Abyss Wars Novels & Stories

said Hugo, both of them was being careful with their every move, their were bears and mountain lions in forests too but they didn't possessed threat like barbarians, Hugo had fought Barbarians in many battles he knows their tactic, for Hugo Barbarians were not smart they was just animals. It wasn't much late when Hugo saw some curiosity arising in Athen's facial expression, "What's wrong" asked Hugo looking at Athen, "I wanted to know about the patch of yours and that scar on your arm" said Athen quietly as if he was struggling to decide whether to ask or not, Hugo laughed pointing at his eye patch he said "It's embarassing but I hurted myself, I tripped and hurted the left eye with my sword

" Moments later, flames began licking every corner of the sty. The pigs were startled and began squealing and trampling over one another in panic, trying to escape. The fire spread quickly, and I felt the painful burns on my skin. The heavy smoke was also stinging my eyes and making me choke. I wanted to run, but I was still chained up, and there was nowhere I could go. Was I finally going to die this time? But maybe it was for the best. The pig sty began to collapse, its support beams falling, and I looked at the blue sky outside the tiny window. I remembered how Victoria looked in her wedding dress.

She cut me off from my only brother and placed me under the care of my grandmother. At the very least, I can now say that I live in peace. *** I was alone on the rooftop. No one ever wanted to be friends with me, as usual. I consider that ghosts are the only companions I have. "Uwah, Kizuna Ai is adorable!" I murmured something to myself, and it wasn't long before the stream began to play on its own. However, a random video appeared in the stream. "Huh?" Surprisingly, the stream changed.

The rift roared, and the Abyss’s new master loomed, ready to claim their blood. The war was far from over, and Aria’s fight was just beginning with her pack’s trust shattered and the Abyss’s heart beating stronger than ever.

But as the pack stood together on the ruins of the old world, they felt the first, cold vibration of the Abyssal Tide rising from the depths. The battle for the surface was won. The war for the soul of the planet was just beginning.

Three human mechs, with their backs to the massive black hull of The Sovereign, slowly broke free from the gravitational tether and launched into this cold, shattered stellar graveyard. Everything before them looked like the macabre ruins left behind after the fall of gods. Countless massive fragments of golden metal floated silently in the vacuum; some shards were larger than skyscrapers back on Earth. And weaving through this golden debris was a suffocating, dark violet mist—the physical manifestation of the "Abyss." It clung to the dead planet like a living, viscous spiderweb.