Abyss Vs Void Novels & Stories

They were massive, swirling galaxies of dark violet and pitch-black energy, staring directly into Sebastian's soul across thousands of light-years. It was the Void Sovereign. It had felt the ripple in the cosmic ocean when Sebastian commanded the Abyssal swarm to kneel in the debris field. It had felt a lesser, rival Apex Predator enter its domain. "You wear the flesh of a mortal..." a voice echoed, not in Sebastian's ears, but in the very marrow of his bones. It sounded like the grinding of dying planets and the screams of a billion extinguished stars. "Yet you carry the spark of the Devourer. Are you a rogue shadow, little king?"

She could hear the cracking sound of her own skin as she moved, a sound that made her stomach churn. "Leave... him... alone," Lyra rasped. Her violet eyes were clouded with gray, but the fire inside them hadn't quite gone out. The Architect-Jax turned toward her, his head tilting at an angle that would have snapped a human neck. "The Shadow-Sun. The girl who thinks she can hold the Void. Do you know what the Void is, Lyra? It is not a weapon. It is a vacancy. And we are here to fill it."

"The Void offers you extended life for your loved ones. Connection points into the mortal realm. They're manipulating you, Luna. Using your compassion against you. We had to know if you'd been turned." "By showing up and committing murder?" Asher shouted. "That's insane!" "The Void isn't alive in ways that matter. Their absence made us conscious. Ending one is no different than closing a door." "You're wrong," Luna said, her voice shaking with fury. "They're different from us, yes. But they're conscious. They feel. They want. They can be lonely and desperate and afraid. I've spoken with them. They're people, just not people like us."

I heard a low, threatening voice in my head. "You believe this is finished? It hissed. Both the Void and I are forever. You’ll never escape me.” I cried out and reached for anything, anything at all, but there was nothing to grab onto. I couldn't stop thinking as I plunged farther into the abyss: had I vanquished the Void, or had I merely let loose something even more terrible?

As he directed the vase at the beast's head, he aimed for its head. My eyes widened as I was taken aback by the ghost's actions. "He's not trying to kill this animal, right?" I murmured to myself, puzzled by the movement of the spirit. The ghost burst out laughing. He was giddy with anticipation for what he was about to accomplish. He pushed the vase up higher. The beast had no idea what was going to happen to him. "Well, if it's this dude, I won't mind if he gets murdered." Despite my astonishment, I felt relieved and free of regret.

"What do you mean by that?" "Phil, the danger is coming. Inhabitants of the abyss could not manifest inside the real world, they would vanish in a puff of smoke mere seconds after they exit the abyss, even the plains of sleep reject their presence and they only thrive inside the abyss. I knew something was wrong when you encountered the nightmare origin inside Annie's nightmare. It was only affected by the miasma from the twilight zone, but the strength of that nightmare origin could be classified as a lower-middle-class in terms of its standing in the abyss after it transformed."

The raw silver was hurting him, just as I had hoped, but it wasn't stopping him. "You opened the cage," the assassin spoke. The voice didn't come from his throat; it was a mental shout that felt like a nail driving into my temples, bypassing my mind-link with Silas entirely. "The Abomination that dreams of stars. The Void has been waiting for you." "The Void can keep waiting," I said, my voice eerily calm as I felt the silver-vein pulsing beneath my boots, reinforcing my stance. "I’m not a dream, Assassin. I’m the light that burns your perfect nothingness."