Novels by Marcelino Atmajaya

Silas's footsteps echoed against the scorched asphalt as he casually strolled away from Julian Mercer’s paralyzed body. Above him, the stealth VTOL descended, sweeping the crater's dust away with the roar of its jet engines.The moment Silas stepped into the cabin, the heavy cargo hatch slid shut. Rex offered him a glass of neat bourbon, while Ghost stood on standby like a loyal mechanical sentinel. Silas ignored the drink, his gold-flecked eyes locking onto the massive holographic projection dominating the center of the cabin.Nova was typing at breakneck speed, unraveling the strings of data Silas had hacked from Julian’s reactor. "Boss, I broke through the encryption," Nova reported, her eyes widening in disbelief at the holographic map of the West Coast, now littered with glowing red dots."The Zenith Facility isn't just a Viper Syndicate weapons plant. It's the coastal command center for the Olympus Vanguard. The entire elite network orchestrating the Divine Healer Association

The air inside the electromagnetic dome boiled. Julian Mercer’s human face twisted into a maniacal grin as the Viper reactor on his chest spun up to maximum capacity."Die, you bastard!" Julian roared.The cannon on his right arm unleashed a torrent of dense green plasma. The lethal beam cleaved through the distance between them in milliseconds, carrying enough concentrated heat to melt tungsten steel. It struck Silas dead-center in the chest, erupting into a massive globe of toxic green fire that completely swallowed the Grandmaster's figure.Julian threw his head back and laughed, his cybernetic vocal cords echoing metallically across the crater. "Ahahaha! Grandmaster? Divine Healer? You're nothing but a pile of radioactive ash now!""That is profoundly disappointing, Julian."Julian’s laughter choked in his throat. His cybernetic eye whirred frantically, scanning the slowly dissipating fireball.Silas Thorne was still standing in the exact same spot, having not shifted a single mil

Silas's right hand pierced Malachi's chest as easily as a hot scalpel slicing through butter. The young Grandmaster wasn't looking for an organic heart; he aimed for the undead's source of life. His fingers, coated in golden bio-electricity, gripped a pitch-black crystal the size of a fist that throbbed with a sickening pulse, Malachi's Saint Core."AAARRGGHHH!" Malachi shrieked, his raspy voice tearing through the night as his necrotic core was forcibly ripped from his chest cavity.The ancient monster's massive body crashed to the crater floor with a heavy thud, instantly losing all its strength.Silas stood towering over him, holding the black crystal that hissed and smoked upon contact with his pure golden aura. Silas then raised his right foot and stomped hard on Malachi's chest, pinning the Half-Step Martial Saint to the ground so he couldn't struggle."I will only ask this once, rotting corpse," Silas hissed, his gold-flecked gray eyes radiating a killing intent that physically

The stealth VTOL cleaved through the night sky toward Mirage City at Mach 3. Inside the cabin, Silas stood near the sliding cargo hatch as it glided open. Gale-force winds at an altitude of thousands of feet battered his crisp black shirt, yet he stood entirely immovable. His slate-gray eyes, now rimmed with striking bands of gold, pierced downward through the clouds, locking onto the massive crater where The Obsidian Casino once stood.Over the intercom, Nova’s voice crackled with palpable tension. "Boss, the thermal readings are insane! The glacier is completely shattered. Malachi absorbed every last drop of Seraphina's residual Yin Qi to regenerate. A one-kilometer radius around the ruins is currently flooded with a necrotic poison mist. Anyone entering that zone without high-tier Qi protection will melt into a puddle of blood in seconds."Silas scoffed dismissively. "Good. That will keep the other insects from interrupting our extermination process."Rex, securing his tactical har

The heart monitor beside the cryogenic capsule beeped in a steady, rhythmic hum, l, a sound of life that defied every known law of modern medicine.Jonathan Thorne stared at his son, his weathered hands trembling as they gripped Silas’s arms. The older man’s eyes, once hollow and resigned to a brutal death at the hands of the Divine Healer Association , widened as he felt the terrifying, god-like resonance radiating from Silas’s Golden Heart."Silas..." Jonathan choked out, his voice raspy. "Your eyes... the gold... You unlocked it. You actually broke the final seal."Silas frowned slightly, his dominant aura dimming just enough to comfort his father. "The Divine Nerve?" he asked, his baritone voice smooth. "Yes. The seals are shattered. I am a Grandmaster now, Dad. No one will ever touch you again.""No, you don't understand," Jonathan interrupted, his grip tightening with a desperate, frantic strength. He coughed, spitting out a tiny speck of residual black phlegm, but his gaze was

The intense heat and thick steam left over from the Yin-Yang storm slowly dissipated from the VIP ICU of the Aegis Sanctum.Silas Thorne stood in the center of the room, his back facing the heavily dented titanium medical bed. He had donned a crisp black shirt prepared in the room's emergency wardrobe. Every time he drew a breath, a low resonance echoed, vibrating the very air around him.That was the beat of his Golden Heart. An organ that now pumped not only blood, but an endless stream of pure Qi and Grandmaster-level bio-electricity into every single cell of his body. His power now resided in an entirely different dimension compared to when he annihilated The Obsidian Casino.On the bed, Seraphina Sterling lay covered by a silk sheet. The Ice Queen's face looked exhausted, yet her eyes radiated absolute adoration as she gazed at her Master's broad back. Seraphina's meridians were now completely stabilized, even vastly strengthened by their union."Rest, my Ice Queen. You have work