All Chapters of I Am Calvin Luthor: The God Of War: Chapter 1
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6 chapters
New Beginnings
Chapter 1Calvin POVThe sky to the north hung heavy and dark, as if the rain wanted to fall. The sun was fading and the clouds were shifting low. The air tasted like the start of trouble.A thousand soldiers stood in tight formation. Their uniforms were pressed and bright under the lights. We were the California Special Forces, feared across the United States. I am Calvin Luthor, and I am the commander. My face showed nothing. Inside me was only cold quiet and a suffocating command that demanded obedience.My five-star rank shone on my shoulders. It meant authority. It meant fear. My name had become a warning to terrorists and assassins. Wherever my voice carried, chaos followed. They called me a devil. Some called me Angel Adriel risen from hell. I had faced thousands of battles. No one could challenge me and live to tell it.Davis West stood near me, as he always did. He was my officer, my friend, my right hand. He wore three stars on his sleeve. He called me his mentor, and I acce
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Attack in iraq
Chapter 2Calvin POVThe fighter jet touched down on Iraqi soil and the heat hit us like a wall. The desert smelled of dust and metal and old violence. I carried my rifle and the rest of my gear: grenades, comms, spare mags, anything that meant I would not be caught off guard. Every step I took made the sand shift and my boots scuffed the air. I have been strong since I was a boy. Training, hard hands, and a life of blows had made my legs steady and my arms hard. Now all I wanted was to make them pay for what they had done to me.Memories came in flashes , quick, sharp images that burned and then vanished. For nineteen years I had replayed the way my father trained me. He had been an ex-military man from Campbell City. They called him the God of War. His name was Kaelor Thane. I saw him in a dozen frames: a young man in uniform, a shadowed face standing over maps, hands that taught me to hold a gun, to move without sound, to hate weakness.He had taken down evil men and corrupt offici
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Survival of The fittest
Chapter 3Calvin POVThe desert was covered in smoke and dust. The wind howled over the empty land as gunfire echoed through the still air. I stood among the fallen, holding my weapon tight, my fingers aching from pulling the trigger too many times.Bodies of terrorists were scattered everywhere. From ten to hundreds, they had all fallen under my hands. I didn’t stop until the silence swallowed everything. My blood was boiling, not from exhaustion but from rage. Every shot I fired carried a message — vengeance.As I reloaded my gun, flashes of my memories started returning, burning through my mind like lightning. Images came fast — my childhood, my father, the day the world fell apart. Then I saw him — my twin brother.Forger.The name hit me so hard I froze. I remembered when we were small, running through the garden of the White House while my father watched us. My father, Kaelor Thane — the man the world once called *The God of War*. He was feared by nations, respected by armies, b
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The God Of War Is Captured
Chapter 4Calvin POVThe jet, later dropped us back in the desert, nght fell across the Iraqi desert like a thick blanket. The stars burned dimly above us, cold and distant, while the desert wind whispered through the dunes. Our campfire crackled softly, its orange light flickering against the shadows of our faces.James, Felix, Maximus, Hendrick, and I , along with the few remaining spy soldiers , had set up camp after a long day of blood and chaos. We needed to rest before heading out at dawn to hunt down the head of the terrorists. The mission wasn’t over yet. It had only begun.We pitched our tents in a small valley surrounded by dunes, the perfect cover against drone surveillance. Hendrick set up the security sensors while Maximus and Josh took charge of the food.The air smelled faintly of smoke and dust, mixed with the scent of roasted fish and grilled vegetables. Maximus flipped the fish over the fire while Josh added salt and pepper. They were soldiers, yes — but also the bes
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Let's see Who is The Real God Now
Chapter 5Calvin POVThe sun was rising slowly over the desert, but inside Sakhir’s territory, it was always dark. The cave was huge, built deep into the rocks with long tunnels, weapons stacked on wooden crates, and dozens of men walking around with rifles. Every corner of the place reeked of sweat, oil, and blood. The sound of men shouting in Arabic filled the air, the smell of gunpowder mixed with smoke from burning torches.Sakhir’s cave wasn’t an ordinary hideout; it was more like a base, a place where monsters trained to kill. There were trucks parked near the entrance, heavy machine guns mounted on them, and cages lined against the wall. Each cage had people inside, weak, starving, and scared.I woke up in one of the small corners, my head throbbing with pain. The moment I tried to move, I felt the cold metal of a gun barrel pressing against the side of my skull. The guard barked something in Arabic I couldn’t understand, then kicked me in the ribs, forcing me to stay down. My
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Either Dead Or Alive
Chapter 6Calvin POVDarkness swallowed me, then pain dragged me back. My head throbbed in slow rhythm, each beat a lead weight. I pushed my eyes open and found rock above me, the cave roof blurred by a smear of blood. My mouth tasted like metal. The world tilted. I tried to move and a bolt of fire lanced through my left leg. I hissed and forced breath through my teeth.Hands—rough hands—caught me and shoved me down. A guard’s boot found my ribs. I let out a low sound but kept myself silent. The cave smelled of oil, sweat, and rot. Torches threw thin light like the teeth of some hungry animal. Men moved around me with machine guns and ropes; their faces were scarves and hard eyes. Sakhir’s laughter still cut the air like a blade.I blinked and took in what had happened. My left leg was swollen, bandaged crooked; dried blood crusted the cloth. The bones burned when I flexed, and a dull ache in my hip told me I’d been beaten raw. My hands were tied behind my back so tight the ropes bit
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