webnovel

Free X Fall

Tác giả: AlanBlack
Fantasy
Đang thực hiện · 1.7K Lượt xem
  • 15 ch
    Nội dung
  • số lượng người đọc
  • NO.200+
    HỖ TRỢ

What is Free X Fall

Đọc tiểu thuyết Free X Fall của tác giả AlanBlack được xuất bản trên WebNovel.Earth and Heaven are about to collide. God's personal caretaker follows a lead in a desperate attempt to save his Father and life itself. Drean's descent to Earth spurs legions of demons, angels and g...

Tóm tắt

Earth and Heaven are about to collide. God's personal caretaker follows a lead in a desperate attempt to save his Father and life itself. Drean's descent to Earth spurs legions of demons, angels and generations of their half-breeds to rise up and usurp God once and for all. In the war to come, angel's wings will be severed, raining blood and ash from Heaven's skies, staining Earth forever.

Thẻ
3 thẻ
Bạn cũng có thể thích

Starshine: I’m F*cked In 40k

In this action-filled fan fiction "Starshine”, we follow Captain Varian Solus, a modern-day Marine who lays down his life in a deadly mall shootout, saving a child from certain death. But this valiant end is just the beginning, as Varian’s spirit is catapulted into the war-ravaged universe of Warhammer 40k. Reborn as a yet to be awakened Omega Plus-level psyker with powers that stretch beyond human imagination, Varian is not just a Space Marine; he's the game-changer this chaotic universe needs. As he adapts to his new life, Varian is thrown into epic battles across hostile planets, facing unimaginable horrors with a courage that inspires legends. Varian’s new existence as a genetically enhanced Space Marine attracts the attention of powerful entities. The Emperor of Mankind views him as a possible ultimate weapon against darkness, while the Chaos God Slaanesh sees him as a tantalizing prospect for corruption. Varian won’t sit by and become a pawn in their celestial game. With his newfound abilities echoing those of comic book heroes he once admired, Varian blazes through enemy lines, his name becoming a battle cry across the cosmos. This isn’t just about his survival; it's about him becoming a myth in a universe where gods and monsters play for keeps. Amid the shadowy intrigue and deadly politics of the 41st millennium, Varian—or Exterminus—must decide his path. Will he remain a steadfast guardian of humanity, or will he succumb to the darkness that seeks to claim him? Strap in for "Starshine," where every chapter is a battle, every battle a story, and every story a legend in the making.

RealDarkSeraph · Diễn sinh trò chơi
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
10 Chs

Realm of Warfare

Humans...They think themselves as the superior race, they invade and take our lands then enslaved our kin. They consider us as savages who are deemed unworthy to live freely. They call our way of life as crude and barbaric, they say that they are saving us from our savagery and vile nature but they put collars on our necks and treated us like livestock. They abused our strength and treated our kind badly, they force us to do physical labor and reward us with whips instead of food. There cities...forged by our kind with our sweat and blood... but we...we lived in dark gloomy prisons where we are all stuffed together with barely enough room to move. The elves??? Bah!!! we can't count on those fragile creatures...they are also treated unkindly by humans... but they have it better than us... There women are considered as prized treasures of the wealthy... The humans use them as targets to unleash their carnal desire and since elves were cursed with low fertility, they like them more. And if ever they get pregnant...easy...just execute them... Humans consider having a child with another race as a great offense against there kind. Even elven males aren't spared by human defilement by those who have strange tastes since elves are naturally beautiful. Our women were spared...since they are fearless and feisty by nature...and alot of humans have fallen victim to their feisty nature but we the male weren't so lucky, some human women have a thing for our huge muscular builds and humongous weapons not to mention how wild we can be. We once have seen hope when other group of humans fought with our enslaver...they gave us food and weapon...and we fought with them against our enslavers...we finally tasted freedom...we were natural born warriors...we never shy away from combat...we are warriors and a warrior's rightful place is a battlefield...and we proved this to them...but alas... our freedom was short-lived...after the long struggle we finally defeated those who have mistreated us...but our supposed to be allies backstabbed us...they herded us as cattles and put back the collars on our necks...and from one master to another...our race continued as slaves. After that event...we never trusted humans again...they are all the same...they never stay true to their words...they always think they are superior than us. We were oppressed more than before and finally we can't take it anymore...we rebelled and killed them...our kind made a horde and razed some of their cities...we we're winning...we were stronger than them and in a battlefield we always overpower them...even with their magic we still defeated them...we had our warlocks to deal with them...we finally thought that we can drive them away from our lands but alas...the gods seemed to favor them...they wielded a new weapon into battle...a stick that produces smoke and spits fire and metal...these strange weapons changed the tide of war...a lot of our warriors fell before even engaging their frontline...we hurled spears at them as a retaliation but their sticks always prevailed. We would have won...the humans who once fought against each other united after the rebellion and our kind were driven to the mountains. We soon isolated ourselves in the mountain for many generations...our numbers replenished...but the new generation seemed to have forgotten the injustice that their ancestors suffered and waged war against each other...the once mighty united race was fragmented to different tribes...each fighting for their own...the only consolation was that they still hate humans as their ancestors...humans entering the mountains were always attacked by our brethren of the different tribes. No humans have ever managed to stay long in the mountains and remained alive...with relentless assaults our kin remained isolated from the humans...we lived freely in the mountains despite no longer united...I hope to see my kin united once again before I leave this lands and join my ancestors.

c23074 · Quân đội
Không đủ số lượng người đọc

số lượng người đọc

  • Đánh giá xếp hạng tổng thể
  • Chất lượng bài viết
  • Cập nhật độ ổn định
  • Phát triển câu chuyện
  • Thiết kế nhân vật
  • Bối cảnh thế giới
Các đánh giá

HỖ TRỢ

Về tác phẩm

No One 17 and Under Admittedmature rating
Báo cáo