Harlem still burned.
Smoke rolled across the ruined blocks, carrying the sour bite of melted asphalt and the tang of scorched metal. Sirens wailed in the distance, but the streets around 125th were a warzone no rescue team would enter. Cars lay on their sides like kicked toys, wind...
2025-09-27 07:50:45 +0000 UTC View PostHarlem was a warzone.
Tony Stark streaked above 125th Street in a blur of red-gold light, repulsors whining as he banked hard to avoid a chunk of concrete the size of a motor. Below him the Abomination, a mountain of muscle and bone, roared and hurled another slab ripped from t...
2025-09-26 12:36:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Light surrounded Gaius, a sea of gold without horizon or floor. There was no sense of distance, only a warm brilliance that filled every corner of his mind. He stood in his black and blue war-plate, yet felt weightless, as if the armor was part of the light itself.<...
2025-09-25 10:23:41 +0000 UTC View Post
The thunderhawk settled on the wide landing pad with a hiss of cooling vents. Around it, the harsh lights of Terra’s orbital dockyard gleamed off lines of gunmetal barricades. Adeptus Arbites waited in formation, their black carapace armor polished to a du...
The soft blue glow of data-slate lights filled the chamber as Gaius reappeared aboard the Oath of Rectitude. Steel walls hummed with the low power of the ship’s heart. The air smelled faintly of machine oil and ozone. For a long moment he stood still, letting t...
2025-09-21 01:10:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe estate gates swung open with a low groan as the truck rolled in. The night air smelled faintly of smoke from the city. Lanterns burned along the courtyard walls, throwing wide pools of yellow light across the stone path. People waiting near the gate stepped back when they saw the r...
2025-09-19 11:15:15 +0000 UTC View PostThe days after the rescue at Hoshikawa Elementary passed in a blur of work and steady progress.
The Takagi estate had changed. The big walls still stood, but now the courtyard bustled with families, students, and the scientists and doctors Gaius had brought back from t...
2025-09-19 03:10:50 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 41 – The Iron Gate
The morning sun had already burned away the mist as the truck rumbled down the cracked road. Gaius sat in the back, the steel of his blue armor shining faintly in the pale light. His helmet rested against the magnetic lock on his back plate. He kept his gaze forward, silent,...
2025-09-18 06:18:37 +0000 UTC View Post
The night air over the Takagi estate carried the smell of smoke and gunpowder.
Beyond the high walls, the city was dark and silent except for the faint shuffle of the dead.
Gaius stood near the main gate, his blue armor faintly reflecting the l...
Chapter 39 – The Pulse in the Sky
The late afternoon sun slanted across the Takagi estate, casting long shadows over the training yard and the high stone walls. The smell of gunpowder hung in the air, sharp and metallic. Men and older students lined the firing lanes that had been set up near the outer...
2025-09-15 03:37:12 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning sun cut across the estate walls, bathing the courtyard in pale gold. The survivors were already awake, moving about with quiet energy. Some carried water from the well, others prepared food, and a few guards walked their patrols. Even in this fragile new world, routine gave ...
2025-09-14 12:36:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe heavy bus rolled slowly through the open gates of the Takagi estate. The iron doors groaned on their hinges before shutting tight again, sealing the survivors inside. Beyond the walls lay chaos and ruin, but within stood tall buildings, ordered paths, and men with rifles patrol...
2025-09-13 10:27:21 +0000 UTC View Post
The bus engine rumbled to life, its low growl filling the silence of the school grounds. Survivors sat huddled in the rows of faded seats, their faces pale, their eyes darting from one broken window to another. The wide yellow frame of the bus felt out of ...
The square of Kumogakure shook like the heart of a storm. Stone was split, buildings toppled, and the cries of shinobi echoed through the burning streets. Above the chaos, two figures stood shoulder to shoulder, their presence alone drawing every remaining eye.
... 2025-09-12 01:11:04 +0000 UTC View PostThe air inside the school had grown quieter since the last wave of screams and gunfire. The dead no longer roamed the upper floors, at least not in large numbers. Instead, only the echo of footsteps, the faint groan of the wounded, and the low hum of whispered conversa...
2025-09-11 12:06:01 +0000 UTC View PostThe classroom buzzed with quiet chatter as Saeko organized the students. They had been through the first wave of chaos at the school gates, and although they had made it inside relatively safe, the tension in the room was thick. Saeko moved among them, checking injur...
2025-09-09 10:43:37 +0000 UTC View PostHey everyone! I’ve been thinking a lot about the direction of the story, and I wanted to get your thoughts. I’m considering focusing on just one main female lead instead of a full harem setup.
I’d love to hear what you all think, do you prefer this approach, or do you guys want a harem-style story? Your input real...
2025-09-09 08:53:14 +0000 UTC View Post
The first wave of chaos had already passed the school gates. Screams echoed through the halls as terrified students and teachers ran in every direction, many tripping over one another or falling into the grasp of the undead. From the dojo, Saeko gripped her ...
The days inside the Warp stretched on like months. In truth, months really had passed since the Oath of Rectitude first left the forge world. Time in that strange place did not move as it did in the real galaxy. Hours bled into weeks, weeks into months, and ...
2025-09-09 01:49:00 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning in Malibu was quiet. The ocean stretched endlessly outside the glass walls of Stark’s home, the surface glittering in the sun. Inside, Tony Stark sat at his dining table with a coffee mug in hand. He wasn’t dressed for anything serious, just a worn T-shirt and loose pan...
2025-09-08 00:02:00 +0000 UTC View PostThe captain’s quarters were quiet. The distant thrum of the Oath of Rectitude’s engines vibrated faintly through the steel walls, steady as a heartbeat. Captain Gaius sat at a simple desk, helm set aside, a single candle burning before him. Even in a ship built for war...
2025-09-07 00:50:39 +0000 UTC View PostThe manufactorum was quiet at last.
Smoke curled from broken vents and shattered towers, the smell of promethium and scorched metal still heavy in the air. Fires guttered among the ruins, throwing restless shadows across the steel bones of the fortress. Where once the Iron Warri...
2025-09-06 01:27:55 +0000 UTC View PostThe manufactorum shook with the dull echo of distant detonations. Dust sifted down from the high gantries, settling over the broken halls like a pale fog. The air was thick with the tang of burning promethium and scorched steel. Somewhere deep in the fortre...
2025-09-06 00:35:38 +0000 UTC View PostWarsmith Baldarun stood at the heart of his manufactorum, staring at the Monitor showing Gaius and Ultramarines getting closer. Dust drifted from the ceiling. Chains rattled where they hung from gantries overhead.
He clenched his gauntleted fist, the servos whining against the...
2025-09-05 03:26:51 +0000 UTC View PostThe gates of the manufactorum loomed above them like the walls of a fortress. Towering slabs of ceramite and steel, reinforced with iron studs and layered plating, they were meant to hold back entire armies. Siege guns might have taken hours to crack them. But Gaius did not...
2025-09-05 00:03:55 +0000 UTC View PostThe march into the city was slow, each step crunching over ash and broken glass. Ahead of the Ultramarines, the ruins of hab-blocks stretched like a graveyard of stone and steel. Once, people had lived here, families, workers, children. Now, only smoke and silence rem...
2025-09-04 23:16:19 +0000 UTC View PostThe launch bays of the Oath of Rectitude thundered with sound and ritual. Hydraulic clamps locked, servitors chanted binary hymns, and the Techmarines anointed machinery with blessed oils that smelled of iron and incense. Towering drop pods hung suspended, their...
2025-09-02 10:26:21 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 23 – No Rest for the Chosen
The Thunderhawk’s engines roared as it slid into the hangar of the Oath of Rectitude. The cavernous bay was already alive with motion, serfs in grey tunics rushed across the deck, carrying crates of ammunition. Sparks flew from welding torches as repair c...
2025-09-02 01:55:19 +0000 UTC View Post
The ship shook as another explosion ripped through its broken core. Warning lights flared red along the walls, sparks showering from broken pipes. The air stank of burning oil, blood, and scorched metal.
Gaius stood at the head of his squad. Eleven of his brothers...
2025-09-01 02:23:25 +0000 UTC View PostThe roar of battle still shook the streets of Kumogakure. Stone was broken, flames licked at torn buildings, and shinobi lay scattered across the ground, many moaning, some silent forever. The clang of steel and the sound of armored fists crushing through defenses...
2025-09-01 01:11:36 +0000 UTC View Post
