Xenoblade Chronicles Mechonis Novels & Stories

“Thank you all for coming and being a part of this meeting. Not to waste your time any further, we have an alpha from out of town. An Alpha of the dark moon pack...” ‘Dark Moon pack’ I played with the words in my head. “...I will leave the floor open. He has some things to say to us.” That drew my attention back to reality. I took notice of every move he made. His voice captured me immediately after he introduced himself. I shut my eyes and sucked it in. I was a few inches away from my mom. She would notice any reaction from me.

Now a once-whole blue planet floated with just particles of itself as it drifted across this dark, lifeless plain. In a different plane lied a primordial creature of the night finding solace in the eternal night that plagued his castle, the whistle and Chimes of fate had stirred his old blood awake. He knew that times were finally changing, and it seemed he had to get back to the game. "I wonder how Netherndel is faring, it's time I get back" his deep red eyes shone with a dangerous glint as he looked across the darkness, his eyes seemed to bypass the veil between planes for his gaze had a godly presence that came with it.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Not yet, the Chancellor Magnus said. Therefore, the silver scaled young man waited, deep underground where a strange machinery was erected. It was shaped like a serpent coiling over a silver crystal, its glow was steady and calming. The silver scaled young man didn't know what that was, but he was told to guard it and that it was important. "What is going on up there?" he asked. The guard who was assigned with him turned. "We've launched the Chronica Phase, my Prince. The enemies are most certainly annihilated by now."

I still felt the ache, but I buried it deep. Eight years of love, two lifetimes of entanglement — it had to end. As I sat there, sinking into grief I couldn’t climb out of, a message alert broke the silence. I picked up my phone. It was from Sienna. [So what if you're the daughter of the Moonfang pack's Alpha, Lorelei? I will make Marcus choose me over and over again!] [Must be tough spending Christmas alone, right? Don't worry. You'll soon get used to this loneliness and despair. Marcus will forever choose to be with me. Wait and see. I'm the future Luna.]

Even for a dragon. “Blaze…?” Persia called out. “Just skip him. I heard his name from Kuroyuki.” I said. The person sitting next to Blaze is the guy with the brown hair and glasses. Every time he nudges his glasses, there’s always a glint. “Name: Kronos Y Chronocock. Human. Ranked Seven. Codename: .” Am I actually imagining symbols from his words…? How scary. “Arsenal…? This means you had a lot of weapons in your hand…?”

It wasn't a human, but a Sovereign-Centurion—a ten-foot-tall mechanical knight whose chest cavity had been hollowed out to house a Living Rose grown from Earth-soil. ​The Centurion’s Plea ​"I am Unit 774," the machine said, its voice a deep, resonant cello. "I was built to harvest your world. But I saw a Davis child playing a flute in the ruins of New Babylon, and my 'Logic-Gate' failed. I spent ten thousand cycles trying to calculate the 'Math of the Melody' and found only... Longing."

Location: Eos Reborn — Underwater Fortress The massive war mech descended from the docking bay ceiling, its steel-plated frame gleaming under the dim red lights, mechanical limbs armed with heavy artillery cannons and automated drone launchers. Its cold, unfeeling sensors locked onto us, priming for total annihilation. Natalia Cross’s voice echoed through the holographic interface, sharp and venomous: The First Strike The war mech’s missile launchers activated, unleashing a barrage of rockets that exploded across the docking bay walls, shattering steel beams and sending debris flying.

They might be able to survive this given that this streak continues. "Kronos! Retreat to my rear… " Hadeon commanded. Kronos, the Rank 12th Challenger, most known as the Indomitable Defense, did as he said and retreated. He is the tanker and the right-hand man of Hadeon. Suddenly the rest of the Guild also joined the battle, striking at least three Bandersnatches on the way. What's more surprising is those feral Challengers. Their attacks are obviously uncoordinated yet it exhibits frightening raw strength and agility.

Krona stammered perplexed on how this boy happened to appear from what seemed nowhere. “He scaled the bloody wall!” Gravland chimed in. Another two COG's attacked, both Drykator and Krona blocked with their shields, slashed with their swords and kicked their feet from under them, both COG stumbled, tripped and fell from the ledge. Krona breathed heavily, spitting blood from a cut on his lip “Who are you?” he exclaimed. Drykator not taking his eyes from the army, spoke smoothly and evenly “I am Drykator Epsonstar, son of Durroc Epsonstar”