Author: Cyber Wave
Radioactive Warlord – Short Story
“We are falling.”
“No. We’re rising.” General Harion held his chin up shifting the cavalry sword at his side.
“Our great nation may be conquering the world but we will have nothing left but mud and dirt. Our planet is becoming one of sorrow. A kingdom of death. Illusia and the rest of Verthurst will never be the same.” Said General Pyre, noticing that the other four generals were just as nervous as him.
General Harion however was the only one in attendance that still wore his decorative eagle helm and chest plate, signaling his defiance of empathy and promoting his loyalty to the nation of Illusia to the others Read More
Red Alert – Digital Art
Quantum Wet Dreams – Series – Part 1
“Error. Error. Power source unstable. Life support offline. Trial period is about to expire. Error. Life signs not found…No oxygen found. Attempting to contact Hallett Starship….Attempt failed. Error. Errer found. Recursion error found. Error has reerr9er…Errorer.”
Her eyes blinked to life, mechanical motors clicked when she expanded her retinal apertures. Her stomach churned with the fans placed near her heart to keep it cool. Old but new with life. Angel awoke to find herself faced with several warning messages on the life capsule. “No oxygen found. No life signs found. Are you OK? Errooorrrrr. Press OK if you’re alive. Are…errorr you alive?” She didn’t know if she should. She wasn’t alive. But she wasn’t dead Read More
Cut Apart – Digital Art
Phantom Image – Short Story
“It’s an old TV but it still works.” Said his boss. “The guy who owned it died in his living room. His daughter brought it in. A few lines on the top here but its barely noticeable.”
Thomas stared at a blotch on the lower right. It was slightly more noticeable and he questioned whether it was worth the sale price. “What about that?”
His boss rubbed the screen where Thomas pointed and said, “Are you sure it’s not the glare Read More
The Wither Sword – Digital Art
The Censure Ship – Short Story
Oceanus spread out across the horizon, out beyond the Suffering Bay, as far as Princess Madison could see from this high on the gate’s main tower. The Gods must be happy this day if they blessed her consort with such calm and passive weather. “All immigrant ships should be destroyed.” Bellowed Decius, his haughty royal robes flapping from his gesturing hands. The oceanic winds blew from the distant lands to the west. Only a few immigrant ships from Meternia were allowed through the massive gates of Eurasia. Their flags revealed that they were Perisian in origin, a port in the Black Sea most likely Read More
Deconstruction – Digital Art
Destroyers of Inhumanity – Short Story
Mars is quiet and empty. It’s my home now, away from the Earth that I once knew. It’s a screwed-up universe and we’re all just part of it. All I want to do is dance on its grave but the arrival of the Scorpions prevented that.
The sky became dark on the 9th day of the third World War, when earth was embroiled in its own nuclear downfall. They came by the thousands in their massive flagships, somewhere from the abyss of deep space. But they were unlike anything humanity had ever seen. They came down from the sky in huge meteor-sized rocks, long and narrow. I was a general in the US-Canadian-UK alliance, under the leadership of Commander Brisbane. We were eating our daily rations of insect-slob in the DFAC when the news came in. Hundreds of large rocks, didn’t fall but descended from the sky, undetected by space force defenses Read More
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