Above Ten Thousand People Light Novels & Stories

The streets were very crowded, and the noisy sounds of people buying and selling filled the place. “I didn't expect this base to be this crowded. Before, I only walked around the front area of the base, so I didn't know that this base was actually very lively!” Poppy's eyes sparkled when she saw many people passing by around her. “I guess I should take you on a tour of the base. This base is larger than you imagine; there are more than fifty thousand people living here,” Evander explained, gently patting the top of Poppy’s head. “Isn’t that number too large?” Poppy’s eyes widened in disbelief when she heard Evander’s words.

The late autumn's early darkness had set in, and the whole area was bathed in a beautiful golden glow, mostly from the small lights strung in the trees surrounding, along with the light of dozens of tall outdoor flame heaters, scattered around the green, the light of their fires bouncing off the burnished metal of their umbrella-like tops. It all looked so bright, warm, and welcoming, which given the occasion, couldn't be any more perfect. I looked up at Thane, smiling brightly, and he returned it, a hint of pride on his features. He leaned over to kiss me softly, then continued on our way down, slower than before, as we paused briefly to greet many people on our way through, almost all of t

Together, we walked out. I stopped first and then Luna did too. The night wasn't dark anymore. There was brightness everywhere I looked. "What's going on?" Luna asked a servant. "They just kept showing up and now? Now, they are showing up even more" She answered. I took another step and gasped. This night was special after all. Even though the night didn't stand still, people found a way around it. Everywhere I turned to, I saw thousands of people holding candle lights as far as my eyes could follow.

And then, he pushed her back toward the light. Laila gasped, her eyes snapping open as her heart jump-started with a violent thud. She was lying in the atrium, her head in Kaden’s lap. The circle was still there, but the forty young people were standing now, their faces filled with a new, terrifying power. They were no longer victims; they were an army of light. But Laila looked at the eastern window. The mist was retreating, yes. But it was retreating toward a single point in the harbor.

— The Dominion was extraordinary tonight. Every building lit, every banner flying. The ceremonial plaza strung with thousands of cold blue lights that the planning committee had installed overnight. I'd overheard two Ghouls arguing about the light placement in the hallway three days ago — whether the northern arc should fan out or cluster. They'd spent four hours on it.

I froze under the familiar, maddening pattern. Victor raised his glass. “To Liam and Serena. May you have thirty-five years like Evelyn and me.” Glasses clinked. Dad grinned at me. “Proud of you, kid. Liam’s a good man.” Chloe leaned forward, excitement in her tone. “Tell us everything. Rooftop at Voss Tower? Five hundred people?” Liam nodded. “Five-fifty now. Added some important names.” Evelyn gasped. “Wonderful!”

Only from within. By evening, the palace glowed. Lanterns lined corridors. Candles flickered in windows. Warm light spilled across stone walls. Below them, the city shone with hundreds of tiny lights. Like stars had descended to earth. The final meal of the year unfolded slowly. No ceremony. No announcements. Just people gathered together—Family, friends, loved ones. The people who mattered.

How many people had come? What was even more terrifying was that the weakest one among them was a Martial Saint. When the last person appeared, 100,000 Golden Divine Dragon Guards knelt on the ground in unison. "This subordinate greets His Highness the Dragon Lord!" "This subordinate greets His Highness the Dragon Lord!" "This subordinate pays his respects to His Majesty the Dragon Lord!!!" ...... The voices of 100,000 people were like a tide, almost overturning the Clear Sky Tower. The whole world was shocked!

Rain continued falling across Blackthorn as hundreds of silver lights moved through the forest beyond the northern border. The sight was mesmerizing. Terrifying. Beautiful in the worst possible way. The lights flowed between the trees like rivers of stars. Perfectly organized. Perfectly synchronized. No army moved like that. No army could. Kael's gaze remained fixed on the approaching formation. "How many?" Lucien swallowed. "A thousand at least." The answer sent a ripple through everyone standing on the wall. Even the experienced warriors nearby looked uneasy. Because Blackthorn had faced enemies before. Rogue packs.

Fifteen million laughing together would be a deafening song to bear witness but at this time, there was a clear decrease in volume until an abrupt hush fell on some of their numbers. 1 million 2 5 10 14 million Fourteen million people stopped moving but did not form the lines as they had been trained to do when in front of their commander or an Elder of the Sect. They just continued to hide their faces on the muddy earth they kissed and wished that the wet embrace of the land would swallow them whole to escape from what they experienced tonight. Immeasurable disgrace and humiliation.