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Chapter 70: Analysis

-Alexander POV-

So, complications.

What the hell was I supposed to do with half a dozen unconscious parahumans?

Well, first of all, keep them sedated. Don’t want them breaking out to go cause a mess somewhere else. Plus it prevents any of them undergoing any further trauma.

Take notes Taizong!

The six were currently in stasis tubes, lined in a row in a section of the underground chamber that would soon be my workshop. The place where I...

Chapter 69: Mending

-Alexander POV-

I stare down at the twitching body before me in mute shock, the sandwich I had been planning to eat while gazing upon my work now sat forgotten – dropped upon the floor with a sad squish.

‘What? How? I was gone for an hour tops!’

My bafflement at finding a man who looked coked up on every drug imaginable didn’t end for a solid five minutes, it was just so surreal. Seriously, how would you react to that? Shit was weird.

...

Chapter 68: Good Crawls

-Chubster POV-

Ben ran.

He ran without thought, taking no attempt to pace himself.

There was only mindless panic.

His ragged breaths burned in his lungs as he heaved himself forwards.

Cackles lit up the tunnel behind him, the sound like nails on a chalkboard.

‘Run! Run! Run!’

It was the sole thought he had been reduced to.

No thoughts for his teammates. No tactical considerations. Not even the longing for his daught...

Chapter 67: Carcosa

-Alexander POV-

A blinking light in the corner of my eye rouses me from the task of methodically laying down brickwork. With a thought the nanites attached to my eye show me the cause for the interruption.

Oh! My drone had arrived in Jinzhou.

The military build-up around the smooth depression that ha once housed the city of Jinzhou made me frown slightly as I took it all in. Much like me, they seemed intent on studying the breach. Monitoring equipment surrou...

Chapter 66: Gehenna

-Alexander POV-

‘Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'entrate,’ were the words emblazed on the intricate brass and gold gates that barred entry to any who were not welcome. To call the entry austere would be a lie, they were the height of decadence – a symbol of vanity wrapped up in two enormous doors.

Two enormous bleach white skeletons hung upon the gate, one pair of their arms clasping the gates shut while the other pair beckoned invitingly. Flames lit the empt...

Chapter 65: Terror

-Chubster POV-

That single sentence from Orwell’s mouth sent shivers running down his spine. It felt as if he had been plunged into ice cold water, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. From the wide eyes and pale faces of his team, he wasn’t alone in that feeling.

Suddenly the cave that had seemed so safe suddenly felt…wrong. The shadows crept deeper, the light seemed dimmer.

He felt exposed, watched.

“Shade!” He half yells...

Chapter 64: Maze

-Chubster POV-

Ben’s breaths came ragged as he looked around. Against all odds, they had made it out without being detected.

And yet…

He glanced around, wincing at the frozen landscape that now surrounded them.

“Anything?”

The question directed at Remote caused the Parahuman to look up and shake their head.

“Unfortunately not. There appears to be interference,” Remote said, their words clipped from aggravation. They had been rep...

Chapter 63: Refracted Error

-Renji POV-

“Thank you, young man! Be sure to give my thanks to Lady Yā lì shān dà as well!” The elderly man waved, no longer as distressed now that his roof no longer had gashes in it. The work was simple, but rewarding. Renji may not be a technological genius, like their creator, but replacing a few panels wasn’t beyond them. The only true difficulty had been sourcing the replacement parts, which had involved a lot of waiting.

The man had been an under...

Chapter 62: Cracks Concealed

-Eidolon POV-

He slumped into his chair, the same dead-eyed expression that had been on his face for the last day or so. He let out a breath, his body present yet his mind still a million miles away.

Boston was gone.

Not damaged, or even destroyed, gone. One second they were receiving reports of a new Endbringer sweeping through Brockton Bay, the being twisting the city like taffy, and the next it had reached Boston.

Then it was gone. Deleted

Cau...

Chapter 61: The Oldest Human Language

-Taizong POV-

Glitches filled his vision and a dull heat permeated his head. He reached up. No blood. Of course not. He’s not human.

Yet the pounding headache did not abate as his vision cleared, just in time to see a second punch being thrown his way.

Crack!

Pain blossomed as the fist struck his head once more, splintering and cracking the concrete behind him. Shards of stone and dust hung over his form like a wreath, as his head spun – p...

Chapter 60: Reconnection

-Renji POV-

“Sooo…”

“Don’t fucking say it.”

“My apologies, all seeing one, I know I shouldn’t distract you from your labyrinthine plots,” Renji teased, enjoying the slight twitch it provoked.

He and Alexander were once again walking the streets of Jinzhou, a bizarre mirror of events not so long ago – on the day they had left the city. The sights were familiar, yet tinged with a feeling that was all too familiar.

Chapter 59: Still Contemplations

-Taizong POV-

He flicked through pages on his computer, the images barely having time to load before he went to the next. The computer Taizong called a brain flawlessly sequenced each byte of information and stored them perfectly.

The battle against the unknown entity, code name: Thanatos, had ended roughly ten minutes ago. Shortly after he had activated the emergency teleport the creator had left for this city.

It was unfortunate. Acclimating to a new envir...

Chapter 58: Renovations

-Alexander POV-

With the inclusion of plasma wiring -should I think of a better name for that?- I had finalised my work and set down the current dimensions of the main chamber.

To call it massive would be underselling it, the chamber made any sight I had previously seen -in either dimensions- seem quaint by comparison. The ceiling stretched upwards into a cavernous darkness, the height so vast I couldn’t even see the top.

The same was true in any direction...

Chapter 57: Domicile Difficulties

-Alexander POV-

Question. What is the best way to defend something in a land of precognitives, pericognitives and postcognitives, a world where privacy is non-existent and a Thinker could have your name, email and social security number by day’s end if they wanted to?

Well, as I had already made use of, you simply made it too inconvenient to go after you. Nilbog had used it, the Machine Army had used it, Bonesaw had used it and I was using it again, but with a t...

Chapter 56: Pentagonal Edifice

-Alexander POV-

Dark stone collapsed in on itself, forced into an impossibly singular point. The matter was crushed, contorted, and flattened to form an impossibly small singularity. There was a flash of light and heat as Hawking Radiation bled from the black hole, like blood from an open wound. It existed for barely a millisecond, arguably less, but it was enough.

The dark, glassy, material that made up the pillar he was creating shifted. Superposition r...

Chapter 55: Frozen First

-Alexander POV-

The South Pole was…an endless expanse of snow and little else.

Go figure.

But that’s not to say it was empty. With my senses I could feel the millions of bacteria in the water below us, extremophiles who had adapted to this arctic niche. Krill fluttered about in the oceans, subsisting on tiny phytoplankton and being fed on by larger fauna in turn.

I couldn’t feel the seafloor from where I was, but I already knew it would be densel...

Chapter 54: Deleterious Departure

-Liu Ming, CUI Soldier POV-

The watchtower they had erected was a rickety thing, built from wood sourced from the surrounding trees. It was a rushed job, the frenzied nature of the construction ripping up the earth and toppling trees – damage born from the mistakes of soldiers only taught to guard and kill.

Liu Ming had the ‘honour’ of being stationed atop the hastily thrown together mess since it was first built. Every day he would wake up at six and keep w...

Chapter 53: Broken Shields

-Mary/NOMAD/It’s complicated POV-

Mary screams, only she isn’t sure she does. Her body remains as quiet as the grave as dozens of shells impact her body. Each hits a vital area, and yet none truly hurt her – only causing a faint ache, as if the pain was a scream was muffled behind a wall of fabric. Present, but far away.

She was both present, and not. She blinked, and her vision returned to the inky darkness of the other place. A flash like a synapse firing ...

Chapter 52: Fierce Battle

-Lu Bu POV-

Decimation followed their every footfall, their every movement, as Paragon of Jinzhou and Titan battled for supremacy. Spatial ruptures and supersonic arrows making a mockery of the surrounding land as they traded blows.

Lu Bu had managed, with the aid of the automatons, to push the battle away from populated areas and closer to a rural zone of the city. Lu Bu sent a rain of explosive arrows hurtling towards the fiend before him but was parried by regi...

Chapter 51: Emergence

-Lu Bu POV-

Patrolling was a pain in the ass even on a decent day, but doing so while it was raining was the fucking worst. Lu Bu grumbled to himself, idly twirling his bow across his shoulder as he marched on through the wet streets.

The sun’s reflection from a nearby puddle caught his eye, the glare mercifully reduced by his bodies automatic filtering system.

No, he hadn’t misspoke. Yes, it was raining and sunny at the same time and he didn’...

Chapter 50: Arrogance

-Pretender POV-

The long dim hallways of Cauldron that he was currently in were unpleasant, but they were a welcome change to the too bright, pure white, sections that Cauldron had marked for ‘experimentation’. It all felt too artificial, too theatrical – as if they were dressing their efforts up in a thin veneer of professionalism.

This was the truth.

The dark, grungy, corridors. The countless twisted souls crying out for salvation, for revenge, for d...

Chapter 49: Journey South

-Alexander POV-

“The more I hear about your home the more I can only shake my head,” Renji said, his bafflement clear as he shakes his head. I could only chuckle, more than aware of how crazy 2025 was shaping up to be in my home dimension.

Normally I would feel bad about exposing Renji to politicians, especially the ones back home, but he’s the one who asked.

It had been a week since we left Hyderabad. For the first few days I was on edge, expecting st...

Chapter 48: Observation

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2025-09-16 21:05:46 +0000 UTC View Post

Chapter 47: Nightmares To Come

-Emily Piggot POV-

Emily was a rather cantankerous individual. Many would agree on that. She, herself, would agree, begrudgingly. So to say she was currently livid would not surprise anyone familiar with her.

But the extent of her fury would certainly take some aback.

“So Battery is gone?” Emily closed her eyes and tried to focus on her breathing. Too much stress was bad for her, according to the doctors. 

No shit.

Unfortunately, this cu...

Chapter 46: In Search Of A Home

-Alexander POV-

The tunnel crumbles behind us, the tumbling roar of rock scraping past each other only to crash upon the ground drowned out all other sounds - not that there was much of that. Renji and I watched in silence as the underground entrance to Hyderabad was sealed behind us.

“I’ll miss them,” Renji says, eyes unwavering despite the dust that had been kicked up by the controlled demolition.

“Oh? I thought you hated them. Does Renji h...