Author Archives: Delta City Chronicles

The passage of time had become a thick, gray sludge. The cycle of pain, healing, and humiliation was the only clock I knew. I had lost count of the paying customers, the fists, the blades, the brutal energies that had … Continue reading →

The cycle was the only truth left. Wake, heal, weaken, dress. The flood of divine energy was no longer a relief, just a biological process I was forced to undergo. The mending of my flesh, the sealing of my wounds, … Continue reading →

The abyss of unconsciousness was my only solace, a fleeting mercy in an eternity of pain. But even that was now denied me. I was wrenched back into existence by a foreign, yet achingly familiar, sensation: power. A trickle of … Continue reading →

Time had lost all meaning in the white, sterile purgatory. The Architect’s voice, the hum of the lights, and the ceaseless, grinding pain in the arches of my feet were the only constants. My body, a vessel once brimming with … Continue reading →

The throbbing agony in my feet had become a part of my existence, a hellish metronome counting the seconds of my degradation. My bleeding brow stung with every shift of my gaze. The monitors played their cruel symphony of my … Continue reading →

The white room was an assault on the senses. It smelled of ozone and cold sterility, a scent that promised clinical cruelty. My body, drained of its divine might, felt every ache, every point of contact with the hard platform. … Continue reading →

As I braced for the inevitable, a single, hot tear escaped my closed eyelid, tracing a path of shame through the grime on my temple. The Architect’s gloved fingers found the clasps on my right boot. The small click of the mechanism … Continue reading →

The call had been a frantic one—the structural supports of the new Kord Industries hydroelectric dam were failing. A cataclysmic failure would not only plunge Metropolis into darkness but would send a wall of water into the low-lying suburbs downstream. … Continue reading →

The mysterious man known as The Traveler enters Eddie’s office. He is a tall older muscular man with long white hair. He wears a tailored black suit with expensive leather shoes. Eddie could tell this man meant business and he … Continue reading →