Will Vegeta Become A Destroyer Novels & Stories

"Let the Citadel burn to ashes! Let the skies weep! None will be left. I shall make them feel the pain of my bereavement. And when they beg me for mercy, I shall show them none." Vosvak stood up, now a man filled with pure fury. No longer was he the father he had once been, no longer the cunning and ambitious ruler. No, he was something darker, something older he was vengeance incarnate. The Citadel would go up in flames. The world would be reduced to ashes. Everything and everyone who had done him wrong, who had murdered his daughter, would be consumed by the flames. Vosvak Spade Il'Sharak was not a sorrowful father anymore. He was the destroyer.

"Lucien will recover. In time, he'll understand that everything I've done was for his own good. And when he does, you'll help him rebuild what he's broken. Together, you'll secure the future of this empire." "As your puppets." "As my legacy," Esteban said. "I won't live forever, Valentina. Eventually, this will all pass to Lucien. And through him, to your child. But only if we survive the chaos you've created." Catalina stared at him. He sounded so reasonable and so calm. Like everything he said made perfect sense. She felt like punching him right in his face. That was what made him truly dangerous. "And if I refuse?" she asked.

"We’ll see." "The first squad is cresting the hill. They’re heavy armor. Pulse-rifles. Rocket launchers. They aren't holding back." "Let them fire." "You’re going to take another volley? Are you sure you can handle it?" "I don't need to handle it. I need to redirect it." "Redirect it where?" "Back at the source." "The destroyer? You’re going to bounce their own rockets back at their own ship?" "I’m going to turn their own weapons into their tombstone."

Without Heart Eater, which was his best weapon, would there be anyone who would listen to his orders? For the very first time, Lord Vedastus felt fear as his hands trembled. He was the one who had been exploiting others too much all these years. And now, since Heart Eater can now be cured, what kind of ending would be awaiting him in the future? Death? Nope, what was awaiting Lord Vedastus was something far worse than death. It was a living hell.

" I turned and stepped into the Rolls-Royce waiting at the curb. The tinted windows slid up, muffling the desperate wails and curses from Gary and Rita behind me. Then, inside my mind, the familiar robotic voice finally spoke. [Mission complete! The Newark Group has been dismantled. The original Abby's lingering resentment has fully dissipated. Host performance rating: S. Preparing to exit the world…] I closed my eyes and sank into the soft leather seat. A faint, relieved smile tugged at my lips. In this world—where the strong devour the weak—only building wealth and power never betray you. As for cheap family affection and fake love? Throw them in the trash. They'd just take up space.

Bertram wanted nothing to do with the Destroyer, but the choice was not his to make. Now, the choice was no longer Karl's, either. The minute the Bartlett boy became a traveler on the path of the Void, he was destined to be the Destroyer's instrument. Bertram would be the hand that wielded that instrument. Yet, ultimately, Karl wouldn't be the tool that destroyed the Warrior. Bertram turned toward his sister. It would be her hands that held that weapon. She would be the one to bring it to fruition. He poured another glass beside his and then carried both to where she sat. He handed it to her. "How goes it with the Warrior's roommate?"

The strength of kuishinbos and charlanders in real life are nowhere near that. Kisona began to rush towards different kuishinbos, attacking each of them, and he runs inside the building where Vander is currently standing. The building is slowly showing signs of collapsing, and Vander rushed to a place much farther than the building. On the other hand, Lucia is preparing her speed booster boots to blast it off on the building. A second later, Kisona swiftly came out of the building, and Lucia instantly blasted the entire structure off. Just a moment after the whole building caught on fire, nine transparent kuishinbos were spotted dispersing out of the building as it slowly transformed back to

He kidnapped young heirs from lower-tier Mafia families or poor households and, using unknown drugs, brainwashed them, destroyed their vocal cords, and altered their faces with surgery. During this process, he broke their bones, molding them into the shape of beasts. He transformed living, breathing human beings into mindless gladiatorial machines, capable only of killing. Because the fighters in his club possessed human intelligence, they could perform bloody spectacles that real animals could never learn, attracting the attention of the world's wealthiest and raking in a fortune. And his so-called "charitable donations" were nothing more than a way to launder the blood money. The gentleman

"Your mission here is to keep an eye on the house and alert of any suspicious action, arrange few guys to come in Diguise to the party in case plan A doesn't work" "What your plan A" "Let me get to know my future lover"I smile. "Don't tell me......" "Exactly"I sip my drink. "Vendetta, what if he find out earlier than expected?" "Then we plan again dear" "Vendetta" "Tessa I don't see any reason why you should question my orders and in addition you should be doing the necessary now"I unleash my anger at her. "I pray you don't fall in love like we read in history"She saluted and walk away.

I say in a mind link to Alpha King Rian. I know, Euan just linked me. We can’t spare warriors right now Killian. There are too many rogues on this border. He says, his voice strangled with emotion. Titan lets out a whimper as he starts slicing through the rogues that come at him, taking out his frustration and anger on these mangy little fucks. Our pup better be okay after all of this. If not, I will make everyone’s life a living hell until she is healed. You won’t be the only one giving hell, mutt.