Time Stop Hero Novels & Stories

Aion's body then broke apart and disintegrated into green dust that settled on the ground below the man's feet. The time god's time was up. Turning back to the humans who had their eyes still fixated down on him in amazement, the man then stepped out of the hole and stood before them. "There is a war coming," he went on, "a war about a little something known as the Ultimate Speedverse." "Like the one in the prophecy?" asked Diana. "Yeah," Hermes nodded. With time and reality having been restored, the citizens of Atlanta would soon begin to gather around the scene which was then Carter offered for them to step back inside his aircraft that he had been more than enthralled to find that it had

News really have its way to fly and spread like a wildfire. Hero suddenly shifted his grip on my wrist to a wrap on my shoulder, pulling me closer to his chest. Dazed of how he protects Alyana, I looked up at him, his gaze pasted to everyone was so plain, I can't even read any emotion on them. "They are asshole---" "Shhh, they're here" Hero gave them a threatening look which, in an instant, suppressed the talking. Notice that shift of attitude? Fantastic! Note the sarcasm, please.

Josh said again. “What if we CAN do something to help him? We can try to activate the time reversal power and turn back the clock before this attack even happened. That way, we’ll be able to warn him and he’ll stand a better chance than right now,” Isabelle suggested. While Josh and Isabelle tried to figure out how to willingly use the time reverse element of their new ability, Sader was in a lot of trouble as he was pinned down and defenceless against his brothers. “The time has come for you to pay for what you did to Gentel, brother. You didn’t think there would be no consequences, did you?” Zarif said to Sader, still stamping down on him with his foot.

I could easily run through this grassland without being noticed. I kept running against the strong wind. Just a little more, just a little more. When my long hair was fluttering wildly, like the swaying wild grass touched by the wind, that was when I launched my attack. *Clang!* The Alpha realized my movement. My power arrived late enough because of the mass surrounding the Alpha, causing a delay in the time-stop. But Cassian helped me by diverting the Alpha's attention. And in the end, I managed to stop the flow of time.

“How long?” “Until it fully activates?” “Yes.” Her eyes flickered. “Minutes.” “How many?” “Possibly five.” “F*ck, Five?!” “Maybe less.” Panic hit hard. I couldn't breathe. If I lost control— If everyone saw— If someone recorded it— If Seraphine— “Hera, how do I stop it or delay it?” “You can't stop it completely.” My blood went cold. “Can you burn it out a bit to gain a few more minutes?”

On the far wall, the flicker of light begins — small at first, then forming lines, curves, words. > SEQUENCE REBOOT: 12% LOADED Axel swears under his breath. “No. No, no, no—” The cube pulses once more, and the projection fades. I can’t breathe. “It’s accelerating. That means—” “That she’s rebuilding herself,” he finishes quietly. We stand there, both of us caught between dread and disbelief. Finally, he takes a step back. “Then we stop her again. Whatever it takes.” I whisper, “And if I have to go offline for that?”

It’s been over three hours since Z and Kleint entered the Time’s Dimension. Both of them have a cut on the lips, Z’s forehead bleeding, and Kleint’s hand’s throbbing through all the times his energy-based sword had exploded. Dark barely had a dent on his mask. Despite being outnumbered, his strength was still unrivaled, not to mention that the dimension itself was on his side. He could control every inch of it so perfectly that Z had already relieved Kleint of the clock’s strangling hands for hundredth of times.

As chaotically as he was pulled into Lil’ Mushade’s concert, he was teleported out after claiming his rewards. Back at Hernie’s hut, Zen tried to understand what had just happened. He checked the time and jumped. Time flew quickly, and with only ten minutes to get his real body to the kitchen to meet Damian, Zen ignored Hernie’s dialogue and logged out mid-scene. He could always replay the conversation after meeting with Damian.

Rising his fingers, he places them back against the side of his mask. “On second thought Unstoppable, tell the boss I’ll be late. I got some heroes to deal with.” Opening his coat, he pulls out a metal can and switches it with one attached to his gas gun. Now shooting a blue gas, it rushes toward us. “Time to go,” I yell, grabbing QuickShot, SpeedBlade, and JumpStart and shaking them awake. “What,” JumpStart says, looking around. “What happened? What’s going on? Was I sleeping in sweat?”

It was not long before a letter was displayed one by one to the Heroes present who possessed a customized watch. All of them click at the same time to the letters so their body both turned transparent at the same time. Transporting 10 Heroes at Danquan City.... The systematic voice of each Heroes watch once again sounded as they continued listening with one ear and let it out to their other ears. Starting... Teleporting... 25..49..99... The name of each heroes present appeared one after another above their heads but not visible to any heroes present as they were being prepared to transport back to their original home.