《ARC》Book 1 Chapter 12 End of the Beginning
Advertisement
[Trial phase is now ending. Ten percent of the aboriginal population has awakened.]
[Aboriginal life forms advanced weapons are to be rendered inoperable.]
[Aboriginal life forms fixed constructs and landmarks to be destroyed.]
[Merit will no longer be awarded to users for awakening abilities.]
[Merit will be awarded to users for actions of bravery.]
[Merit can now be exchanged between users.]
[Soulless currently undergoing enhancement.]
[Soulless physique increased.]
[Soulless intelligence increased.]
[Soulless mutation increased.]
[Role quota unmet, allocating.]
As each announcement from the voice of the System echoed in his mind, Noah felt the situation become more and more hopeless. He rolled over onto his back and stared blankly in front of himself as he felt despair take hold of him. He snapped himself out of his self-pity before it took hold. The vibration of the roof beneath him was rising in intensity, becoming more violent as debris began to fall into the street.
He heard the sound of a gunshot over the humming in the air. He turned to look over the roof peak, to see a group of survivors had taken advantage of the soulless' current incapacitation to skirt around the edge of the crowd. The survivors had climbed onto a boat then successfully pushed off from the docks. One of the survivors was now firing a rifle into the horde of silently screaming creatures.
There was no reaction from the soulless as the crowd remained motionless. Seeing this, more people he hadn't noticed during his reclusion came down from nearby rooftops and buildings. The survivors moved cautiously at first but saw hope when the soulless remained still like statues.
He saw one girl around the age of ten, accompanied by someone who looked to be her grandfather, crawl from one of the half-submerged derelict boats to hurriedly make their way to join a group of other survivors embarking onto a ferry. Noah ignored what happened next as the rooftop he was on was starting to show signs of collapse.
He had no idea how much time the soulless would remain motionless for, but he knew that it wouldn't be forever. He tentatively made his way into the horde, nervously watching them for any signs of life. Noah had navigated halfway through the crowd amidst the horde when he heard another gunshot come from the boat currently bouncing against the dock.
Advertisement
The echoing gunshot seemed to create a chain reaction in the eerily silent soulless roaring at the sky. All at once, the monsters regained their senses, drawn towards the sound of the gunshot.
A wave of soulless rushed towards the boat as the rifleman fired another shot, the lead soulless running towards the vessel collapsed. The sound of the previous gunshots was significantly louder than the last one.
Noah saw the rifleman raise the gun again, but the sound was drowned out as the ambient humming sound once again rose in pitch. Following the hum's increased intensity, the surrounding buildings began to collapse as an announcement echoed inside the survivor's minds.
[Trial phase has now ended.]
Noah watched as the rifleman began to panic when nothing happened as he tried to fire again. The boat had drifted a considerable distance away from the dock at this stage, so he pulled his gun-clip out then attempted to reload it. The rifleman raised his weapon to fire. Once again, nothing happened.
The crowd of soulless had now made it to the dock where the boat had been moored. The first soulless to arrive managed to leap the distance onto the boat. A man beside the rifleman reacted quickly to push the creature back into the water.
Several more soulless attempted to leap the gap. But as more arrived, the now-hairless monsters suddenly pushed each other off the dock into the water as the pier began to collapse. Seeing that, the survivors on the boat started to celebrate with cheers while throwing their arms into the air.
A tentacle suddenly exploded from the water, dragging the rifleman screaming into a gaping maw that had appeared at the surface of the water. Additional tentacles appeared to wrap around the small fishing vessel.
Now that the destruction had stopped, Noah's heart stopped beating in his chest as he furtively glanced at the horde surrounding him while attempting to remain as motionless as possible. He shrank as his body tensed up with fear.
The soulless streaming around Noah stopped running. They all seemed to take notice of him together. Suddenly, he realized with despair that he was still in the middle of awakening an ability.
Advertisement
Noah's mind went into overdrive and he became unnaturally calm as the first of the soulless seemed to lunge at him in slow motion. His eyes narrowed as he instinctively activated the [Spirit Armour] ability of his chest plate.
The soulless' claw bounced off his chest piece with an attention-grabbing burst of cyan light. He instantly became garbed in intricate swirling transparent blue plate armour. The ethereal armour pulsed with faint cyan light as it became invisible in places. Noah could feel that the mysterious spirit armour left none of him exposed. The sword in his hand raised up on its own volition, unleashing a wind blade into the crowd as he shifted subconsciously out of the way of another claw that would have taken off his head.
[Very rare Mental ability awaken…]
[Abilities consume the user's stamina and will deactivate if the user...]
He couldn't spare the required attention to listen to the System right now. Noah was currently in critical danger, he couldn't see any exit through the surge of soulless.
At some point, Noah felt energy flowing from his origin crystal into his eyes. He was able to see an illusionary version of anything his eyes focused on. Black shadows appeared to move beneath the soulless skin, comparable to what he had seen when an ability was activated for Users. He was also able to feel the ghost-presence of everything surrounding him indirectly as if he could predict what was about to happen.
The most unnerving detail was that when Noah focused on an object, the illusion displayed the object moving as usual, while time seemed to slow down in the world around him as he foresaw what the object would do next.
He once again shifted instinctively to crouch down as an opportunistic soulless flew over his head, Crashing into the quickly reforming wall of soulless in front of him. Two of its peers were tackled to the ground.
The soulless that had missed Noah acted on its own instinct, biting into the neck of a pinned soulless beneath it. The unfortunate soulless let out a screech of rage and pain. The enraged creature retaliated by digging its claws into the neck of the attacking soulless straddling it, tearing its throat out.
Noah effortlessly twisted his body as three claws belonging to different soulless glanced off his blue-ethereal armour. He was in a trance as he retaliated by swinging his sword in an arc to shear through the knee of an attacking monster. He impassionately thrust his sword vertically through the slavering jaw of a hungry creature attempting to latch its mouth onto his face. The sword tip reappeared covered in gore, piercing through the crown of the creature's sickly head.
He felt disconnected from his body as he calmly looked into the soulless' empty black eyes. He was able to see himself reflected as he looked into them. Noah's eyes were burning with a striking purple glow, causing him to become distracted for a moment.
The reflected figure looked heroic, decked out in the intricate glowing ethereal-blue armour despite his ragged appearance. Noah then saw his face. There was subtle purple light moving beneath the surface of his skin, as it moved from his origin crystal to power his intense, radiant purple eyes, representing his new unknown ability.
All of this only took an instant before Noah levered the sword down, effortlessly slicing the soulless' head in half at the jaw, simultaneously unleashing another wind blade into the crowd of slavering demons. This time he didn't hesitate. Noah shoved the decapitated corpse into a limp heap at his side as he began to follow the devasting wind blade as it left a trail of carnage among the amassed soulless.
He could not entirely avoid all attacks as he took a few glancing blows while chasing closely behind the constant stream of wind blades being released as he dashed towards the harbour. Noah still felt unnaturally calm as his face remained impassive. He now had time to wonder about that as the soulless no longer paid him any exceptional attention now that his ability had awakened. He took this brief respite in the battle to rush in a different direction.
Advertisement
- In Serial60 Chapters
Far Strider
A college student finds himself transported into a strange land with burgeoning magical powers, and is taken in by Ned Stark. Will he sink or swim in this medieval society, and will he ever get home? ====================== OC-insert without knowledge of Game of Thrones, new planeswalker. Slow power ramp. Second crossover: Star Wars (around chapter 39). ======================= As a note, I started this as a speed writing challenge to myself. The challenge was successful, and I managed 100,000+ words (as well as some character sheets in excel and such) over 10.5 days. Then I had to stop and let my hands recover from their burgeoning carpal tunnel syndrome. The story currently stands at around 150,000 words (or ~550 RRL pages) over 54 chapters; expect a chapter a day until I've caught up with the backlog. The focus of this story was not quality writing, and that hasn't changed. I mostly use it as my semi-guilty "I need to write something, but am not focused enough to write something good" story. Expect self-indulgent writing in general, and a bit of OP (or, well, more than just a bit if we're being honest), especially later in the story as the protagonist matures into a more full-blown Planeswalker. But if you're looking for something with a power-ramping protagonist romping around the place, something you'd be a bit embarrassed to admit liking (I know I am) but like anyways (and come on, this is RRL, so that probably describes just about everyone here who actually has shame), then this may be a nice bit of mental junk food for you.
8 150 - In Serial79 Chapters
The Forest Spirit who sought the Gods
After the Gods of Time, Nature and the Elements created this world, they took a rest under the shade of a tree they created. Thanking their creation for helping them back with its shade, they gave the tree sentience, blessed him and called him a friend. Now the Gods are half-asleep, content with only watching. The world has breathed for millenia, and the blessed tree still watches over the forest around himself. The world has changed and his life comes to an end, surrounded by loneliness. Gathering what's left of his strength, he passes his torch on, in the hope of giving a last goodbye to his friends, wherever they may be and whenever they would see. Meet and follow his first and last creation he passes his will to, a one of a kind forest spirit with... abilities (wouldn't want to spoil too much here now, would I?). Curious and cute, he will travel and meet new people, discovering the world he's in, to try and give a last goodbye to the three creation gods in his dad-tree's place.------It's my first time writing a novel! Or anything of the kind, in fact. So bash me as much as you like (within reason, of course).------This will be a world of humans, humanoïds, beasts, magic, and a heartwarming tale of travels across it. It won't always be butterflies, roses and friendship though, heavy moments are there too. Also : depictions of violence, blood and gore, nudity, strong language, alcohol and other classic +17 stuff. To the reader's discretion.
8 115 - In Serial9 Chapters
Dungeon Isolation
About a dedicated gamer who reached the very end of a game after 6 years of playing non-stop. Forgetting anything around him and only focusing on the game. Only caring about his personal health, hygiene and looks, he dismissed everything as he immersed himself to complete the impossible game, even when the real world collapsed and dungeons formed all around. The Arisen amongst the populace of Earth took up arms against the monsters within them, gaining supernatural powers in the process. The 20 year old posted his victory over the once-thought-unbeatable game, on the forums that were once watched by the whole world and gameplay streamed live to a million spectators and players. He only receives meager praise from five people of the millions that he had imagined would be there. He wandered outside in the dark of night aiming for the vending machine placed in a dark alleyway, but slipped inside the barrier of a rank 1 dungeon unbeknownst to anyone including himself. (Get ready for the most over-powered protagonist on the entire Earth. He shatters the nine heavens. Turns the constellations upside down with his almighty energy, that is a magnet to all forms of harems, and it even rivals Kir###'s harem gathering power! First, ready yourselves for the most slice-of-life, snail-paced, slow plot development and worm-sized chapters in the whole of Royal Road. Don't even think about enjoying this one!) I don't post on weekends.
8.09 168 - In Serial6 Chapters
The Divide
Alan Messer was an average person who only desired to learn and enjoy life. Things were even getting better, he met someone who is perfect for him. However everything completely changes when he wakes up in the crimescene of a murder and is apprehended. His life thereafter becomes progresively futher from what he always knew. Magic? Monsters? Worlds within his own? Gods?! How can he survive on the other side? This is my first time writing something other than what I've done in school so keep an open mind and constructive criticism is welcome.
8 151 - In Serial275 Chapters
Encounters Out There
Stories about first contact, aliens, space exploration and colonization, and beyond.
8 202 - In Serial108 Chapters
The Toys of the Fool
Sequel to 'The Unfortunate Fool', 25 years; a century has passed in the world of Royal Road and things have changed quite a bit. The game now even more popular than before having several billions of users online at a time is at it's peak, the continent united as one as the Ahreupen Kingdom under the rule of Emperor Weed. In the mist of this, six new players have joined this game under the request of an old man to find his granddaughter who is hiding in this game with no return. Soon enough they catch the attention of a certain Independent Guild under the leadership of a certain person.
8 541

