SOP CH15: Forging a Sword from a Broken Body
When the iron bar gate was thrown open, the slaves surged out frantically, resembling a massive school of sardines pressing...
SOP CH14: Clashing Against the Raging Tide
The lights shone stark and white, pressing down heavily on the air like solid blocks of iron. The arena ring...
SOP CH13: The Showdown of Aces
The crimson laser lights flashed overhead, pulsing like a beating heart. “Rusty Bone” Sally stared up at the domed ceiling,...
SOP CH12: Making a Grand Entrance
Two days had passed since the Clepsydra resistance’s sudden raid. Chrome-plated repair robots crawled up and down the blood arena,...
SOP CH11: Falling Like a Meteor
Once upon a time, on a street corner in the lower districts of the spiral city. The afternoon temperature was...
SOP CH10: Hearts’ Past
The neon sign flickered to life, and a manufactured crimson sun hung just outside the window, casting a blood-red glow...
SOP CH9: A Defeated Beginning
“The April tournament of the Chrono-Entropy Corporation’s 2030 branch—the Blood Arena—is about to commence! Stepping into the cage today we...
SOP CH8: Seizing the Opening
Chapter 8: Seizing the Opening In an instant, the crowd lunged forward, everyone unleashing their finest tricks. Single-handed clubs, cybernetic...
SOP CH7: One Against Ten
Chapter 7: One Against Ten Lately, Quicksand had been trapped in a recurring dream. In the dream, he was climbing...
SOP CH6: A Day in a Fleeting Life
Baota was one of Chrono-Entropy’s Time Cleaners. He habitually wore a Venetian carnival glass mask with two round eyeholes and...