《Rome on Middle Earth (ROME)》Chapter 12 - Darius Axe
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Misty Mountains
Darius POV
My horse trots toward the front and I looked at Garen ordering the soldiers to prepare for the next wave of goblins coming down the mountain.
"We used up all our javelins, we can't weaken their next charge," I say to him frowning.
"We have two legions of men here, this should be enough after what I've seen them do"
"What do you mean?" I asked him
"They're actually weak, nothing compared to the barbarians of Germania. A shove of our shields can knock them down and finishing them off with the stab of our swords."
"I agree with you, their necks were too soft for my axe as I killed them when I and the prince RESCUED you haha!" I emphasized what happened earlier.
"Shut up! I was just trying to analyze their weakness that's why I was that far out!"
"Sure, sure you were analyzing their weakness" I speak with a satirical voice as I looked at the blushing Garen.
"Here they come!" Shouted by a centurion.
I looked at the goblins ten meters from him and trying to count their numbers: "There's at least seventy thousand of them. Should be enough to satiate my axe!" I said excitedly
Garen facepalm as he hears my words: "You're the only person I know who gets excited in a fight like a horny dog."
"I only love three things in life and that is women, booze and fighting! HAHA!"
I waved around my axe as I welcome the goblins. The charging goblins arrived in front of the shield wall.
BOOM!
The sound of impact as goblins slammed their bodies to the shield wall.
Without javelins the legion wasn't able to weaken their charge, soon gaps opened in the formation as goblins persistently slammed on the shields.
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I quickly rushed towards the gap.
"Taste my axe goblin scums!" I shout as I swing my axe, killing three of them with a swing.
The goblins attracted by my war cry runs toward me. I quickly killed two more with another swing. I continued to swing my axe as I killed more goblins than a battalion of legionnaires could.
Without realizing how long I've been fighting I smiled as my axe continue to reap more lives.
"Orcs!"
I heard a shout behind me, I looked towards the rear and see giant wolves and what should be orcs riding them. I quickly urged my horse towards them, excited to fight new enemies.
"I hope they're not weak like those goblins!"
I tossed my axe towards them as I arrived, the wolf sees the axe too late and sliced its body.
The orc riding it falls off and Darius horse tramples its body. I grabbed my axe from the wolf's corpse and looks for a new target when I saw a big one fighting Thorin.
The orc rides a huge white wolf and has a blade as its right arm.
"That should be a good target!” My horse gallops toward their direction.
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Dirge
All things are. We once dreamed of a sky filled with possibilities. Of neverending knowledge. But those were conceited times, filled with quibbling. Now we look up and fear the vastness. We fear that there’s no edge to infinity. Humanity pulled itself together. Not like you’d expect, not like you’d approve of, but the results are spectacular. We call ourselves Utopians now, to make it simple for our kin in the cosmos. We’ve moved out into the Omniverse, to unlimited resources, and to dominance over the weak. Not for gain, but to the ends of permanence and peace. The cessation of their suffering. At the apex, looking down on those confined, those unenlightened, we felt safe. So few stand shoulder to shoulder with us. Fewer yet of them are so united as we. Porter, a godkiller for the Eidolons, is out of the job. Christopher, a Magus in the Guild, has him a new one, but with motives questionable. Kendall, a failing student at the Monastery, has to deal with secrets he never wanted. Anna, her entire life just fell apart, leaving her bereft. And Doran, he awakens. Each of these people, connected as members of the Omniversal Utopian Commonwealth, are helpless to the dark truth closing in. Not even the artificial intelligence, Aku, keeper of all Utopian power, can stop the Ouroboros. It’s not a new dawn. The light is dying. Hold your breath and go gently.
8 195Project Pegasus: An Airplane Crashed into Me So I've Been Reincarnated as a Skeleton
“Where am I?” The place seemed familiar yet my head ached each time I tried to remember it. “This place is kinda creepy.” Wait, what happened to the school? “There should be a plane crash around here somewhere. Also, why am I still alive?” Or maybe... This is the afterlife? “Wait. Nevermind that.” “How in the world could a plane even crash on me like that?” As I stood, I got a glimpse of my right hand touching the ground. “AHHHHHHHHH---!!!” There was no flesh. “Sh*t. What is this?! Why are my hands just bones?! Am I decomposing?! It doesn’t seem to hurt though.” Just like normal, I could feel my heart beating faster, however, as I touched my chest, I felt my fingers sliding through the intervals of my ribs; my heart was gone. “Aaaaah!” As I panicked, I heard a girl’s voice behind me. “Ahm... Suddenly, something touched my right shoulder. My body froze. Slowly, I looked at it; I saw a hand wrapped in white bandage.
8 185The Biomes
Follow a new biome while it grows into an adapting ecosystem at the whims of its creator. Watch as outsiders try to claim it as their own and delve into its depths. The outsiders are desperate to survive and conquer at the cost of many lives. The biome simply wants to grow. What is a biome? Why do the outsiders throw their lives away so easily? Find out by reading from both angles and learn of the mysteries surrounding them.
8 124Tools of Slaughter: Story of a Human
In a world filled with war and horror, she was a tool of slaughter. She fought her way emotionlessly through the war for her masters' commands. But it isn't until they die that she realizes how much the people she killed meant to her. ... People say that being immortal would be an incredible dream come true, but they are liars. Immortality is a nightmare. People also say that they would rather have no feelings than to feel hurt. But she would rather feel something than to feel nothing at all; especially when people who care about her die right in front of her, under her own hands. She would do anything to become human. To live, to feel, to die. To be in control of her own fate. Even if it means losing everything.------------------------------------------------
8 158The God Complex
Alon wishes to be remembered—to stamp his existence on this cruel world, to engrave the fact that "he was here" into the very Earth. This is his sole purpose; To be important. For what greater reason is there to exist if not to be remembered? People are special. People aren’t... Your actions in this life define how those left behind remember you. Once you die, you’re reborn and live on, if only for a time; The grander the actions in this life, the longer your second one becomes. Alon knows this better than anyone, and he will live in the minds and hearts of everyone in Krestelen longer than anyone that has come before. Krestelen is a place long forgotten by those outside its walls; known by most as the Cursed City of The Dead, with the Lower Tier of the City being abandoned by the Upper Tiers after an inexplicable Fog blanketed the entire sector thirty-four years ago. This Fog adds those unfortunate enough to be caught within it into the legions of Vacant roaming the empty streets of the city: A creature that has seemingly lost all reasoning and sanity, to wander around the streets crying into the palms of their hands as they beg for help, to be freed from their condition. This is the place that Alon, and the Gang led by his mentor Casian, shall steal the very source of what gives those in power—the rightfully ruling family, the Deramore's—their ability to live in luxury as those below in the Lower Tier struggles to survive. They will forever be cast into the annals of the history of this cursed place—for better, or for worse.
8 153Destructive Heaven
The quiet corners of your apartment held deep shadows that one day began to take form. As you watched in horror, swallowing down the lump in your throat, a beautiful, horned man smirked at you as his hand reached out to you. The man admits that he has taken quite an interest in you, and expresses his boredom he has with his own life. Now he's here to stir up yours, and will do absolutely anything to get a reaction out of you for his own selfish entertainment. Anything.• Contains Lemon• Contains Gore• Contains Abuse[Yandere x Fem Reader Lemon]
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