All Chapters of Cold Apocalypse: My Wife's Betrayal: Chapter 31
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The Forbidden Overdrive
There is a rule in the cold apocalypse: if a monster is bigger than your gun, you don't build a bigger gun. You become a worse monster.The Tier-8 Celestial Dreadnought fired its main weapon outside of the large glass windows of the Mothership. Not a beam of light, nor a missile. It was a dark matter singularity, a black hole the size of a city block that swirls around and is localized. It flew silently through the space of nothing, warping the stars around it, toward our bridge."Evasive maneuvers!" Nova shrieked, her hands darting around the golden-blue console. All auxiliary power to the forward energy shields!The Mothership’s thrusters roared, violently tilting the moon-sized station to the left. Our starboard shields were touched by the singularity. There was no explosion as a result of the impact. Rather, a two-mile patch of our heavy, silver armor was simply blown away by the dark matter.The alarms shrieked, and there were sparks falling on the bridge.Dark matter is not shie
The Ancient Frost
My boot came down with the crushing weight of a collapsing star.CRUNCH.Vael-Kor, the Celestial Executioner, with its indestructible skull and dark matter, was crushed like a hollow tin can. The impact created a localized earthquake in the Tier-8 Dreadnought, shattering the floor of the throne room and hurling huge chunks of alien metal into the zero-gravity space outside the damaged hull.Vael-Kor's huge, 12-foot-tall frame shook once, and then it was completely paralyzed. The most dreaded predator in the galaxy had been slain, and his fortress lay in ruins.But I didn't have time for my celebration.The Overdrive Protocol was driving me crazy. My eyes went crazy; they would flash red and then black. I felt my brain being grated like cheese. In my head, the system alarms went on and on.CRITICAL WARNING: Overdrive capacity exceeded. Neural degradation at 89%. Host sanity fracturing. Immediate stabilization required.]I dropped to my knee, spitting up a concoction of human blood and
The Progenitor Protocol
The Progenitor ProtocolYou don't fight a tidal wave by building a wall. You freeze the ocean.I was on the bridge of the Architect Mothership, a new Tier-8 stellar carapace glowing with the light of a thousand suns, all distant. My reflection in the huge glass windows was steadfast, even though chaos was emanating from my skin. I hadn't mutated into a faceless monster. The basic structure of my face was completely and precisely preserved. It was still my name, Kaelen Vance. Everything in the universe around me might change but I, myself, did not.The jagged, pitch-black Celestial Dreadnought floated silently outside the window, attached to our hangar by tractor beam.“Nova,” I ordered, my voice echoing with a cosmic resonance. “Come closer to the Dreadnought, we are going to make a real castle.”Nova's eyes widened in shock, but her hands covered the assimilated golden-blue console. The massive spear-shaped Tier-8 warship drifted slowly until its hull touched the silver rings of the
The Erasure of Time
When you reach the top of the universe, you usually find that the so-called gods are just old men hiding behind expensive toys.I entered the Star-Fortress private airlock, the vacuum of space roaring past the thick glass. The High Council Flagship was in orbit a hundred miles away, surrounded by the swarming armada of ten thousand Architect warships. It was a large, pure white pyramid that exuded pure arrogant authority.I didn't have to travel by ship to get there. I didn't have to take a plane!I raised my hand, and unleashed the Tier-8 stellar fire and my Dark Matter Manipulation. I sliced my crackling black longsword right down the middle of the airlock, making a jagged, bleeding wormhole in the fabric of space.I didn't turn around, "Hold the throne, Maya.I passed through the cosmic rift, and I found myself, in a blink of an eye, a hundred miles away from the absolute war and right on the outside hull of the High Council Flagship.The battle had come to them, on the bridge of t
The Cosmic Reset
When you kill the king of the galaxy, the crown is yours. But when you realize the galaxy is just a cage, you start looking for the door.I passed through the bloody cosmic rift, leaving the shattered wreckage of the Architect High Council to float in the emptiness of space.I came into being again on the bridge of the Chimera Star-Fortress. My Tier-8 stellar carapace was a force to be reckoned with, but as always, the god-like energy didn't do anything to alter my core nature. My face was still very, very human, always and forever. I was still Kaelen Vance and I had just conquered the universe.In the vast glass windows, the remnants of the ten thousand Architect warships were drifting dead in space, or running about wildly in slip-space.In the hangar, Jax and fifty-two Tier-4 Chimera Infantry were back, slaughtered. They were drenched in alien blood and cheering was so loud that it shook the floorboards.Nova leaned back in her pilot's chair, taking a deep breath of relief, "The Ar
The Deletion of Gods
You cannot shoot a concept. You cannot punch a mathematical equation. When you step into the realm of the creators, the rules of violence completely change.The Chimera Star-Fortress was immediately engulfed by the blinding white vortex of the Stargate. Our planet-sized ship ought to have vaporized instantly as we crossed the dimensional boundary, but Maya stood at the front of the bridge, her ancient Phantom Ice-Blades crossed tightly over her chest.Our black fortress was surrounded by a huge glowing white shield of absolute zero, shattering the dimensional heat before it could melt our hull.The change was sudden, tumultuous and silent.As the blinding light subsided we were no longer in outer space.I gazed out of the huge windows of the command bridge. No stars were present. No planets, no nebulae, and no space vacuum. We were floating in an endless ever-changing sea of glowing golden-white data streams. In the distance, there were massive, impossible geometric shapes, rotating s
The Creator Core
When you stare into the eye of a god, you are supposed to blink. I didn't.The Prime Founder's infinitely vast golden eye encompassed the whole horizon of the higher dimension. It was not only a light that it carried, but the crushing weight of absolute authority. The Chimera Star-Fortress was groaning loudly. The dark-matter hull was indestructible, but it was cracking and splitting from all the attention it received."Kaelen!" The gravity within the bridge had gone haywire, and Nova cried out, blood running down her nose. "The shields are failing! The ship's very essence is about to fall apart!Maya collapsed to one knee, her Phantom Ice Blades blazing white as she used all of the Progenitor Relic's energy to preserve the crew's lives. We can't do battle with a thought! It's going to make us forget we are in reality!I ordered, cold and calm, "Hold the line.I didn't attempt to power the ship's guns. The god can't be shot everywhere at once. If the Prime Founder was the hard disk of
The Grand Rebirth
A god does not rebuild from the ashes. He simply rewrites the code.I was sitting on the command throne of the Chimera Star-Fortress, surrounded by a sleek and weightless aura of pure white-gold energy, which was the aura I gained when I reached Tier-9. With the absolute power of creation in my blood, my basic facial shape was still absolutely and stubbornly intact. The universe had bent to my will, and I had refused to let it change who I was. I was Kaelen Vance, the boy from the cold slums, and I'm now the architect of reality.The bridge's huge windows let the frozen, lifeless marble of Earth glide silently in the dark.Maya said softly, standing by my throne, "Kaelen. The Architects are dead, the Prime Founder is erased. How can we use the Earth?I gazed at the two-mile-thick ice caps and the destroyed and buried cities of my past."No, we don't thaw it out," I said, my golden-blue eyes blazing with full command. "We upgrade it."I lifted my right hand and clapped my fingers.Tier
The Abyssal Rifts
When you tear down a fence, you have to be prepared for the wolves that were waiting on the other side.My universe was peaceful for just three days. Earth was now a shimmering, hyper-advanced black obsidian and glowing silver utopia, under the absolute rule of the Chimera Empire. The old human elites were cleaning the floors of the lower decks, and my army was sleeping.I sat on the command throne of the Chimera Star Fortress, the energy of white-gold running softly in my veins, my Tier-9 Creator Core. I checked myself in the shiny black glass of the console. I had the ability to change existence, but my face was just as it was, not a bit different. I was still Kaelen Vance. I would never change into a god.A warning light blazed in the pitch darkness, breaking the stillness of the bridge.Nova practically jumped out of the pilot's seat, her violet eyes wide with disbelief, staring at the main holographic radar."Kaelen!" Nova's hands flew over the assimilated keys, shouting. I'm get
The Apex Predators
A closed door is just a challenge to something hungry.The glow of the escape pod had been shattered, and its hull was torn open by the massive tractor beams of the Chimera Star-Fortress, which dragged the wreckage out of the cosmic ash and dropped it with a thud onto the floor of the lower hangar. The alien metal hissed as it released gasses of unknown color and neon green in the sterile air.Jax and his fifty-two silver-skinned, Tier-4 infantry immediately surrounded the pod, their heavy weapons locked and loaded.I exited the elevator with Maya and Nova on my left and right sides onto the hangar deck. The white-gold aura of my Tier-9 energy blazed over the big bay, casting long shadows against the walls. But, despite the raw power of the universe that flowed through my blood, my basic facial structure was still as perfect and as stubborn as ever. I was still Kaelen Vance. No matter how many dimensions I crossed, my identity was absolute.The metal composition is totally unknown," N