Xenoblade Chronicles Mechonis Novels & Stories

The earthquake ceased a while now, whatever is down there it stopped moving -He thought. The launched rocket followed a parable path, and it was about to reach Argos' aerial boundaries. The rocket, when reached a falling state, started disassembling, revealing a bipedal heavy-armored war machine controlled remotely. The air was whistling. Chronos could hear it and looked up to the sky to see what was approaching. "Interesting" -He muttered. Nat heard Chronos. "What is it?" -She said while looking at him and then looking at what he was staring at. She noticed something was falling down and seemed dangerous. "We have to leave now!" -She commanded.

Nya hoped someday she would have a curvy figure with large breasts, but for now, she used her tiny frame to her advantage and folded herself into the shadows, trying to calm her thundering heart before her hiding spot was given away. He would be by soon; she just knew it. Gavin Cross was a talented hunter, as was his father before him. Someday, Gavin would be a fierce warrior, too, just like his father, Xaver. Though King Zar refused to appoint Xaver to a post higher than King’s Commander for reasons Nya didn’t understand, everyone knew that Xaver was the best warrior in the army and had more kills than anyone else, even King’s General Rok Phin.

Landing with practised ease, the Death Princess adjusted the length of her Bo staff with a verbal command and forcefully bashed the mechanical suit, turning it into twisted scrap metal that exploded with sparks. BOOM! The explosion and drowned-out cries of fury from the boss, Kobold, marked the end of the mission. With its escape, Akiko automatically gained the boss’s Mega Furnace Schematic, and Oritha turned it in without missing a beat. Zen swore Damian screamed a little at the destruction, lamenting the loss of a great art piece. However, the cyborg recovered quickly, saying he could build a cooler mechanical suit. Ping! Checking out the new reward, Zen wondered if it was better than the

The dead furnaces flared back to life, their coal beds igniting with a brilliant, blinding blue flame that cast no smoke, only pure heat. "You are too late," Ethan muttered toward the frozen soldiers hanging from the ropes above. He gripped the main iron steering wheel of the pedestal, pulling it upward with a sudden burst of enhanced physical strength. The heavy granite floor began to split open, revealing a hidden, reinforced vault beneath the control desk. Rising from the darkness was a sleek, beautiful mechanism made of polished platinum, dark obsidian glass, and thousands of microscopic diamond gears. It was the **Chronos-Anchor**—his grandfather’s final, completed masterpiece. It wasn'

Her senses were perfect, every movement anticipated, every strike fatal. The Moonridge warriors rallied behind them, their loyalty fierce, their courage unshakable. They pressed the advantage, flanking Kael’s forces, striking where his elite wolves were weakest, and defending the wounded with unwavering determination. Kael roared, fury and disbelief flashing in his golden eyes. “You… cannot… defeat me!” “You already have,” Aria said, silver light flaring brighter than ever. “I am the Luna of Moonridge. I am reborn. And I am stronger than your darkness!”

"We. We help when we need to. The Genesis Council and people like Maxwell are symptoms of a bigger problem. Leo was special. He helped stop a bad ritual." Alexander remembered what they had just done. "We stopped the ritual, " he said, feeling a little proud. Director Thorne looked at him with interest. "Yes you did.. It was not without cost. The Keeper had to die. She did what she was supposed to do." He walked over to a computer. Typed some keys. The screen showed a picture of a building on the outskirts of the city. It was an observatory that looked like it was falling apart. "The Chronos Engine was a tool, " Director Thorne said. "The real power is else. It is connected to an artifact th

Alive. I took a shaky step forward, overwhelmed by the rush of their emotions blending with mine. But the relic wasn’t ready to surrender. A low, ominous rumble echoed from the warehouse complex. The ground trembled beneath my feet. From the shadows between the decaying buildings, dark figures burst forward — rogue wolves with glowing eyes and a desperate witch whose hands crackled with stolen black energy. Their snarls and muttered incantations filled the air as they charged straight at us. Spells of twisting, shadowy energy were sent flying toward us.

“Today, that transparency is under attack by the Sovereign State of Xylos. They are not fighting for profit; they are fighting for the right to maintain their own darkness. Their weapon—the Chronos Echo—is designed to make you doubt your history, your contracts, and your future.” She revealed the SSX’s intent without compromising the SLP’s technical integrity. She promised a defense that would be absolute. The broadcast was a success—it shifted public fear toward measured resolve, but it also painted a massive target on The Dawn Project. With the Chronos Engine Blueprints secured, Lena began the analysis. Her conclusion was devastating:

I had a bad feeling as he walked toward me menacingly with his eyes filled with anger. The look in his eyes almost made me believe that I had wronged him, and if I wasn't aware of what he had done I might have fallen for that. “You think I will listen to you and leave, this is not your pack anymore, it's mine now. Don't forget we've both been inaugurated as the Alpha and Luna, just because I left all the duties to you doesn't mean I'm not interested” He growled as he glared at me.

I murmured, lowering my head, too shy to meet his gaze. “Luna protocol says—” “I want to claim you earlier,” he interrupted gently, lifting my chin and locking eyes with me. His voice softened, filled with something deeper. “Six years ago,” he began, “I first noticed you during the battle against the Shadow Pack. I was there, protecting my father from being ambushed by Alex.” “You stood out,” he continued. “You were the only female warrior who dared to rush the front lines. Brave. Fierce. Unshakable. You left a mark on me that day.”