A Void Novels & Stories

The Void shrieked - a sound that made blood run from my ears - and recoiled. Aria’s power erupted from her in a wave. Not violent. Not uncontrolled. Precise. Targeted. Like she knew exactly what she was doing. The Void was thrown back into the corner and began to dissolve, screaming the whole way. _“Not yet!”_ it howled. _“Not yet, blade! You are not ready! But you will be! And when you are, the world will break!”_ Then it was gone. Leaving only cold air and the smell of ash.

The void is everything, exists in everything, hidden in the smallest elements, taking up all the spaces in between. Smiling, I tilt my head to the side and say a single word of intention, my eyes focused not on the dot itself, but on all the spaces between the surrounding spaces. “Shift.” The circle pulses, absorbing the voidstuff directly around it as everything that is not-void is pushed to the sides. “Open.” The gateway widens, spiraling from the center, pushing the solids and blending the liquid darkness of eternity until there is a circle tall enough for a dragon in full bestial form to walk through without effort.

He stood at the center of it all, shadows bleeding from his frame, glyphs blazing brighter than I’d ever seen—bright, and unstable. Too unstable. He turned, his eyes meeting mine. And I knew. I knew. “Don’t,” I whispered, shaking my head. “Don’t you fucking dare—” “The void will not close,” Vlad said, voice steady though his body trembled. “It must be bound from within.”

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Minus Viper’s lips formed a slight smile, but his eyes burned with anger. “I have to apologize. Clearly, I didn’t quite make the impression on you gentlemen that I had intended.” “Now, don’t be too sure about that,” I said. “If your intention was to show us that you’re a psychopath that mutilates his own people due to his own personal fuckups, then let me assure you, message received. Wouldn’t you say, Clutch?”

The item looked like a vessel, and Adrian wondered where she got it from. "This item is known as the Void Vessel. Although it's not powerful, it can temporarily create a small pocket dimension and hide our presence. It's perfect for temporarily evading pursuit and escaping from enemies," Val explained.

Things that went up at the end like questions and things that fell flat like statements and things that sat in the middle like neither. The void-form responded each time. Not with sound. With shifts. The shape changing slightly. The cold changing slightly. The presence of it modulating in ways Aria couldn't decode but could feel through her shadows like reading Braille. It went on for four minutes. Aria counted. At the four-minute mark Dawn stopped. Complete stop. Mid-sound. Like the conversation had reached its end point and there was nothing further to say. The void-form held for a moment. Then it came apart. Not violently. Dissolving. The shape dispersing, the cold easing, the absence-qua

"The atmosphere in the vault is dropping." "Dropping how," Marcus said. "Resonance density. The Void is pulling the frequency out of the room's air. It's how it feeds when it can reach the tether but can't pass through yet." Vane's voice was still managed but the margin was visibly less than it had been. "We have minutes." "How many," Xander said. "Less than ten. More than three." A pause. "Approximately." Xander reached the override terminal. Then Vane said: "There's a fourth node."

Liling Zhao didn’t move. She stood behind the suspended web of Meilin’s consciousness like a spider watching a fly enter a house of mirrors. "You think you’ve come to save her, Leo," Liling said, her voice filtered through the liquid-carbon mask. "But there is nothing left to save. Identity is merely a collection of messy, inefficient variables—names, memories, regrets. The Void Protocol doesn't destroy the mind; it simply zeros the ledger." The Science of the Zero-State

“You did this! You said I was a vessel!” “A vessel needs to be primed!” Vane shouted back, his voice echoing through the manor. “You tore up the contracts, Elara. You rejected the tether. Without a contract to anchor the energy to this realm, the Void has nowhere to go but through you. It’s eating your physical form to sustain its presence here.” “I don’t care! I’d rather burn out than be your puppet!”