《Marvel elixir: Rise of mutant empire》Chapter 9
Advertisement
I drove to my underground lab. Which I personally designed.
Oh looks like I forgot to mention that I have at least 7 master degrees of various engineering branches. But my personal knowledge of Criminology, Politics, Business Administration, Psychology, and my peak biogenetic knowledge doesn't need a paper to prove.
With my powers having increased comprehension and Eidetic memory and a highly calculating mind is pretty easy. It took me one week to complete one degree and then received a degree from the Universities.
It took me 2 years to complete my lab. I have to create designs of various parts of machines and then have them build from the black market by Sebastian and then have to assemble them. It took a lot of money and time. I need to get matter manipulation and technopathy powers.
But everything paid up.
After locking the vampire in a silver cage in which the holy water flows nonstop. The holy water was touching his feet but for vampires, it is even more dangerous than kryptonite is for superman. The holy water was burning him and his vampire physique was healing him.this cycle was his living hell. The holy water was not enough to kill him but enough to torture him and was .t touching any of his vital places.
I know about him. He is a mob gang leader who kidnaps people and then sells them to the vampires. After the vampires kill them, He takes out their organs and sells them to the organ Mafia. A monster like him should feel pain and When I will conduct my experiments on him, I'll be as slow as I can be.
Actually, it is hypocritical of me to call him a monster when I am the bigger one here. I have done things that might even scare the stan himself.
Advertisement
That one person who was present there on that day and ignites the fire. I put a collar on his neck with a very short leather chain. And put a knife just a foot away from his reach. And then I make my 100 men RaPe his 3 years old daughter and wife in front of him. I told him if he can free himself from those chains then I will let them go.
He was trying to reach the knife with all his might and my men were doing their work. I healed his daughter every time discreetly or otherwise, she would have died. I also healed him every time he was going to strangle him.
My men RaPed them so many times in front of his eyes and when I think It was enough I burned his family in front of him slowly, slowly and painfully, and then I let my dogs eat him alive. They ate all of his meat.
The police were horrified by the state of bodies and their post-mortem reports but they don't have a clue as to who did it.
So yes, I am a hypocrite but so what. I have the luxury to be one. I have the courage to go and see myself in the mirror. I am a monster but I am a monster that was made not born.
I have the courage to meet my own eyes and others eyes and I accept that what I am doing is for my own motive. I accept that I am a monster.
It all comes to your courage after all. You are getting bullied is not because you are weak but because you don't have courage. You fear the consequences of what will happen afterward. It takes courage to stab that bully and because of that, you choose to get bullied.
Advertisement
I have lost too much for this courage and now I will not let it go.
I for one last time looked at the vampire and then leave him there. I started to drive toward my mansion.
My residential estate is quite big for example 5000 acre big and it is at least 50 miles away from the city. Most of my estate has a rich forest area in which wildlife lives. My mansion is on 150 acres of land. It has everything in it. I have around 50 servants. I have my family dungeon in the deep forest. I have the best gardens which are in 100's of acres.
I burned my most beautiful which was made for her grave. I did so because I wanted to be free from those chains not because I didn't love her.
My love for her will even put Romeo and Juliet's love to shame. They died for love and I am living fro my love.
I am going to make the mutant Race the most fearsome and powerful race of not only This planet but also of this universe.
If Eternals come they will die. Galactus he will be eaten like those planets. If Tribunal comes he will be replaced. If celestials come they will truly be extinct. This is my promise to her grave.
This will be my gift to my love. The rise of her race and for that, I will do everything.
I do not promise that the Mutants will be having a respectable position among other races but they bloody damn will have a position which will receive respect as the most powerful race.
Advertisement
- In Serial96 Chapters
No More Respawns
Synopsis: The first time Allen died, he was forced back into a living hell where death is temporary, and power is all that matters. With evil and depravity as the rule, tragedy becomes comedy and life becomes an act. Only a deal with a shady god can get him back to his old life, but what happens if there’s nothing left to save? Maybe hell isn’t so bad if you have infinite lives… until you don’t. Needless to say, it’s all fun and games until there’s no more respawns. Foreword: This story is meant primarily as an action adventure and secondarily as a dark and nihilistic comedy. It may not be readily apparent in the beginning, but that's what I have planned (I feel the need to emphasize the dark; don’t rage at me if it gets too ‘traumatizing’ or something). I’m going to take my time with this, so it won’t immediately inundate you with doom and gloom. This is also a comedy, remember? On that note, if for some cursed reason you just can't handle either the references or the jokes, I am willing to battle in the comments. Anyway, I still put a significant amount of effort into the system, so I hope you enjoy that part. It is a little bulky, I'll admit to that, but I wanted to try something new and its more fun when there's more depth to it. Regardless, I still have a lot of fun doing math in the middle of writing a fictional story (/s). I also want to see if I can keep from messing up the pacing. Many times, I end up going too fast because I'm afraid of the story getting boring, which tends to ironically have the opposite effect. I'm still learning I suppose; we'll see how things go. Lastly, please leave reviews and comments, they really mean a lot to me and (usually) help me improve considerably. I'll be asking for feedback in the polls and I do still check the old ones from time to time. Notes: The story takes a bit of time to develop; give it time if you're here for drama, grimdark, or antihero. The system is all blue boxes and I'm not half-assing the numbers. Chapters will be between 1k and 2k words usually. I always use the oxford coma, fight me. Might drop if rating falls below 4 stars, idk. It depends on how my life is going. Cover drawn by yours truly in MS paint. (I have skill, I know)
8 230 - In Serial48 Chapters
Corrupted Guardian
The world was devastated by wars lasting for centuries. The glorious civilizations were crushed or succumbed to their own corruption. The society was plunged back into dark ages, knowledge was lost or forgotten. In this world full of gloom and doom a mysterious creature is weaving his own fate in hopes of prosperity. Within couple decades of his life he gathered a substantial knowledge and now is time to act. Yet he cannot act alone, his plans need allies and friends. He needs people he can trust and rely on. This is a story of his adventure towards his heart desires. Beasts and monsters, humans and elves, beastkin and others will stand in his way. Be advised: The fiction will feature smutty content, questionable morals, pointless violence and gore, cardboard characters and most off all poor English. Saying that please give it at least three chapters. I want to know what you think.
8 87 - In Serial54 Chapters
Wayfarer
Etrylis, world of a thousand planes of power, home of arcanery and the energy of the Mind, is beset by conflict. Its history fraught with cycles of victories and defeat, repetitive in its people's failure to learn from past mistakes. A stagnant world in need of disturbance from an outsider's perspective. Whether it wants it is another story. Join a cast of earthers and natives as they journey through this war-torn land, each pressured by their own motivations and plagued by their own demons. Despite this, spectate their attempt to do the right thing, by them or by what they value, each sailing by the direction of their own moral compass; as could be expected from anyone.
8 119 - In Serial8 Chapters
The 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.
8 163 - In Serial10 Chapters
The Tragedy of the Hanged King
Ameni is the child of a wealthy merchant, with a bright future ahead of him, however when an eldritch monstrosity named 'The Hanged King', which claims to be the 'God of Misfortune and Madness' forces itself into him, he is banished from his family, is exiled from the city-state that he called home, is deported to a work colony in a far-off land. Having lost both his future and his family, he is on the precipice of suicide, however realizes that doing so would only validate those who have wronged him, he decides that he is going to build the best life possible in this strange new world, even if it is only out of spite. This is my first work of fiction, so expect things like grammar errors and inconsistent chapter lengths Set in a 1700s version of a 'Fallen London'-esque America with magic, expect steampunk, and wild west elements with a focus on world building and dark ambiance
8 147 - In Serial56 Chapters
Random COTE reaction ( On Hold)
This is not a normal reaction fanfic I added some things so basically its my auTimeline y1 vol 3 after island exam
8 248

