A Silent Voice Fanfiction Novels & Stories

***************** The silence behind Aiden’s eyes is heavy, a physical weight pressing against the base of his skull. For years, ever since the wolf Voice first whispered in his blood, he has carried this uncertainty—a jagged shard of confusion he can’t swallow. He should be happy to hear it, to know the beast is there, but the Voice has been nothing but a mute observer lately. No visions, no guidance, just the unsettling sensation of being watched from the inside. He stands in the doorway of King Damian’s private chamber, the air thick with the scent of musk and old leather, and lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

that voice laughed lowly, “It’s been so long since we’re talking with each other. Won’t you say anything to me?” Sierra’s expression went gloom. This was her least favourite place to be. “Why would I say anything to you?” She crossed her arms, “What part of ‘never talk to me anymore’ that you don’t understand?” The voice went silence for seconds, until it changed into a familiar voice, Gray’s to be precise, “Sierra, don’t be like that. I’m just missing y-“

The echo of the forest’s rage lingered — trees clawing at me, the earth splitting, the wind shrieking. Within the blink of an eye, silence draped itself over everything — A heavy, dead silence. Its wifht pressed down even much more, draining life our of me. But with every passing moment that life slips out of me, it feeds this dead silence like a zombie feeds on brains. And so, this silent wasn't dead anymore. It now had a pulse. I might still be a subject to delusion because it felt like this silence had a voice too. I heard a faint hum rolled through the emptiness until suddenly a flicker of light exploded through the air.

The mark on my palm pulsed once, twice, like a heartbeat out of sync with my own. We moved through the forest in silence. The only sounds were our footsteps and the wind sighing through the branches. The deeper we went, the more the world seemed to blur—the trees taller, the shadows thicker, the air colder. Then, faint but clear, I heard it. Serena. I froze. The voice was soft, like smoke, curling through my thoughts. Come closer. You don’t belong with them. I clamped my jaw shut, focusing on the dagger’s hilt. You’re not real, I told the voice. You’re not real.

* The pillar pulsed once. A voice spoke, but not with sound. It was inside their skulls. *You are late.* Aria stopped ten paces from the stone. “Who are you?” *I am what remains when oaths are forgotten.* *I am the Silence.* Ash raised her blade. It did nothing. The blade felt heavy, distant, like it belonged to someone else. Kael stepped in front of Aria. “You can’t have her.” The Silence laughed. It had no mouth. *She already belongs to me. She carries my brother’s prison in her blood.*

Even the Heart came, its glow faint but steady, pulsing in rhythm with what remained of the Moons. Lunara’s voice carried softly through them all. “This will not be a battle of power. It will be a battle of will. The Continuum thrives when we surrender our sound.” Nareth’s fire burned blue with determination. “Then let’s give them the loudest silence they’ve ever known.” --- The Voice of the Silent Continuum From beyond the dark horizon, a vibration emerged—not a voice, but a presence. It spoke directly into every soul. > You have corrupted the stillness. You have fractured the whole. Return to silence, or be erased.

Even the chill of his hand in hers felt warm in the cold, emptiness of this forest. “Yet you could not keep me from her mind. What a failure.” Silas’s voice echoed in her head too, but she cried out in happiness at hearing his voice again. “Since you are such a fan of having people in your head, why not allow me to do you a favor?”

He can stare all he want. "Althea." The suffocating silence finally broke when a magnetic voice called out. Althea flinched since his voice sounds so near her ears. His voice were like feathers touching the tip of her ears. She doesn't like it, but it didn't stop her ear to feel itchy. She casually rubbed her ear with a frown. "You hate me this much?" Althea replied with silence. His frown deepened. "If it's because of what happened years ago, I-"

Then, after what feels like endless seconds, his voice slices through the silence, sharp and undeniable: “Naive, Serenya!”

Her venomous voice mixed with the surrounding, echoing all around me. I blinked hard, trying to focus, but the heat only worsened. The air suddenly felt like I couldn't get enough air. whatever was happening to me… it was becoming worse that i could handle. “Lior… what’s happening to me?” But I didn't get any reply, The Silent Dancer appeared in front of me like a beautiful devil, her blade glinting in the moonlight for a brief second before it struck down in a deadly one time strike, meant to kill.