Xenoblade Chronicles Mechonis Novels & Stories

Jay lunged for my shoulder—my world tilted— A thunderous roar cut through the trees. “ENOUGH!” Don. His black wolf slammed into Jay with terrifying strength, sending him flying across the ground. Jewel tried to attack from behind—but I intercepted her, shoving her face-first into the dirt. My dagger pressed between her shoulder blades. Don shifted back to his human form, eyes ablaze. He didn't step in front of me—he stood beside me. Equal. Partner. Ally. Protector. "That's why Melody will become Luna," he said, his voice as unyielding as steel. "Because she is stronger than both of you put together."

The characters within began to twitch and shift, their eyes opening with a spooky, blue glow. "Get ready for battle!" Maya yelled while lifting her weapon. The initial bio-mechanical soldier emerged from its tank with stiff movements that soon transitioned into smoother actions. It released a robotic snarl and charged towards them. Xander pulled the trigger, his bullets landing on the creature's torso with minimal effect on its speed. "Target the areas where the bones meet!" "They have strong armor!" More soldiers emerged in the room, causing chaos as they attacked with precise ruthlessness. Xander battled alongside Maya and Alexei, their joint efforts barely holding back the tide.

Shadows flickered at the edge of my vision, voices whispering in a language I couldn’t understand. Jonah reached out, steadying me. “Kaden, are you all right?” I nodded, though the darkness clung to me, its presence stronger here than ever. “I have to do this, Jonah. If there’s any chance of understanding the curse, it’s here.” I took a deep breath, grounding myself, and approached the central stone. As my hand touched its surface, a vision overtook me — a vision of the Shadow Alpha, a figure shrouded in darkness, standing before an entity whose face was hidden in shadows.

Crimson smiled, he peaked her forehead then exist the room. *"What a fool, the game has just begun Damon." Crimson chuckled. * Tyler heard some noise at the court room, he headed there and he was shocked to see Alexis, seated on the throne, on Crimson throne, he was shocked. "So, sadly, my sister was attacked and she won't be able to take care of the pack for some time, so from now on till she is back to normal, I will be the Luna of this pack." Alexis announced in front of the court elders.

It's impossible if he really wants me, right? So starting tomorrow, I must also be able to accumulate the coffers to be able to rebuild The Crescent Moon Pack, and also pay for all the services provided by Elijah, Emrys, Josiah, and The Blodlust Moon Pack. And I will not live with the burden of all the people who helped me.

His only choice was to end the battle quickly. Even if the Chaos District were to be shattered, he could use the Endlos Heart to restore it and resurrect everyone who had died. Swoosh! A figure appeared before him. The Extraterrestrial Demons’ Second Commander, Mekaisto, had finally shown himself. Mekaisto wore a black robe and had long black hair. He was rather handsome but radiated an evil energy. He smiled menacingly at James after appearing. James stared at Mekaistor and asked, “What benefits have Xezal given you? Why are you helping her? Why are you helping Zaden cultivate such an evil Supernatural Power?”

Rome squares her shoulders and takes a deep breath. “For the future of the true Luna.” She whispers. In that instant, Falcon morphs back into a huge sandy-colored beast, half man, half wolf, and lunges for her. She screams violently, her sobs echoing through the night as I watch on in horror. She is a lifeless heap on the ground, laying in a pool of her own blood.

I caught a glimpse of silver through the smog and my breath caught in my throat. Long, angular legs, leading up to a stout, almost bird-like body. Three cylindrical weapons jutted out of the right side of the mech's silvery armour, and an angular shield flanked the right side of its body like the wing of a dove. A mighty Korean mech, the Xiezhi, stood before us. It seemed that my past had caught up with me at last. "You've got to be joking," Commander Telbus muttered. I tapped a button on my headset, switching my comms to an open broadcast. It didn't matter that the Americans would hear me, as we'd long since lost the element of surprise.

Everyone had separate desks with equipment for creating cyborg mods. Everyone went and sat in their seats. The four took seats next to each other. The teacher was a beautiful woman and was wearing a tech suit and welding goggles on her head, on her hands she wore silver gloves made up of mechons, they were nanites which form up any type of wearables and can be controlled with our mind,mechons are very useful in fixing and making tech, they are powered using mod energy and are extra tech attached to our bodies and they can be removed, they are extremely costly and not easily available. The teacher looked at everyone and spoke out in a beautiful voice,

Its chassis was scarred by silver-salt corrosion, and its single searchlight eye swept the room with a frantic, stuttering blue pulse. Kael had abandoned the primary server farm. He had compressed his entire consciousness into the mech’s primitive, isolated processor. He was no longer a ghost in the wires. He was a ghost in the machine. The mech’s metal feet crunched through the silver mercury on the floorboards, leaving deep, jagged gouges in the obsidian. It stopped inches from my throne. The smell of hot grease and sparking wiring filled the stagnant air, clashing with the smell of my own stone decay.