Vox Machina Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Then she wiped its intelligences and reset it to factory default. ~ Inside the gathering hall at the mayor’s mansion, Eva watched as Miko hovered over a mecha, as the girl performed what she called her Machine Trance. She could only wonder in awe as Miko traversed lines of code through her biological consciousness.

He activated the device again, and Maya felt herself being pulled deeper into the virtual world. Everything went black once more. When Maya came to, she found herself in a strange, virtual landscape. The sky was a deep, burning red, and the ground was covered in a thick, metallic mist. Victor's voice echoed in her mind. "Welcome to the future, Maya," he said. "A future where human and machine are one." Maya's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with determination. She was not going to let Victor win. She was going to take back control, no matter what it took.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 The world was upside down. Smoke curled from the van’s engine, smelling of burnt rubber and ozone. Maya’s ears were ringing, a high-pitched whine that competed with the rhythmic pulse of the progress bar flickering at the edge of her vision.

But before he could announce his identity, his team insulted and removed him and impersonated someone as him, as the opposing team had given a huge sum of money to them ( A fact which the team's manager acknowledged it to his face) and with no evidence, he was back to zero, and life couldn't seem to have gone worse as he was proved to be completely wrong as he got the news that his life's greatest support and inspiration, was no more and to add fire to the hell, there was sudden news that his father had borrowed a huge sum, which his father had returned half of it and the other half now fell on Max's shoulder, which destroyed his hope of gaming. It had been a few tense months, when the appli

Gavya beamed dreaming of Maverick's wedding. " Stop it okay and don't worry I've warned her beforehand and about the consequences as well " Maverick snapped to which Gavya showed him her tongue. They both are in a verbal contract that outside the darkroom they hold no right to each other, not even to look with lust.

The silly woman in the bedroom must be very bored with being locked up, isn't she? As soon as Maverick returns from the Vandenberg mansion, he'll take Valencia on a date to a restaurant. Perhaps the both of them can talk and settle on an agreement, right? Thinking like this, Maverick's lips unconsciously curved up, and his finger tapping on the laptop became rapid, his cold aura unconsciously diminishing, making his whole person turn warm. ....

"You think... Arthur is the danger? You think I am the one... He is afraid of?" Vesper pointed toward the back of the ship. A third door opened slowly. A tall thin figure walked out. It was not a man. It was not an alien. It was a machine made of bone and gold wires. It held a clipboard made of glass. "Patient 81 " the machine said. Its voice was a copy of June’s own voice. "It is time for your exam." The machine raised a hand. The violet light from Vesper and the purple light from June were suddenly sucked toward the machine.

“Not the magic one. The real one. The story of the boy who wanted to heal the world. The boy who fell in love with a girl in a library.” Maya didn’t wait for his answer. She pulled him toward the giant machine. In the main room, thousands of people stood in a circle, their hands raised. A pillar of purple energy shot up into the sky, feeding the machine. Vane waited high on a platform. His black machine hummed. “Welcome to the end, Dr. Rossi! Watch the world become the Board’s greatest work!” Maya didn’t rush at Vane. She hurried to a nearby kid—a boy who was just ten, streaming purple tears.