War Darksiders Voice Novels & Stories

“But you know it's true, don't you? We've both never had any personal experience with Gomex Waxson since we were never a member of the Scorpions but haven't you heard of how he carried everybody along? He was nothing like this asshole Don of ours who only cares about himself and that idiotic son of his. Don't you agree?“ “Shut the f*ck up, Mike! Or I'm damn gonna shut you up. Do you want to kill us both?! Let's just stay cool and clean up this mess like the Don ordered.“ “But you know he's right, don't you?“ a sudden voice interrupted that of the two chattering Soldiers. They froze in shock when they heard the voice because they knew who it was even without turning. It was the Don's right-ha

Keil swallowed with difficulty and her body suddenly tensed, it seemed that her words had caused some kind of concern in her. Waiting for her did not matter to him, because internally he was surprised at himself, the voice that came from his lips did not correspond with the voice he had before arriving at this place. His voice was much thicker and deeper than he remembered, it seemed to belong to a villain from some anime or movie. Why had his voice changed? But the next words stunned him. "You are Zark Ar Zathot, the ruler of Castle Damenburg." ♦ ♦ ♦ "Repeat what you said." His lord Zark's voice echoed through the throne room.

Just when I thought we had gained the upper hand, Baddy reappeared, his wicked grin twisting my stomach in knots. With a laughter that echoed through the chaos, he shouted, "You think you can defeat us so easily? The darkness is our ally, and we will not be defeated!" The ground trembled beneath us as Baddy unleashed a wave of dark energy, threatening to engulf our warriors. I felt the weight of his words, the despair they carried, but I refused to let fear take root. "We fight for our future!" I declared, rallying our warriors to stand firm.

The small family we had created held onto each other, and Broderick held no amusement in his gaze. "The hell is this?" Broderick yelled again. "You fucking changed too? Are you marked?!" This Broderick certainly knew a lot for a human. Whether he found out on his own or someone told him, the witches will have a time erasing his memories. "Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to calm down and step away," A vampire warrior stepped from the shadows. The voice was deep, rougher than that of a typical vampire. The scruff on his face was neatly trimmed, but his wild hair hid his eyes. The dark, distinctive attire was filled with black leather, knives, a sword, and even a bow on his back.

in a low, menacing tone. The figure regarded us for a moment, its gaze sweeping over us with an unnerving intensity. Then, in a voice that was like thunder in our minds, it spoke. "I am Xandros, a servant of the ancient ones," it declared. The words echoed in our minds, sending a shiver down our spines. Xandros paused, its gaze burning with an inner fire. "And you, Lycan Alpha Kings, are summoned." The words hung in the air, heavy with portent, and we knew that this would be something huge.

He was blocked by those tall western warriors, so no one noticed him before. He slowly raised his head, revealing a common face, which was full of vicissitudes and wrinkles. All the western warriors had a respectful expression on their faces except Hoffmann, who wore a look of disdain. The old man coughed twice and looked at Witch of Ice and Fire while saying, "You did very well, child. Are you interested in joining my Dark Guild?" On hearing the name "Dark Guild", all the Huaxia warriors couldn't help but take two steps back subconsciously, with a look of fear on their faces.

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he whispered in her ear. “If you two are finished, I will get on with my speech,” The elder Dr Andrei glared at Madchen and Nick. “Sorry,” Nick sheepishly hung his head. Madchen straightened, trying to hide her anxiety. “Drago has just come back from a contracted tour overseas, where he treated wounded soldiers. I can assure you he is more than capable at doing his job,” Grigo eyed his audience, who hung on his every word. “Please give him a warm welcome, and give him a hand if he needs anything,”

One of the alpha mumbled. “What are you?” Another alpha shouted. “Me? I am a dark DAOB. Call me Dakar!” Dakar said as he coldly gazed at the four alpha. “What is that?” One of them yelled out. “Let me show you!” Dakar slyly replied. His eyes as dark as the sky gazed into their eyes, and terror took over the expression of the four alpha. “AhhhAhh.” The night became noisy with the painful cries as the four alpha's energy got drained from within them.

The atmosphere crackled with dark energy, threatening to consume us. Suddenly, a voice pierced the stillness, resonating through the halls like a haunting melody. "So, you have come to challenge me, little lambs. How admirable." The voice belonged to Malachi Ravenswood, his presence materializing before us like a specter. He stood tall, his features twisted by a blend of malice and triumph. Gabriel squared his shoulders, his voice firm. "Your reign of darkness ends here, Ravenswood. We won't let you unleash the primordial force upon this world."