

Koldson Qubrin
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Novels by Koldson Qubrin

The Tales of the Legendary Mimic : Momo
After a devastating alien invasion, humanity's world has shifted—blending remnants of mystic power with alien tech. Amid the chaos, Max Kingdergale discovers he’s bonded to Momo, a Mimic Monarch capable of creating clones, creatures, and items from the essence of life. But this incredible power comes at a price.
As Max uncovers the truth about his missing father, he faces a darker revelation: his own body is dying. Without finding the perfect shell to sustain him, it could spell the end for our little hero.
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Chapter: Destruction nears(2)
The grand hall of the Cloudsky Sect was alive with murmurs, the air thick with the scent of sandalwood and tension. The elders sat in a semicircle, their robes—azure, silver, and deep violet—marking their ranks. At the center stood IX69, his presence commanding silence with a mere glance. Beside him, the Purple Night Flower Goddess lounged on a floating lotus, her silver eyes half-lidded, yet missing nothing. The issue at hand? The Water Turtle Key—a relic capable of opening the Blessed Realm—was insufficient for the thousands of disciples vying for entry. Elder Voren, a broad-shouldered man with a scar running down his cheek, slammed his fist on the table. "We cannot allow chaos! If we let every disciple fight for entry, blood will flood the training grounds!" Elder Hagan, his rival, sneered. "Then what do you propose? Handpick favorites? The key’s energy is limited. Only the strongest should enter." Arguments erupted, voices overlapping until— "Enough." The Flower G
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Destruction nears (1)
A golden-haired boy appeared in a grand temple, his body materializing in the heart of the sacred hall surrounded by golem frog dragons. Towering pillars stretched toward the heavens, etched with golden runes that pulsed with an ancient, unseen force. A serene incense filled the air, Tension could be felt with deep displeasure from a Elder who had a dragon staff with a long golden strands hair and white beared . Draped in flowing robes, his eyes were sharp like celestial blades, yet held a depth that spoke of wisdom carved through centuries. The boy fell to his knees, pressing his forehead against the cool marble floor in deep reverence. "Disciple greets Master." A long silence followed, thick with unspoken rebuke. Then, the teacher finally spoke. "You failed to stop them, indeed not your fault but you shall bear guilt for all race ." The words were neither loud nor reprimanding, but they carried enough weight to make the boy’s bones feel heavy. "Master…" he started, but th
Last Updated: 2025-04-11
Chapter: Ethan
*More salad here," "Can you finish that.." "Hey have you heard" "what. Huh.. Wait who is that.. He just hit me by without apologising" "ooh, he was the kid that got beaten by a disciple of ours" "Trash..anyway Heard the illusion Realm is opening.. The cafeteria buzzed with lively chatter, students filling the space with laughter, clinking trays, and the occasional outburst from overly enthusiastic groups. The scent of freshly baked bread and grilled meat lingered in the air, mixing with the sharper tang of spices. Max, flanked by the girls, finally secured a table near one of the large windows, where golden sunlight spilled in, warming the polished wooden surface. Just good!! (sarcasm*) Just as he settled, a stern voice pulled him from his brief respite. "Max, since you're the only guy here, you should do the honors and get the orders." He blinked. "Huh? Why me?" "Because you're the only guy here," Sarah repeated with a smirk, resting her chin on her palm.
Last Updated: 2025-03-26
Chapter: Mimic begins to show off
The training hall was a wreck. Broken wooden dummies lay scattered like fallen soldiers, their limbs twisted and splintered. Sarah hung upside down from the wall, her hair brushing the floor, her face a mix of frustration and amusement. Max stood in the center of the chaos, his backpack slung over one shoulder, Momo peeking out with wide, nervous eyes. “So,” Max said, glancing at the carnage, “this is what you’ve been up to?” Sarah sighed. “Training. Or trying to. These dummies are… relentless.” As if on cue, a loud *clank* echoed through the hall. The last remaining dummy—a towering monstrosity with glowing violet eyes—stepped forward, its joints creaking ominously. “That one’s the boss,” Sarah said, pointing. “It’s got a **Strength Core**. Tried beating it at its focus once, but Marco Polo, that stuff has some thick nerves. So now we go with Plan B Strategy!” Max raised an eyebrow. “And you thought hanging upside down was Plan B? That’s a good strategy?” *Hmm… Pl
Last Updated: 2025-03-20
Chapter: Flowers and Four sins.
Max stood before the trial chamber, his emotions calm yet his thoughts ever-moving. He had expected to step forward immediately, but instead, he was told to wait. "Prepare yourself," the receptionist had said. "The higher-ups haven’t sent someone for you yet." So, Max waited. He took in the grand hall, the flickering lanterns casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of aged parchment and incense filled the air. Disciples walked past, whispering, some casting lingering glances in his direction. He ignored them. He lowered himself onto a wooden bench, closing his eyes. His heartbeat slowed. Meditation wasn't something he often indulged in, but he needed clarity. His breathing steadied. The world faded. Minutes passed. Then an hour. Max finally rose and approached the receptionist. "Has anyone come yet?" She shook her head. "Not yet." Just as he turned away, the sound of approaching footsteps reached his ears. A sharp, clipped voice followed. "Ah. So you’r
Last Updated: 2025-03-16
Chapter: # **The Path of the Unchosen**
Beep* Beep* 【 Anomaly spotted.... Bling schrhnnng!! Anomaly Identified DETAILS: World Fissure[Time] A part created due to unstable timeline. Appears to breach into another timeline of the same space. ROUTE: Past TIMEMARK: Era of Cultivation, Time of Great Sects and Sovereigns TIME DC: FIRST world Century before counting RANK CAP: SOVEREIGN - MONARCH Note: A Sovereign is a level zero being who hasn't achieved equilibrium and fused his core after equality to become a Monarch. They tend to live as long as they cultivate under normal conditions, but most die within 1000 years regardless.】 ###****### The system prompt came in as Max walked with the rest of the team, Him and Sarah, side by side. The cohort emerged into a wilderness that defied mortal description—a lush, primordial forest where reality seemed to bend at its edges. The air hummed with spiritual essence, thick with the heady perfume of otherworldly blooms and rich, vital earth. Ancient trees, their tr
Last Updated: 2025-03-13