serum stirring in my veins, weak but present. "I'm still the Silver Death. That has to count for something." We climbed out of the tunnel into gray dawn. Smoke rose from the compound behind us, black columns against the pale sky. Survivors stumbled through the trees, bloody and shell shocked. Maybe two hundred. Out of three thousand. "Commander Alexei." A massive warrior appeared, uniform torn and burned. "Sir, we're scattered. No organization. No leadership. What are your orders?"

He looked around, “That goes to all of you. Stick that in your f`cken minds. And if you can`t do it just say it so I can deal with you right now!” “Relax. Lower your gun.” I said “And for how long will you go MIA?” “Hopefully only for this year.” I said, “But if we go to war, I`ll be back to take over for good, Commander.” Black Jesus took out his gun and grabbed the Commander again. “Who is the reason you are a commander today?” “Mastermind!” “And who do you think is protecting you from your superiors about the drugs you are selling inside?” “Mastermind?”

POV: Xavier I stared at the holographic map of Earth, watching the red line that marked the Void's boundary. Thirty percent of the planet is gone. Frozen now, thanks to Theo, but not forever. One year. That's what we had. "Supreme Commander, the Australian delegation is waiting," Lieutenant Chen said from the doorway. Supreme Commander. The title still felt wrong. I was just a wolf who'd wanted to protect his pack. Now I commanded armies from every nation, every species, every faction that had once wanted to destroy each other.

" There were five supreme commanders in Dramon, and they were Draco Kolt, Atlas Ashridge, Otis Bauer, David Greenwood, and Roderick Carroll. The four other commanders each guarded one area in Dramon. Roderick was the only one who remained in Draepolis year-round. He was a very powerful figure who was above courtly norms and ranked among the top ten.

He's that great? "Of course! Don't you keep up with the military news? General Landry is the chief-of-staff under the commander-in-chief of Northern Biskeland. He's a God of War! Do you know that? He's a candidate for the position of commander-in-chief, which means he might be one in the future!" "Gosh! I can't believe I've met a general who might become a commander-in-chief in the future!" The crowd could not help but gasp a couple of times after they heard the last person's remark.

“Please answer me.” When Britney saw Jade looking so serious, she said, “I also don’t know very clearly. I just heard about it from the Martin family’s young master. The God of War is the commander-in-chief at the highest level on the west coast. It’s a position that is specially designated to uphold a superhero. There has only been one person since ancient times, and it’s the highest honor!” Buzz! Buzz! A few bombs exploded in Jade’s head. Her body shook more.

A few seconds later, the Werewolf dropped limply to the, dried up like a scorched firewood. I was dumbfounded by the sight and my only impulse was to turn to my informant who had told me not to bug her again. “Is.. is he dead?” I asked her, even though it was pretty freaking obvious. She sighed before turning to look at me. “The Supreme Commander claimed his soul.” She explained. She understood I needed a working theory as to how that had happened. So he can claim souls?! The same Dwarf dude? With my mouth slightly gaping, I turned back to look at the Dwarf Commander and saw that more bodies were lined up before him now. He looked angry staring at them. Apparently, they had been captured and

He was the very opposite of what a Supreme ought to be, and it was because of him that Order's disdain for Supremes was born. However, there was one thing that one couldn't deny when it came to Supreme Martyr François. The man was strong! His might was renown even in the known universes, and few could stand up to him. He had subdued the gods of his universe and had swallowed the pill of immortality, granting him an infinite lifespan. He had been the first ever Supreme of Espion, and it's last. That was how dominant he was! Till date, there was no Supreme that Order had faced as capable as or that could compare to Supreme Martyr François!

Jasper recalled. "Who did you hand him over to? Who ordered you to carry out this mission?" Jasper took a deep look at Stella. "At that time, my direct superior was Titan Charles, but he is already dead." "Could it be that he had received the order from someone else? Who do you think had the power to command him?" "There aren't many people who could give him such instructions. Only the President, the two Vice Presidents and the Committee Members had the power to." Jasper pondered and said, "If it's a fake mission, why did my men die?"

“We’re at the pack mansion. You’ve been out cold for three days. And you’ve almost killed your own friend.” She almost scoffed at his statement but kept it to herself as she regretted it instantly. She looked around and realized this must be the Alpha’s quarter. His bedroom just smelled like his scent. The room itself didn’t have much furniture. A king-sized bed with essential stuff here and there. “Where is he?” she asked. “The Supreme Commander is here. Alpha Cohen is in meeting with him.” “The Supreme Commander, huh…” Despite just waking up, her brain went haywire. The Supreme Commander was in the same place as her. She repeated the same information into her brain. The old dog finally sho