World Destroyer Novels & Stories

They began to recap the entire situation. Why would the Destroyer want to reset the world? The answer was to eliminate all surviving humans, and he must have had his reasons for wanting to do so. Given the limit of his abilities, he was unable to eliminate them all in one fell swoop. He could only wipe out half of the population, proving that resetting the world inflicted a lot of damage on him. It was either that or he would be spending too much of his powers and leave himself in a weakened, vulnerable state. Because of this, he sent out monsters to deal with the remaining survivors.

Zark finally regained his composure and used a deliberately low tone of voice to give his warning “… .Ingrid, Nyos. Stop fighting immediately. " Surprisingly they trembled, but they nodded their heads "I am sorry!" Zark nodded without much haste accepting his apology, then continued "You came, Horus." "Upon receiving orders from Lord Zark, of course he would come immediately." As he spoke, Horus's facial expression did not change, this was obvious, what simulated his face was actually the helmet of his exoskeleton that served as skin. Although his appearance did not show it, Horus belonged to the Warlord class. If Zark's generals were ranked by his use of weapons and command ability, it coul

These were massive, quadrupedal security platforms built out of heavy, non-reflective zinc-weave plating, their high-voltage arc-cannons already crackling with a deadly, pale blue current meant for deep-sea asset sanitation. "Isolate the virus," the droids' synchronized, digitized voice droned through the steam-choked chamber. TARGET ELIMINATION CRITERIA MET. ASSET LOSS AUTHORIZED. "Dante, hold the line!" I screamed, my hand remaining locked to the glass console as my daughter launched a massive, deep-level format script straight into the dreadnought's core helix. "Do not let them break our terminal insertion!" The three-ton Sovereign Engine let out a mechanical roar that physically shattere

​The Jovian Bridge shimmered like a ghost-ribbon across the black, but as the Respiration approached the drifting fleet of the Outriders, the beauty of the "Third Genesis" felt dangerously fragile. The Outrider vessels were monstrosities of survival—pitted hulls made of scavenged moon-rock and necrotic Sterling circuitry, held together by glowing orange seams of raw, unstable energy. They didn't glide; they limped through the vacuum, bleeding radiation and desperation.

The void of space around the Omega-Station did not just fill with ships; it bled fire. The Exterminator Fleet dropped from warp like jagged glass lances, each vessel a continent-sized monolith of obsidian and hate. They did not broadcast threats; they broadcast Entropy-Pulses—signals designed to unravel the atomic bonds of anything they touched. Against them stood the "Vessels," a ragtag armada of crystalline skiffs, mercury-tanks, and biomechanical frigates, all united by a single, desperate command: Hold the rings.

system. Dino stepped forward. "Then give us the kill codes." Mirador smiled faintly. "You can’t kill what’s already awakened. But you can still stop it... if you reach its core. And I know where that is." Alejandro hissed, "Why help us now?" "Because Cain thought Vexler was building an empire," Mirador said. "He was wrong. Vexler’s building extinction insurance. He’s preparing for a world where none of us are necessary."

His fear of these two witches magicks warring with his need to stay close to his mate. Astrid reached out and lay a hand on his thick, sinewy forearm. "Wait, Warrior. There are things we must discuss first. Plans to be made." Brand huffed. "I have no plans that involve witches. My only plans involve getting myself somewhere safe until I can figure out how to get back to my ti…uh, home." "Ahh, but I know your other secret, Brandur the Destroyer. You already let it slip, remember? Besides, the Spirit has shown me. You are not from this time, are you?"

"I wonder what wonders await." The english language always illudes me. I was French in the "Original world" - the flat, 5D world of pasts and futures and nows. Now there is only one truth. One God. One power. And that power walks by my side with all the swagger of a Nike-wearing, pipe-smoking, vaping into the atmosphere, mean-faced teenage boy. His name is Earth Killer and only one thing is certain. He will kill whatever he meets out there.

I tell him as we walk inside the giant dome-like building where mermaids were teaching fish to play instruments and stuff. However, the main part where we were standing, was not filled with water, but air. The rooms around us were made of glass and filled with water. This is just like 'The Little Mermaid'. "You are so dumb," Death says disappointedly, as he shakes his head at me "Oh wow, I asked for your opinion," I say sarcastically "Actually, it was a fact," he replies smugly "What will be a fact is when my foot is shoved up your-" "As much as we love your couple's quarrel," Zeus started as Death and I glared at him for calling it that, "You guys can suppress all that sexual tension in Hel

Bets were cast in waves, everyone predicted who will emerge as the legend from this last fight for survival. Everyone thought the World Destroyer will emerge victorious. As the odds were more in his favor.