Gladio X Ignis Novels & Stories

“Our own private team has been in the shadows all this time, observing from afar, and searching on where Hearth is getting its large network of support. Then, it dawned upon us when we heard that the main enemy of the government before, the guerillas, had become active once again. They vanished when the Triad was established and now word of them moving around after two decades, it was the only conclusion that I could get into.” “If they were warriors, I would have no problem sending you to purge them but since they were just citizens, I knew you would be against me, even the other companies. So I designed Operation Ignis for everyone to see first-hand the guerillas, the ones whom I dedicated

"All of you... liars." The blade pressed harder against my skin. I felt it this time. A thin line of fire where the silver touched me. It burned. God... it burned. "L... let... me..." I whispered, my voice shaking. Not from weakness. From the pressure choking the air out of me. Across from us, Glacir didn’t move. Not yet. But his eyes... Those golden eyes weren’t just angry anymore. They were deadly. "I heard it," Glacir said, his voice low, controlled, terrifying. "Yusi is out. It’s over."

The problem is a part of units they are sending out— they are the Insignia Troopers. Insignia Troopers are one of the core units of the Regalia Empire. They are cold, heartless killing machines that kill regardless of age and gender. Since they were made with the alloying of adamantine and mithril, they are nearly impregnatable through physical attacks— bullets are basically useless. The only way to damage them is through specially enchanted weapons or powerful explosions. Thirdly, nations nearby Central Imperial Island had signs of preparations due to the missing King of Central Imperial Island. As for what they are preparing, we believed they were ready to launch an attack if the Regalia E

"I want you to have one thing in mind: the world won’t remember you. Nothing you do will change that. My name will go down in history—not yours.” Slade took a step forward; he seemed to be forgetting he was nothing but a ghost; reality caught up with him real quick. “Let’s get on with the goddamn ritual already.” He said, and Flynn nodded, picking up the bottle filled with a white powdery substance. He pulled open the cap; he formed an arc around me with the powder. ‘Ignis,’ he whispered, and the white substance caught fire. He lifted his hands to the air, muttering what sounded like Latin words.

“Bran, the heat-exchangers are red-lining! The Architects are 'Vamping' our thermal-signatures from orbit! They’re using our own warmth to guide their landing-struts!” ​Outside, the Grand-Inquisitors had stopped gliding. They had entered "Siege-Mode." Their iridescent, silk-like muscle tissue began to harden into a matte-black, high-density carbon. Their chest-slits expanded, revealing a complex network of silver-marrow "Ribs" that acted as biological antennas. They weren't just soldiers anymore; they were Walking-Signal-Jammers. ​“Form the 'Resonance-Phalanx'!” Killian’s voice boomed from the ridge, a mile from the Vault’s gates.

The mechanical one was still a useless weight at my side, a reminder of the power we had faced. ​“You aren’t just rewriting the network,” Ignis said, walking over to the console. She looked at the holographic projection I was studying, a complex lattice of silver and gold lines that resembled a map of the stars. “That’s not the planet, Silas. That’s a path.”

Lutz continued. “The foolish fire in Latin. What is that?” Crusoe asked. “A fire that doesn't burn,” Lutz answered. “It doesn't burn? Then what does it do?” Crusoe questioned. “It's a glowing green fire. Like a host of aurora lights. It works like a radiation, destroys from the inside first. Extremely dangerous especially as it can destroy its target without being in close range. They'd think aurora lights fill the sky, not knowing they're going to turn ashen from the inside because of it. The Ignis fatuus can destroy as long as its the target.”

How can she let me suffer all these years when destroying our enemy was so easy? I catch a glimpse of Luna Nala with the corner of my eye, falling on her knees and holding her chest. I don’t know much about these things but that’s probably the pain of their bond ending. I can’t say I am sorry though. She will be fine and I hope she will get a decent second chance mate. Charred flesh smell fill the air. A smell that seem to fuel my vengeful wolf. Nina’s whole fur is red like flames but I can’t tell when the actual fur ends and becomes flames or if the flames are what make her fur.

Master Zung replied “Where’s the little girl they c@m£ with?” Master Min asked “With Some workers” ****** DARK INSTITUTE** “How dare you tell me you didn’t succeed in killing those interrupters!” The master yelled angrily at the four They immediately bowed their heads “I can’t believe you got hurt,,so embarr@ssing” “Trust us master,,,He’s really damn strong,,He’s powerful” Leander spoke up and a sl@p landed on her face The others kept quiet

We served together in the marines. “Well I am glad someone competent was first on the scene.” He flashes me his perfectly straight teeth with a crooked smile. It always surprises me how white they are considering he smokes 20 a day. He runs his hand through his sandy blonde hair before going to shake my hand. I hold my hands up showing my gloves and he chuckles. “I should have known. Always the consummate professional.”