Greg VS Raid 9-48

00:03:21 had elapsed since the previous internal checkpoint. His suit core temperature continued to climb even as Armsmaster logged the matter, only to quickly dismiss the HUD notification with the slightest of eye movements. He advanced five steps—three‑point‑nine‑meter strides propelled by an artificial muscle system, weight distributed as well as he could manage to minimize…

Cutscene: Snake on the Lane – o – o – o – o – o – o – o –​ Tap. Tap. Tap. Thomas Calvert’s fingers drummed against the leather of the steering wheel. Rhythmic. Deliberate. Control manifest in movement. He let the sound fill the silence, let it settle beneath the steady hum of…

The first rule of fighting monster dogs, especially ones that looked like someone tried to make a Kaiju out of spare parts and bad vibes, was simple. Don’t get eaten. Seems obvious, right? Like, rule number one of basic survival. But when you’ve got four of the things trying to turn you into a chew…

Her mouth opened wide in a yawn, arms stretching above her head as she woke up to a song loud in her ear.  The same one this city had been screaming for weeks now. Honestly, it was the best vintage she’d tasted in years, thick and layered like someone had redone a classical piece with…

Shink. The blade sank in, all six inches embedding deep into the space under his ribs. Sophia’s physical weight was a car crash more than a tackle, all the force of a cinderblock dropped from a third-floor window as her newfound manic strength was enough to take him entirely off his feet. All the air…