Novels by Orion

​"Listen closely to the song of this apocalypse, Machine. They scream out to God while the monsters' teeth tear their intestines out."​Zac stood in the courtyard of the Central Hospital, staring at the hellish landscape stretching out before his eyes. Plumes of thick black smoke billowed from dozens of burning skyscrapers. Hundreds of crashed cars clogged the main highways of Force City. A relentless cacophony of blaring car horns created a deafening symphony of absolute chaos.​[The population's stress levels have reached the absolute maximum limit. Civilian evacuation routes have completely failed. The system advises the host to focus all energy entirely on securing a personal escape route.]​The system's mechanical voice echoed inside Zac's skull. The blue screen on his retinas instantly projected a topographical map of the entire city.​"Show me the absolute fastest route to the industrial port." Zac stepped down the concrete stairs, letting the night wind blow against his filthy

​"Viktor, answer my call right this instant! Have you secured that cripple's corpse?"​Bryan's voice buzzed loudly from the communication radio attached to Captain Viktor's shoulder. The static shattered the silence of the patient waiting area, which was heavy with the metallic stench of blood.​Captain Viktor lay completely lifeless on the ceramic floor. His eyes bulged, staring blankly at the ceiling. Thick red blood continued to flow from his inner thigh, creating a massive puddle that soaked Zac's rubber boots.​Zac stared at the radio transmitter with an ice-cold gaze. The stomping of the remaining Black Cleanup Squad soldiers' combat boots grew closer from three different hallways. Red laser sights danced across the walls of the room, hunting for a clear shot.​Time was incredibly tight. Zac squatted down and detached the communication radio from his enemy's tactical vest. His left hand moved agilely, searching the captain's protective pouches. He found two fragmentation grenade

​"Destroy the southern sector right now!"​Captain Viktor's roar echoed from the main hallway, shattering the silence of the hospital. The giant of a man wasted absolutely no time trying to figure out his subordinate's fate. He responded to Zac's threat with the most brutal military action possible. He lowered the barrel of his assault rifle. He raised the forty-millimeter grenade launcher mounted beneath the main barrel.​"Burn to ashes, you crippled bastard!" Captain Viktor pulled the grenade launcher's trigger without a single ounce of hesitation.​Zac had barely tossed the communication radio to the floor when the whistle of the projectile sliced through the air. The high-explosive grenade struck the concrete wall of the medicine storage room right in front of Zac's face.​A devastating explosion instantly tore the building's structure apart.​An orange shockwave violently swept through the entire room. The concrete walls shattered into thousands of pieces, turning into lethal pro

"Shoot him in the head right this instant! Do not let him breathe for another second!"​Captain Viktor's voice was freezing cold as it echoed in Zac's ears. The muzzle of the assault rifle pressed violently against Zac's temple. The executioner pulled the trigger back.​"You will rot in hell right alongside your family!" The soldier sneered sharply, staring down with absolute disgust at the crippled man beneath his feet.​A shrill, deafening roar suddenly shattered the tension. The sound did not originate from a human; it sounded as if it had been ripped straight from the pure depths of hell.​A massive shadow leaped through the lingering smoke of the explosion at the entrance to the records room. A feral monster, dressed in a torn hospital gown, pounced directly onto the soldier holding the gun to Zac's head. The monster's razor-sharp teeth tore the soldier's throat wide open in a single, brutal bite. Fresh blood spurted violently, soaking the tiled floor.​"Shoot that damn monster!"

"Break down that wooden door and destroy every breathing thing inside!"​Captain Viktor's voice was heavy and muffled behind his protective mask. The execution order echoed with crystal clarity in Zac's ears, piercing right through the thick door of the medical records room. The synchronized stomping of steel-toed tactical boots advanced steadily toward his hiding place.​Zac's eyes scanned the pitch-black room at lightning speed. He spotted two massive medical oxygen tanks standing upright in the corner of the room, right beside a storage rack filled with liquid chemicals. An incredibly insane and highly risky idea flashed through his genius mind.​"What is the absolute maximum pressure inside those green oxygen tanks?" Zac asked rapidly inside his head.​[A standard medical oxygen tank holds a maximum pressure of two thousand psi. A sudden, critical breach of the main valve will generate a projectile thrust completely equivalent to the blast of a mid-level improvised explosive devic

"Kill that crippled bastard right this instant!"​Bryan hurled his crystal glass of red wine against the wall of the underground bunker. Shards of glass shattered, soaking the expensive silk carpet inherited from his father. The handsome surgeon's face was now flushed deep red, consumed by explosive rage.​The giant monitor screen in front of him displayed the CCTV footage from the ground-floor hallway of the Central Hospital. The camera lens was half-covered in the thick blood of his own elite guard.​"How the hell did that crippled janitor survive being surrounded by those walking corpses?" Bryan violently slammed his fist down on the intercom button on his control desk. "Explain to me exactly how our elite guard was slaughtered by a man who mops floors!"​The security operator on the other end swallowed hard. He sounded absolutely terrified. "We are detecting an unnatural body temperature anomaly from the target, Young Master. Based on our movement analysis, the speed and precision