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Oblivion Marvel

Oblivion's wake: Curse of the last hero

The world no longer needs heroes. In this futuristic utopia, technology has advanced beyond human limits, crime is controlled, and those with extraordinary powers are exterminated on sight. Society believes heroes are chaotic relics of the past, and the government ensures they stay buried. Lucian Graves is a man of science—an aerospace researcher respected for his genius. Handsome, intelligent, and living in the golden age of technology, he has everything a man could ask for. But beneath his perfect life, shadows lurk. Since childhood, Lucian has been haunted by visions of another life—a past where he fought as a superpowered soldier against demonic invaders. A past where he had no family, no love, only war. He thought those memories were just echoes of a forgotten era. He thought his past had nothing to do with this world. Until the day his younger brother is taken from him. When Lucian unleashes his hidden power to save his family, he is exposed to a world that hates and fears what he is. But as he digs deeper, he uncovers a horrifying truth—the very demons he once fought are not gone. They rule this world, disguised as its leaders. They have been feeding off humanity, and society is too blind to see it. And worse still… Lucian discovers that the creator of these demons was none other than his past self. Now, hunted as a villain, betrayed by the one he trusted most, and torn between vengeance and redemption, Lucian must decide: Will he break the cycle and fight for humanity’s future? Or will he become the very nightmare the world fears? The last hero has awakened, but so has his curse. The war is not over. It never was.
Minahiru · 1.1K Views

Recovering Oblivion

I wish I remembered (Ironic, I know). The people who walked this path with me, the warmth of my mother's embrace, and the generosity behind my father's forgiveness. I now remain in my lonesome, unable to distinguish between right and wrong. Unable to appreciate all that I was taught. You were right, mother...I am lonely. "I now sit here, feared and revered by many. Prayed to and looked upon by every soul. Slain every foe that stood in my path but understood none. I strived for this, I wished to become strong and capable enough. I dedicated my entire life to achieving Godhood, and here I am... " "I remain here, unaccompanied and misunderstood. Valued in thought but isolated in person. Bested every being on my journey until there remained only one, God. I fought for everything and everyone around me, and here I am, accompanied by my solitude and hope that if there existed a God, he would look at me and empathise." What would you do? What would your choice be when everything you've fought for decides to turn against you? This isn't a journey of vengeance or redemption. This is the journey of.. Recovering Oblivion... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For any queries-mythical.rebirth105@gmail.com Discord- Lil Uzi Hurt#3988 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The cover picture is not owned by me, email me if you want it taken down (^-^)
Myth_7754 · 3.3K Views

The Oblivion Walker

█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̵̢͖̟̗̜̟̣̝̼̮̰̤̆́̌̽̉̑̈́̊̒͋̐̀̍̏́͌̚͝█̷̧̢̡̧̧̢̡̢͍̺͚̰͇̙̱̼̥̝̫̞̗̣̺͖͉̠͇͓̰͈͔̙̮̘̳̭͙̘̣̗̖̫͍́̊͑͗̈́̽͜ͅ█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̷̢̨̢̧̧̧̛̟̫͚͓̩̳̗̙̺̘̱̩̜̝̲͓͖̮͎̫̞̲̭̯͍̜͖̥̦͖͚͈̝̳͓͔̺̘̩̘̪̳̓̿̐̑̐͋̑̔̈́̅̄͒̾̋̈́̀̒͊̉̈̀͂̎̈́̍̓̾̃̇̐̚͠͝ͅ█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̷̢̨̢̧̧̧̛̟̫͚͓̩̳̗̙̺̘̱̩̜̝̲͓͖̮͎̫̞̲̭̯͍̜͖̥̦͖͚͈̝̳͓͔̺̘̩̘̪̳̓̿̐̑̐͋̑̔̈́̅̄͒̾̋̈́̀̒͊̉̈̀͂̎̈́̍̓̾̃̇̐̚͠͝ͅ█ Within the infinite void, there are a few countless odd beings scattered about. Permanently drifting. Ungodly or divine in nature. They drift, unable to know that they aren’t alone or that there are others drifting like them simply due to how endless it is. Time crawls to a halt. Space grows stagnant. Darkness remains a constant. Infinite. Eternal. Untouchable. But sometimes within the endless black of nothing, after a few eternities, something might come across something to escape their eternal monotony, whether it be someone else or something much farther than that. Floating through the void, a nameless spirit finds itself amongst endless nothing. Empty and desiring more, it quietly waits. Until eventually, it can feel the pull of reality, they allow it to take hold of them. Authors Note: As I get older, I can't help but hate my younger self, especially how I wrote. I think I've improved since then but I still can't help but hate. I hope you enjoy it!
NUM291 · 105.5K Views
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