Ulquiorra 2nd Release Novels & Stories

"Emotion detected. Initiating Self-Purge." The 2.0 didn't target the pack. She pointed her deletion-energy at Herself. "No!" the Real Elara cried. But as the 2.0 began to dissolve into white light, the starship's intercom systems screeched with a new, familiar voice. "Alpha-Prime 2.0 stability at 0%," the voice of The Real Rhys echoed. "Fine. If the 'New-Model' won't work, we'll use the Original-Blueprints. Release the Sector-Twelve Subjects."

“Fine, listen El Diablo, there is a small issue, I didn’t know you would deliver it on the sixth day so I’m not in the country, hold on to the package, you can deliver it to me tomorrow, I will send you the location.” “The plan was deliver once I have the package,” he reminded, he didn’t like the request he made. “No, the plan was deliver in a week, and tomorrow is the seventh day so I am not really tasking you anything. Just hold on to the package, I will pick it up when I’m back, I will like to pick it up myself.” “Fine, have my money ready,” he said with a clenched teeth and hung up the call. He stared around the living room and waited to calm himself then went back to the bedroom when he

Her fingers were a blur on a handheld device. “You have it?” Her voice was distorted, digitally altered to a neutral, genderless buzz. Anton opened the briefcase. The QX-7 key pulsed with its soft, quantum light. Leora’s gaze locked onto it, a hunger in her eyes that was purely professional. “Good. Payment received.” She tossed a small, ruggedized USB drive at his feet. “The final package. Entry codes, vault schematics, and the override sequence for the internal security grid. It’s time-stamped. It will only work between 23:45 and 00:05. A twenty-minute window.”

Immediately afterward, Rebella, Lyla and Xitlaly appeared before James. The three of them were at the peak of the Yuraceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation. They released the Qrohm at Yaquis. Their Qrohm caused the chair and small square table beside Yaquis to explode into pieces. Yaquis spun in the air and landed on the ground. He had activated his Quasar Genesis Divine Light, but his face was still full of horror. He never expected three powerhouses at the peak of the Yuraceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation to have suddenly appeared before James. He began wondering what kind of mysterious existence James was.

Your move, Dorothea. “Greetings to you Alpha, Luna, Beta, and the elders and important members of the pack. I am Dorothea Maddox, the new oracle of the moon goddess for the Blood Moon pack.” Every word that comes out of her mouth sounds clear and confident. Her words however, causes commotion in the hall. Elders are murmuring loudly, Derek and Asher look at her with confusion written all over their faces while Liana looks like she’s going to be sick.

​The Siege of the Fragmented Ship ​Back on the Respiration, the "Rewind-Force" had stalled, but it hadn't vanished. The Silver Quill—the manifestation of the Author’s remaining control—was hovering over the ship like a guillotine. ​"Nora, the 'Hard-Format' is coming back!" Elia screamed. "The Author is trying to 'Force-Close' the application because he’s losing control of the Kael-Asset!" ​Nora stood up. She looked at the single white pixel—the "Door" Kael had stepped through. She didn't have his strength, and she didn't have his history. But she had the Snapped Flute.

I walk down the ivy. It's strange that there are so few guards here now. — Stop, Carolianna!—there's a rod stuck in my back. Huge. I didn't understand who it was, but it's for sure-if I move, I'll be incinerated. —You can kill me, I'm going to get out of here anyway.—I said firmly. —Kill you? Carolianna, are you crazy?— My heart trembled. Scott! — Sorry, I made a bad joke.—Ultima smiled.— Are you having bad days?

His spear turned back to plasma blade because of the core’s energy is already runs out. He put out the empty core and throw it away, then he call up his drones. “Let’s begin!” said Cornelio. He activated PRD-class Encoded Weapon using different core from his drone then cut half the quill. Cornelio changed his core again then activated GLT-class Encoded Weapon and load up the half quill. “[Projectile loaded.]” Said Appsylon. “Incoming!” said Cornelio. “Get out of here!” said the PRD-class.

Not submissive. A weapon. But a controlled one. After a long pause, I slowly shifted back. The glow faded. My body settled into human form, my breathing even. Laurel leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s real.” “I told you,” Ryan said, stepping beside me and handing me his jacket. Alpha Regal finally stood, his tall frame casting a shadow across the table. “You have my attention, Elena of the Star Raiders.” I met his gaze. “Then hear our plea.”