The Supreme Sovereign System Chapter 19
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The Spartans could be described with one word, warriors. They were born as warriors and died as warriors, they train in extreme conditions since young, the spartan people, no matter the gender, learn arts and were rised by their mother until the age of the seven, after that, the males were trained to be perfect warriors. Shortage fights with fierce animals were just part of the daily lives of these warriors until the age if 18, when they could be part of the infantry.
The Spartan formation that Alfonso taught to the soldiers were the perfect combination of defense and offense, however, this kind of training required many years too perfect, this why Alfonso was worry, however, it seems that the soldiers could, at least, maintain the defensive stance of the formation , that was good enough.
"While they became the shield, Artemis while be the "sword" , if the enemy can't reach here, then we have a chance...… However, I felt that something is not right…. But what is it?" Thought Alfonso while looking at the beast trying to penetrate the fortress of shields. Artemis concentrate her attack on the falcons and the wolves.
The original ten falcons were reduced to two while the wolves were reduced to 20, she had kill 3 while the attack stance of the formation kill two.
"All is going smoothly...the only thing that is strange is... the Lykos hasn't move yet!" Thought Alfonso.
Like Alfonso, the Lykos haven't move from his original position, he was behind the wall of flames, it seems like it was waiting for the flames to extinguish, what make Alfonso uncertain it was the fact that the Lykos have been looking at Alfonso this entire time, like it was waiting for… something.
"I am being paranoid?" Thought Alfonso.
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Then he looked at the battlefield and...…. Realized something!
"25 wolves... 10 falcons...5 bears….1 Lycos... That's it! The number doesn't match!" Said Alfonso.
In the original information of little blue, the number of the hordes were more or least 50, maybe even more.... But now….. Adding the ones who were dead, the number of beast are barely forty- one!
"Maybe the information of Little Blue was wrong, however! , I can't shake this feeling off, the information until now has been on point, no matter what, there is something wrong, and also, the Lykos…. Why Is he watching me all this time….. Maybe he is just measuring me? Like he is seeing what I am doi- "
Before Alfonso could end his train of thoughts, something, like a flash passed through his mind, a sudden thought appears!
"Seeing? No... maybe... maybe is not just seeing…. Is monitoring, like it is watching over me….."
Suddenly Alfonso thought of this and began to put the pieces together.
Watching over..... missing beast….. Attacking at night... Lykos.....
Alfonso could feel his body turning cold, he's eyes became bigger, and he felt a sense of extreme danger.
"AN AMBUSH!!" Shout Alfonso.
Before Alfonso could Said something else, he felt a pair of eyes looking at him from the dark, without thinking he grab Artemis and push her down from the little hill that they were on.
Artemis was so concentrate on her attack that she couldn't prevent Alfonso for pushing her, after she reacted of what had happened, she was already on the flat ground, before he could yell at Alfonso, a shout break in the battlefield and, for some time, everyone could feel their hearts stop.
"AHHHHHHHH!"
The shout of Alfonso could be heard while his body rolled down from the hill, behind him a trace of blood and 5 wolves were following!
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Artemis took a few seconds before she could react, her calm face suddenly changed, an anger that she never felt before suddenly go through her body she clenched her teeth and run towards Alfonso.
"YOU FUCKERS!
MARK OF THE HUNTER!!"
Shout Artemis while throwing her bow, she made it just barely before the first wolf could stick its fangs on Alfonso' neck!
Artemis made a kick motion and manage to repel the wolf, however, the other wolves also arrived and began to attack Artemis from all sides.
The soldiers, still stupefied, became blue paled. They already consider Alfonso, their commander, their lord! , so they couldn't possible let him die!
However, just before they could rush to Alfonso's side, a voice halt their steps.
"DO… NOT….. BREAK….
THE… FORMATION!!"
It was Alfonso's voice, it wasn't like the imposing voice that before, it sounded more tired, and also, one could feel the pain that the owner of that voice was going through, however the soldiers couldn't help but clenching their teeth and forming once again the formation.
Alfonso, who barely could stand the pain, stood up, he was bleeding a lot, he took a look at the place that the wolf had bitten, and he couldn't help but make a bitter smile.
"It just.... Happen to be...… my right leg..... ha, ha….. now… I can barely stand the pain because... of the….. cane of chrono….. however.... I … can….. tell...… my leg.... Is useless…. now"
Alfonso knew, that his leg would have to be amputated.
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The Last 100
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8 116Lure O' War (The Old Realms)
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8 128Dauntless: Origins
Snow white hair, blue eyes, pale. Devil, monster, mutt, failure.This story follows one Tyr Faeron, crown prince, heir primus and mass murderer. A wrathful, angry, and lost young man that has made it his goal to hunt down the men that killed his mother - and he is on the cusp of finishing the promise he'd made before her cairn stones so many years ago. On the surface he is duplicitous, whimsical, and base of cunning - but within the depths beyond the many masks he wears, something is waiting. Waiting for an end, the end he'd come to long for, whether it be to himself or any possible threats in his vicinity. After that long labor of vengeance is completed... Nobody knows, not even him - an arrogant and otherwise solitary individual with nothing in the way of friends - only the brothers of the blackguard who follow him through life as he pursues this mission. He was born a prince, but he'd be called a disappointment - failing to manifest the great power that he was born to before being summarily discarded by his father, a 250 year old 'primus'. That word again... Men who can shatter mountains and level cities, that's what he was supposed to be. Some call them demi-gods, all Tyr sees is a poor excuse for a parent. Time had made him bitter, cruel, and arguably psychotic - seeing only enemies wherever he looks. They'd come for him, too, one day - to wipe the slate clean and make room for another - and it's his conviction to ensure that he dies while taking as many of those rats with him. This is a story about finding acceptance, growth, and understanding - from the point of view of a cold and brutal individual who wears many masks. Of someone who was born to be the greatest emperor the eastern continent has ever seen - but he failed in that. Strong, yes, but only in the context of a man - Tyr's magic is weak. His convictions are weak. He has been made a beast of instinct by loss and a constant confronting of his own impotency in the face of his father. A mythos that stretches across planes, of magic, a pantheon of cruel gods. Of someone who's dedicated his entire mind to the art of killing a man, and none to living a normal childhood or coming to understand friendship, empathy, or compassion. The first five years of his life a mystery, a hole none have ever been willing to fill, leaving him warped and twisted. His formative years gone and what must've been most of his humanity along with it. Now 17, he is on the cusp of leaving the city he'd never been permitted to leave for what might be the first time in his life. Always searching, though he won't know what for, for some time. An episodic that follows experience and symbolism rather than a never ending series of battles - where the conflict lay in constantly searching for wholeness in lieu of great villains or heroes. This is where it all started, the origin, the tale told a million times - and yet it hadn't been, 'reality' is tricky like that. The greatest lie ever told by the tongue that speaks is that any of this was real at all.
8 248Gods among gods
This is the story of Mikah on his way to immortality and Deom, his teacher, who could never leave his. It is the history of humanity against the designs of destiny on the path of apotheosis. This story is for those with an open mind without a set of rules imposed on them by men that came before. This is a key to open your ideas of the universe.
8 142Tales from the Triverse
Tales from the Triverse is part detective drama, part fantasy adventure and part space opera. I’m influenced by the likes of Iain M Banks, Isaac Asimov and ND Stevenson and work including The Wire and Gotham Central. It begins with an incident two hundred years ago which crashed three parallel universes together. Portals open up in 18th century London, sending England down a very different path. We pick up events in the 1970s, with the Metropolitan Police having established a new department to handle portal-related criminal activity. The story is about intolerance, immigration, multiculturalism and power. It’s about what happens when incompatible viewpoints are weaponised to seed discontent, and the efforts of some to create a fairer world. In the tradition of the best science fiction, fantasy and crime fiction, I’m using the setting to examine themes that matter to me in the real world. Who is it for?If you like science fiction or fantasy, or a mix of both, this is for you. It’s my first foray into crime fiction, but I hope if you’re a fan that you’ll enjoy yourself - especially if you’re looking for something a bit different. I write fiction that is optimistic, progressive and empathetic. Bad things can happen to good people in the stories, but the overall arc tends to be hopeful. Note that if it were a movie, Tales from the Triverse would be a 15 certificate in the UK.
8 125The Change
Percy is accused of the attempted murder of one major and one minor goddess and the fading of a minor goddess. He is sent to Tartarus but years later the gods realize their mistake and bring him back just in time for a war against a new villain. Only this time Percy isn't the same. Tartarus changed Percy and not in a good way.
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