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The Tales of the Legendary Mimic : Momo

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The Tales of the Legendary Mimic : Momo

Otherlast updateLast Updated : 2026-03-22

By:  Koldson Qubrin Ongoing

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MUTANTS erode the land with few capable of facing against their terrifying strength. Max just lost his father but he couldn't even mourn his loss yet as right now he had awakened a unique power that creates items from traits of his preys. Mimicry seemed fun but was this enough to stand the apocalypse and its terrors. totally unrelated....A group of savage powerhouse has used the chaos as an excuse to come out from the dark.....its about to get uptight and fun..

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CHAPTER 1: And so It Begins

a sunny day nearing its end, the Kingdergale estate stood proudly against the backdrop of a vibrant 

sky. 

A large mansion drew attention with its high pitch and profile, embroiled in golds and greens of 

both nature and man’s touch.

The rumble of the luxurious car’s engine faded as it glided to a smooth stop in front of the grand 

estate, the polished marble glinting in the late afternoon sun.

Maximus Broderick Kingdergale, still in his crisp private school uniform, slid out of the back seat, a 

grin plastered across his face. He gazed up at the towering mansion, its imposing facade a monument to 

his family’s legacy.

“Thank you, Mr. Lorne,” Max said, flashing a charming smile at the family butler who opened the 

car door for him.

“As always, Master Max,” Mr. Lorne replied, bowing slightly, his tone refined yet warm.

Max strode through the marble-floored corridors, the echo of his footsteps mingling with the distant 

ticking of antique clocks.

The air smelled faintly of lemon polish and aged leather, a comforting 

reminder of home. He made his way to the study, where his father, Magnus Kingdergale, awaited him.

The room was dimly lit, its walls lined with towering bookshelves groaning under the weight of 

ancient tomes. A massive oak desk, cluttered with papers, maps, and an assortment of strange trinkets, 

stood in the center.

“Ah, Maximus,” Magnus greeted, his deep voice resonating through the room. He stood by the desk, 

an imposing figure in his tailored suit, his piercing eyes softening as they landed on his son. “Come 

Here, Maxy.”

Max flinched at the nickname, the weight of it pulling at his pride. He approached with a confident 

stride, his goofy grin unwavering. 

“What’s up, Dad? Did I ace my spelling test again? And why do you call me weird stuff that doesn’t 

match my cool regal code?”

Magnus chuckled, reaching for something on the desk. In his hands was a peculiar stuffed toy, 

reminiscent of a Charmander with floppy ears, round, expressive eyes, and a mischievous grin stitched 

onto its gray-and-white face. The teddy sat upright, its small bow tie crooked yet charming.

“Take care of this,” Magnus said, handing the teddy to Max.

“Seriously?” Max’s brow furrowed as he examined the plush toy. “Dad, I’m eight now. I’m all 

grown up. I don’t need a teddy anymore.”

Magnus smirked, shaking his head. “You’re never too grown to take care of something precious, 

Maximus. Momo here will keep you company.”

Before Max could protest further, Magnus’s phone buzzed on the desk. With a sharp intake of 

breath, he glanced at the screen, his expression tightening. He placed the teddy firmly in Max’s hands.

“Stay here,” Magnus instructed, picking up the call.

Max watched, confusion stirring in his chest, as his father’s face darkened. The calm demeanor he 

was used to was replaced with an unsettling unease. The tension in Magnus's tone twisted Max's 

stomach into knots.

After a terse exchange, Magnus ended the call, turning to the butler, his voice low and urgent. 

“Lorne? Take care of Max. Keep him close and have him guarded while I'm gone.”

“Of course, sir,” the butler replied with a subtle nod.

“Dad? Why are you leaving so soon?” Max called out, the quiver in his voice betraying his bravado 

As he clutched Momo to his chest, the toy felt oddly comforting.

Magnus crouched down, placing a hand on Max’s shoulder. “Listen, Max. No matter what happens, 

you hold onto your will. Promise me.”

Max hesitated, his usual bravado crumbling under the intensity of his father’s gaze. “I promise... and 

yeah, I really am not too old for a teddy,” he finally admitted, his small hands gripping Momo tighter.

Magnus stood, his eyes lingering on his son for a moment longer before he strode out of the study. 

The heavy door clicked shut behind him, leaving Max alone with Mr. Lorne—and a growing sense that 

Life as he knew it was about to change forever, and it did.

its been five years now, and no one heard or seen Magnus. Max was enjoying the tea Lorne had served him.

"Around this time that very year wasnt?"

"Yes, young master. It's been five years today that your father left."Lorne affirmed with a nod and a head.

Max turned his chair around in a smooth twirl and said

"Well, if he won't come to us, Iwill go find him myself."

 "it isnt safe out there after that strange phenomenon, our world isn't the one from our memories."

"So, what sort of son does nothing while his father goes missing?" with a clenched fist and sober gaze, just after putting on his coat, his hand stiffened on the door handle, but clicked in a minute.

"Not me," the butler didn't try to stop Max anymore; he wasn't the same 13-year-old; he would be 18 in a while. A man be birthed in a boy one day.

Max reached the hallway,

His footsteps echoed through the marble halls when, suddenly, the floor beneath him convulsed violently, cracking the polished stone. The wall before him exploded outward in a shower of debris. A colossal 

mantis thrust its head through the gaping hole, mandibles snapping with wet, sickening clicks. Viscous 

fluid—blood from its last kill—dripped from serrated appendages that could slice him in half with a 

single swipe.

Beyond the monster lay not the usual manicured gardens of the estate, but a hellscape of twisted ruins and mutated vegetation that writhed as if alive. Predatory shapes stalked through the overgrowth, hunting. 

Above it all hung a blood-red dome where blue skies should be, pulsing like the membrane of some 

vast, cosmic egg.

"SKREEEEEEAAAAARRRRGH!" The mantis's roar hit Max like a physical blow, rattling his teeth 

and bones. Its compound eyes locked onto him, promising death. In seconds, he would be nothing but 

another fluid dripping from those razor mandibles

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    CHAPTER 1: And so It Begins
    a sunny day nearing its end, the Kingdergale estate stood proudly against the backdrop of a vibrant sky. A large mansion drew attention with its high pitch and profile, embroiled in golds and greens of both nature and man’s touch.The rumble of the luxurious car’s engine faded as it glided to a smooth stop in front of the grand estate, the polished marble glinting in the late afternoon sun.Maximus Broderick Kingdergale, still in his crisp private school uniform, slid out of the back seat, a grin plastered across his face. He gazed up at the towering mansion, its imposing facade a monument to his family’s legacy.“Thank you, Mr. Lorne,” Max said, flashing a charming smile at the family butler who opened the car door for him.“As always, Master Max,” Mr. Lorne replied, bowing slightly, his tone refined yet warm.Max strode through the marble-floored corridors, the echo of his footsteps mingling with the distant ticking of antique clocks.The air smelled faintly of lemon polish a
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    Chapter 2: BATTLING THE MUTANT MANTIS
    The mantis hurled forward with savage intent, its six legs churning the cracked marble beneath it. Max barely dived under a shattered pillar, using its jagged edge as cover while the insect’s blade-sharp forearms slashed through stone overhead. A thunderous crack split the pillar in twoAs if that wasn't enough, a boulder came crashing between them, almost crushing Max. He didn't see it coming....like literally he really didn't... it collapsed in a plume of dust. just after the weird sound that goes....Zzzzzzshhh!!!“Lazer eyes?Seriously? You gotta be kidding me!!” Max muttered, dripping sarcasm despite his pounding heart. He rolled clear as the creature whipped around, claws arcing to impale him. Its crimson eyes gleamed with the cruel curiosity of a top predator—though Max wondered if this malformed horror truly ruled the ruins of the early apocalypse, or reveled in terrorOr maybe a new royal amidst mutants?“Congratulations on your honor,” Max gulped, voice hollow. The man
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    Chapter 3: Father, is that you?
    A tall, well-framed man walked into his home after a very long time. He had a shirt on with baggy jeans, which differed from his previous demeanor of clothing. Weird enough, his shadow was acting funny. It was detached from him only to form a guard that stood behind him, respectfully."It's been five years, for five years I worked for the government to end the catastrophe before it came, and yet..." the man sighed as he took off the mask. His heart shook as he watched his estate being torn down by monsters.He knew things were coming to this, but he also needed to be sure his son could adapt fast enoughBOOMA sound hit the whole area like an earthquake.'What was that? could it be an explosion?' his thoughts"Hmm, it came from there. "Being sure of the directions, he sped while readying for battle.The hallway came into sight, so was emotion.... he felt anger!"Which pest ruined the hallway? It's my favorite part of the building, and where is my chandelier! Gripped by the loss of hun
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    Pushing back
    Lorne soon awoke from sleep, his eyes set on Max still lying peacefully,'it's good he's fine, as for the monster that caused the crater, it's not safe for such a creature to still be walking about freely. its... dangerous..!' as if knowing what he was thinking, Max pressed his eyelids, making one wonder what terror he hid his eyes from in his dreams.”You are... up? “ with a weird sense of de-javu, Lorne probed''Yeah, was hoping I wasn't, the dream was just getting fun, you know.'' whinnied max still yawning.Max soon furrowed his eyebrows as he noticed something else, something weird. It felt like a new energy was coursing through his flesh and soul interlinked; it was too minute to cause an immediate rise in strength. But in the world, he found himself in a situation where anything would do, and he appreciated that.Bzzzbzzz tschhhh zzz!!!a scratchy tune of unclear frequency drew the duo's attentionLorne went ahead to search for the source, only to bring out a dusty old gen radi
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    LASERS ON MY STINGER
    Who would have thought a giant wasp’s headbutt could hurt this much?Max’s vision spun.A sharp throb pulsed through his skull, hot and wet. Blood trickled down from his forehead, slipping past his eyebrow and into his eye, dyeing the world a murky red. Every blink smeared the colors together—floor, walls, the flailing silhouette of the wasp—blending into a hazy, furious blur.But not even this bleeding forehead, not the sting of pain or the dizziness clouding his sight, could stop him from slaying this pest.He gritted his teeth and forced his gaze to steady. The giant wasp buzzed loudly, its wings a violent blur that sent gusts of air whipping against his face. The smell of it—like rotting fruit mixed with metal—curled into his nostrils. The sound alone was enough to rattle his bones, but the anger burning in his chest drowned everything else out.His gauntlet seemed to sense that rage. The metal hummed softly around his hand, and a hot red hue pulsed along its edges, flickering like
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    Healing and Running I
    After the wasp fled from the battle, Lorne quickly attended to Max's injuries. The buzzing faded into the distance, replaced by a heavy silence broken only by Max’s ragged breathing and the faint crackle of distant fires.Despite the chaos surrounding them, the smoke hanging in the air, the distant shrieks of mutants echoing through the estate, Lorne’s hands worked with remarkable precision. He knelt beside Max and dug into their worn med-kit, pushing aside empty wrappers and half-used syringes. His fingers closed around a roll of bandages and a small vial of antiseptic, almost down to its last drops.“Hold still,” Lorne muttered, though his tone was gentler than his words.Max sat propped against a broken pillar, his shirt torn and darkened with blood around his shoulder and forehead. He watched Lorne through half-lidded eyes, his breath coming in sharp, uneven pulls. The buzzing in his ears hadn’t fully faded, and his skull still throbbed from the wasp’s headbutt.Lorne pressed a fol
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    Healing and Running II
    “We have to move,” Lorne said. He snapped the med-kit closed and slung it over his shoulder. “Now.”Max pushed himself to his feet with a wince, using the wall for support. His legs felt like rubber, but he forced them to cooperate. There was no time to rest.With urgency, they packed the radio they’d been using to scan for signals. Its static crackled ominously, sometimes catching a broken fragment of a transmission—distorted voices, distant coordinates—before dissolving back into white noise. Lorne stuffed it into his backpack, tightening the straps.They slipped out of the room and into a dim corridor, moving at a brisk, limping pace. Shadows stretched long along the walls, thrown by fires smoldering somewhere outside. Each step they took echoed faintly against the tile, too loud for comfort.As they made their way through the estate, the sounds of the mutants drew closer. Heavy footsteps. The scraping of claws. The buzzing of oversized wings shook dust loose from the ceiling.Their
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    FLEETING TIME...FLEEEING PAIN..
    As they settled into the dim light of the room, Lorne took a moment to truly breathe. The remnants of the house told a story of a life once lived—faded photographs hung askew on the walls, and a dusty table still held the remnants of a family meal long abandoned. A child’s cup lay on its side, its cartoon print half-scratched away, and a pair of chairs sat pulled out as if someone had once stood up in a hurry and never returned. It was a stark reminder of the world they had lost, a world that now felt like a distant memory rather than something they had actually touched.These used to be someone's home. He once had a home now he was a runner “Do you think we’ll make it?” Max asked, his voice barely above a whisper; the clogged tone betrayed his half-sleep state, the weight of uncertainty hanging heavily in the air. His words seemed too loud in the fragile quiet, as if even hope could shatter what little peace they’d managed to find.Lorne met his gaze, determination flickering in his
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    Fighting another's fight
    Max and Lorne walked for a while before the trees suddenly thinned and opened into a clearing. Ahead of them, a trio in uniform burst into view, sprinting flat-out for their lives. A few hundred meters beyond, a battered SUV waited, the trio ran eyes locked on it, their only hope.Behind the trio thundered a massive, muscular zombie blob—more mass than shape, it had a zombie head and a blob goo bodyits flesh churning and bulging with every step. Each impact shook the ground, sending up clumps of dirt and ash as it barreled forward, hungry eyes locked on their backs.Then Max moved.Before he could think, his body reacted. He darted in front of the creature, stinger gauntlet flaring to life with a searing red glow. The blob’s meaty limb swung down at him, a wall of mutated muscle and weight.Max raised his gauntlet and met the blow head-on.The parry landed with a sharp, echoing crack. Red energy surged from his gauntlet into the creature’s flesh, crawling like lightning across its surf
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    Teaming up...well?
    Max soon pushed himself to his feet, one hand braced on his thigh.He spat to the side. “That’s one hell of a hit… I can hardly feel my face.”“Hey, hero, ever heard of teamwork?” the woman called out with a short laugh.“Yeah, sure,” Max muttered, rolling his shoulders. “Let’s try that.”Working together with the trio, what started as pure chaos slowly turned into something rough but effective. The two by the SUV laid down suppressive fire, each bullet burrowing into the blob’s pulsing mass, slowing its movements and forcing it to shift its weight away from them. That gave Max openings—small, dangerous windows he dove through without hesitation.He weaved in and out of the beast’s reach, stinger gauntlets flashing. Each parry sent more paralyzing energy into its body, causing portions of the mass to lock up, harden, and crack. It wasn’t enough to kill it—but it was enough to hold it.“Now!” Max shouted, driving both gauntlets into its side.Twin beams of red light erupted from his wea
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