Abyss Mashle Novels & Stories

Ash: Doom OF: Ashy, what? Ash: Oh my fucking god OF: Ashybear Ash: What have you done, Paul OF: ASHYBEAR? OF: There are so many OF: F*ck OF: Uncontrollable OF: They are bursting OF: Mia, hold me back MC: No OF: UWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWU

As we pressed on, the shard in my hand began to dim, its light fading with every step. “Dominic, it’s going out,” I said, panic rising in my chest. He glanced at the shard, his jaw tightening. “We need to keep moving. There has to be a way out of this maze.” But deep down, I knew the truth. The Abyss wasn’t just a place—it was alive, and it wanted us to stay. Ahead of us, the corridor opened into a massive chamber, its floor covered in a swirling pool of black liquid. In the center stood a pedestal, and on it rested an object that radiated with faint light—a second shard, glowing with an intensity that called to me.

I know this is impossible so I accepted without protesting …………………✍🏾 Mazikeen is sitting alone in a bar when Abaddon and Asmodeus walk in to sit with her. Abaddon orders for a whiskey while Asmodeus orders for a glass of water. In a bar full of humans they are casually having a drink together like normal human beings “It came to my notice that Mason Woods will soon have a male offspring” Abaddon breaks the silence “Of what concern is that to us?” Mazikeen ask

everything resonated perfectly with a Role play game I used to enjoy every evening. Don’t tell me the so called blessing of the Abyss is to reincarnate me as her?! No, that cannot be! I demand damage and interest right now! This whole thing is a fraud! I suddenly opened my eyes and the first thing I said upon waking up is

I made my way through the dark corridors of the dungeon, my heart burning with a desire for revenge. I had been betrayed by Luciana, the very person I thought was my friend and ally. But now, I was determined to make her pay with her blood. I reached the cell where Sam and Morris were being held, and I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked up at me. "Who are you?" they chorused together. "The spirit that has been haunting you. I am Ashley, the Luna you all killed." They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak.

The sun begins to lower through the sky, leaving orange glints reflecting off all the metals in the satellite dishes and vents that lead up here. I walk briskly closer until I'm completely behind him, watching his ink-covered back muscles tense with every blow. -Azael- I say this time, trying to normalize my breathing. Amon hits the bag looser before turning around. His torso is naked and a few beads of sweat fall down his black-colored body. His mouth is ajar to breathe easier and his chest goes up and down frantically. -What are you doing here? -question. His voice makes me shiver.

Luca asks. Which just makes Seyla laugh even harder. But before I can answer, the professor walks in and makes her way to the front of the classroom. Her long silver hair falling down her back. Her bonded following closely behind her. A moon serpent. It's quite literally glowing. I have only ever read about moon serpents. I've never actually seen one in person. I'm beyond fascinated. It's lavender scales shimmering as it glows. I don't think I have ever seen anything quite as beautiful.

"Excuse me, but I need to use the men's room." Thelia nodded, giving Asher a knowing smile. Asher quickly made his way through the crowd towards the restroom, grateful for the temporary reprieve. As he navigated the dimly lit corridors, a strange sensation began to settle over him. His vision blurred slightly, and his head felt heavy. It was as if a thick haze had descended upon his senses, clouding his mind. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog that seemed to cling to him.

Yet every step seemed to stretch the distance, the path a living, twisting vein of black soil. Silas didn’t slow. His fur was slick with sweat and ash, his massive body quivering under Ava’s weight. She clutched the dagger to her chest, knuckles white, her cut palm throbbing with every heartbeat. Behind them the monolith’s roar rose again — not a sound but a low-frequency vibration rattling their teeth, a predator’s growl big enough to fill the world. “Caleb!” Mara’s voice cracked. “It’s shrinking!” “I know!” The mage stumbled, lips chalk-white, eyes fever-bright. He dragged his knife through the ground, muttering a half-choked chant. Each rune flickered out almost as soon as it appeared. “I

I stood under the spray until my muscles loosened and my head cleared a little. I dried off and pulled on a black robe. Downstairs I grabbed the Macallan from the bar and poured three fingers into a glass. I sat on the couch with the bottle beside me and stared at the skyline. My phone buzzed. Jake. I answered. “Yeah.” “Apex called. They’re confirming the post-game interview for tomorrow night. The journalist is Madison Pierce. There’s an attached file in your email.” I opened the attachment fast. Madison’s headshot stared back with her duck lips and her heavy makeup. It was the same girl I threw out last time.