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Alien Invasion On Earth
Author: EL JHAY
last update2025-11-03 22:38:21

The dark essence that had once been Varkos dissolved into the dawn’s first light, fading like whispers of forgotten nightmares. His final implosion left behind a heavy silence broken only by the distant calls of waking birds and the faint crackle of dying embers. As the last trace of the dark knight vanished, the Castle of Death began to tremble. The ground shook beneath John’s boots, a deep rumble echoing like the growl of some ancient beast roused from slumber.

Thin cracks spread across the obsidian walls, at first delicate as spiderwebs, then widening fast, devouring the stone with violent hunger. Towers groaned as their foundations split apart, sending cascades of shattered rock tumbling down. Huge chunks of masonry crashed to the ground, each impact booming through the courtyard and stirring clouds of dust that swallowed the dawn light. The central keep: the heart of the fortress where the throne room had stood, buckled inward. Its tall, arched windows exploded outward in a glitt
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  • Groundbreaking End

    Alex turned back to the scene of Roberto writhing in agony as the rats worked their way across his face. The other brothers stood still, their expressions a mix of shock and disgust, but no one spoke. The sound of Roberto’s screams echoed in the cold, dimly lit room.Luca, still standing by the door, clenched his jaw, his knuckles white as he gripped the doorframe. "Alejandro," he finally said, his voice low and controlled, "this is… extreme. Even for us."Alex turned to Luca, his eyes dark and unreadable. "Is it?" he asked, almost too calmly. "Roberto planned to have us all killed. He would’ve taken everything we built, and you call this extreme?"Luca met his gaze for a moment but then looked away, shaking his head. "You’re right. But this—" He motioned toward Roberto, whose screams were now hoarse and broken, "—this is still hard to watch."Carlos, still seething with rage, stepped forward. "He deserves worse. I’d

  • John and James

    Alex stood over Roberto, the rat still dangling ominously from his hand. Roberto’s breathing was erratic, his face drenched with sweat. Desperation overtook him."Wait, wait, wait!" Roberto's voice cracked, frantic. "I'll tell you everything—about the Morellos, about Theresa—everything you want to know."Alex cocked his head, the rat twitching in his grip. His eyes narrowed. "Everything?"Roberto gulped, sweat dripping down his temples. He nodded fervently, trembling. "Yes. Everything."Alex stared down at him for a long time, assessing the situation. Roberto wasn’t just afraid of dying; he was terrified of the rats, of what Alex could do to him with those vicious creatures."Alright." Alex sighed, drawing out a chair and sitting down before the chained man. He still held the rat in one hand, casually swinging it. "I’ve got a lot of questions. You better give me some really good answers."<

  • Price Traitors Pay

    Suddenly, Alex stopped and looked directly at Roberto. "Tell me where she is, or I swear, your end will be much more painful than you can imagine."Roberto’s panic spiraled into hysteria. "This must be a dream! I have to be dreaming," he muttered to himself, trying to convince his brain that the nightmare unfolding around him wasn’t real. His voice rose in desperation. "Paulo! Paulo! Get in here!" The bedroom door creaked open, and Paulo stepped inside. Relief flooded Roberto’s face. "Call in the guards!" he barked, struggling against his chains. "Hurry up, you fool!"But instead of rushing to help, Paulo hesitated. His face was deathly pale, his eyes flickering nervously between Roberto and Alex. Roberto’s confusion deepened as Paulo approached Alex, carrying a tray with a shaker and glass balanced carefully on his fingertips."W-where are you going?" Roberto stammered, his voice quivering with fear.Alex smiled at Paulo. "Ah, how nice! A shaker and a glass." He chuckled as Paulo se

  • Predator Becomes Prey

    The rain fell heavily, each drop hitting the ground like a drumbeat in the night. Thunder rolled in the distance, and lightning flashed, briefly lighting up the empty landscape. Below the surface, Alex struggled against the weight of the earth pressing down on him, but he was determined to escape.With a burst of strength, he pushed his hand through the mud, desperately reaching for freedom. The cold, wet dirt clung to him as he pulled himself up, emerging from the grave like someone starting anew. The rain poured over him, washing away the dirt from his burial but not the anger building inside him.Memories rushed back to him—the betrayal by James and John, who had buried him alive, thinking they were rid of him. But they were mistaken. He was very much alive, fueled by the desire for revenge and the words of Alejandro echoing in his mind: “Maximize your potential. Don’t die.”Alex paused to catch his breath, soaked in rain and mud. His body hurt, but the need for vengeance drove him

  • Rise From The Grave

    “Hey, idiot, wake up.” A familiar voice jolted Alex from the depths of unconsciousness. Groggily, Alex blinked open his eyes, squinting up at Alejandro, who stood over him with his usual look of disdain.“Not you again,” Alex groaned, rubbing his temples as he sat up. He immediately realized that they were now in the spirit world.Alejandro’s expression was unimpressed. “You got shot again?” he asked, even though it was obvious.“Yeah, I got shot multiple times, thank you for noticing,” Alex muttered, rising shakily to his feet. “How many lives do I have left now?” he asked.“You've wasted two lives out of ten lives, so you have seven lives remaining,” Alejandro answered, though his irritation was plain. “Can’t you go a year without dying? You’re wasting lives.”Alex folded his arms, trying to regain his composure, then he said, “I might have lasted longer if your beloved brother hadn’t riddled me with bullets.”Alejandro’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Roberto?” he asked Alex.“Yeah,”

  • Three Lives Gone

    "I need a cigarette," Alex muttered, scowling out the window. His hands twitched with the urge to light up, but he knew better.Roberto, seated beside him in the limo, silently offered his cigarette case, opening it with a casual flick. Without turning, Alex waved it away. Alejandro had been a man of peculiar habits, and Alex had learned quickly after inhabiting his body that one of those habits was an absolute loyalty to his own brand of custom-made cigarettes. They were rich, luxurious, and carried a distinctive scent that set them apart from anything else. They cost an obscene amount to produce, and Alejandro never offered them to anyone. Now, Alex had to maintain those same eccentricities, especially in front of Roberto. But exhaustion was gnawing at him. He needed sleep, and more urgently, he needed a cigarette to calm his frayed nerves. His thoughts raced, and his body felt tense, even as he fought to keep his outward appearance calm and collected.Across from him, Pietro glar

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