Train Destruction Oblivion Novels & Stories

Those who had slandered me, those who had hurt me, and those who had once mocked me had all turned to dust in this disaster. Inside the hospital room, the protective barrier had vanished. The storm outside swept in, carrying debris and scorching heat from the lava, and blew Dean’s hair into a mess. He was still holding my hand tightly, but his body was becoming increasingly transparent, as if he could vanish at any moment. System: [Vitality sacrifice still in progress! Host’s vitality lost: 100%. Soul disintegration countdown initiated!] [World Self-Destruction Countdown: 10 seconds… 9… 8…]

David lifted his binoculars. "The Black Ridge Weighbridge." Bethwel's voice tightened. "They've destroyed it." Alex watched the smoke climb into the sky. "No." He corrected quietly. "They've destroyed the evidence." He looked at Obadiah. "We're going." Obadiah nodded once. "All vehicles." "Move." As engines roared to life, none of them noticed the lone figure watching from a rocky outcrop high above. She lowered a pair of binoculars. Her silver hair stirred gently in the afternoon breeze.

“Obsidian_13 is known for patience. For misdirection. This is… sharp.” From the VIP section, Jeff Sandler leaned back slowly. The game looks interesting to him. Across the arena, Dreston’s eyes never left the screen. Cassienne—inside the pod—felt the change in herself too. She wasn’t playing like before. She couldn’t afford to. The map began shrinking as warning sirens echoed across the arena. Red zones ignited, forcing players closer together. This was where alliances formed—or where desperation set in. Two players locked eyes across a collapsing bridge. And then both turned. They turned toward Obsidian_13.

Destroying the System Without hesitation, I slammed the EMP tool onto the terminal, activating its countdown. “This’ll fry the whole lot,” Vanessa said, grabbing her pc and going for walks closer to the exit. Ethan and Rachel joined us because the EMP emitted a sharp, high-pitched whine. We sprinted out of the middle simply because the tool detonated, sending a wave of strength that destroyed the servers and each piece of Dominion’s final infrastructure. The Aftermath The explosion shook the ground, and we collapsed out of doors, gasping for air. Smoke billowed from the construction, and the remote sound of sirens echoed through the night.

I call over my shoulder. Exiting the station, there are stairs below the platform that leads toward an abandoned station where the railroad tracks are littered with old and unused train cars. There’s quite a number of them left and forgotten out here, but it works to our benefit. It’s quite a while since I’ve last been here, but I’m glad to find out that it’s still accessible. I jog up to one of the empty cars before twirling in place to face Ethan. “Come on!” With his hands inside the pockets of his jacket, Ethan chuckles and jogs toward me.

James led the Annihilation Heavenly Tribulation straight toward the Genesis Worlds. Along the way, many areas were destroyed by the tribulation’s powers. The flashes of lightning struck from above, causing the grounds to break. Countless living beings died tragically as the tribulation passed their skies. It was like doomsday to them. Xolani carried Xaiden with his powers, whereas Yzert followed them from a distance. From behind, they watched the terrifying destruction happen before their eyes.

The first mortar missed the train car in front of her, but the second one hit the front of the car, throwing bodies and metal through the yard. Olivia looked up crawling away from the fire and destruction, trying to get away from the onslaught. She knew that wasn't the end. There was no way they would stop with just three mortars. She looked at the car holding the missiles. She knew what they were going to do now. They were going to blow up the missiles, the train depot would be decimated and Olivia would be gone with it. She laid her head down, she was tired. Her mind focused on Ben and her sister. She couldn't leave yet. She pushed forward, the effort exhausting her, but she slowly stood a

I can barely make out anything through the fog, but I force my legs to move, forcing myself to push forward. Finally, the fog starts to settle, and I see it—the twisted, battered remains of the ground where Damien and Elijah once stood. The destruction is evident. The floor is cracked, charred in places from the fire, the area around them torn apart by the explosion. My breath catches as I see what’s left.

I say. He rewinds it, playing it slower, frame by frame. “Go after the impact.” I say, the truck pulls away, fast Like nothing happened. “Enhance it,” the hacker's fingers move quickly. Image sharpens, and then details become clearer, and the truck model becomes clearer. “That's a Collins - series Obsidian,” he mutters, "I know that. “ Military-grade reinforcement.” I lean forward slightly, eyes narrowing, “How many exist?” “Fifty, maybe less , all the registered,”

He got this jet black hair and crimson eyes with a grim smile so lifeless that could make any living creature tremble in fear. “H-huh?” Stunned and scared as I am, I was not able to respond immediately. He gave me a stoic expression as if waiting for me to give a different reply. “Should I?” he repeated. I nodded slowly and he carried me in a bridal style as I clung onto him tightly. His pale neck smelled intoxicatingly good. In a blink of an eye, we were outside. He snapped his finger and I was stunned as the whole building blew up with fire.