Abyssal Vortex Novels & Stories

Arriving at the lower level of the abyss, the trench that could be seen on my opposite sides are now nowhere to be found, instead, it opened up into a large cavern, the golden bubble has further shrunk from 5 meters to 2 meters. I watched at the ceiling as I passed it and saw multiple holes in it, the ceiling which was the bottom walls of the trench I had just passed, was home to countless nightmare origins. I expected this phenomenon ever since I saw the nightmare origins in the middle level of the abyss live inside the holes they dug in the walls of the trench, but what I did not expect was seeing the nightmare origins living on the ceiling throwing there stranded and letting them sink int

Instinct screamed inside him. To break through. To reach her. To hold her. But another memory held him down—iron-tight. The memory of that single drop of poisoned saliva. It chained his spine in place. Self-disgust became a leash. And the beast endured the freezing storm like withdrawal pain carved into flesh. BOOM— The heartbeat of the deep-sea mother core erupted again. This time— A violent low-frequency magnetic storm. The Leviathan was hit by a catastrophic underwater vortex. Tens of thousands of tons of steel tilted violently.

Silas reported from the lower Deck. He sounded like he was suffocating as tight as he was in his high-G suit strapped. “The abyssal engineers have the turbines with so much kinetic Resonance fully pumped that the molecules scream. We have exactly one Shot. If we don't meet the orbit, we fall back like a stone into the ashes. Swamp. “We meet him,” Nova crawled from the back station. I was able to Click to hear their heavy magnetic boots anchored in the floor. ‘I

Chapter 38: The Boiling Abyss The groan of tearing metal echoed through the server farm, a sound so immense it vibrated deep within Dante’s marrow. Tartarus was no longer merely sinking; it was in a terrifying, uncontrolled freefall toward the Earth's mantle. The ambient temperature in the room spiked violently as the station drew closer to the exposed magma vent below, turning the knee-deep ocean water into a swirling, steaming cauldron. Dante leaned heavily against a tilted server rack, his body still trembling from the violent expulsion of Project Ouroboros. The cure Elara had synthesized was working, but his muscles felt as though they had been shredded and haphazardly stitched back toge

The sky was a bruised charcoal, heavy with the mist of the Silence. ​"Scanning for life," Leo said, his fingers flying. "I’m getting pings... but they’re deep. Five miles down, in the Abyssal Trench. And Elara, they’re moving fast. They aren't swimming. They’re climbing." ​Looking out the observation windows, I saw the first of them. A massive, bioluminescent tentacle, thick as a factory chimney and covered in sucking maws, breached the surface of the ocean. It didn't splash. It latched onto the side of our floating mountain, the suction cups tearing into the obsidian shell with a sound like grinding glass.

After a while, the vortex reached a diameter of over a hundred meters and drew in spiritual energy like a flood. Andrius absorbed it maniacally without pausing or wasting it. Hiss—

How is that possible? Suddenly, he saw a huge vortex swirling in the rolling magma below. The center of the vortex was empty as if it were a vast invisible space separating the magma. The vortex grew larger and larger, causing the molten earth to disperse in all directions. Soon, a vast expanse of land was revealed within it.

The transition was less a wrench and more a drowning. The humid, oxygen-rich air of Verdant Prime was ripped away, replaced by a crushing, cold pressure and absolute silence. Lyra’s eyes flew open to inky blackness, punctuated by faint, drifting specks of bioluminescence. WORLD LOADED: ABYSSAL STATION THALASSA BIOSPHERE: SUBSURFACE OCEAN, DEEP TRENCH PRIMARY OBJECTIVE: RESTORE POWER TO CENTRAL HUB

My words did reach him, but all he did was mock me "'I don't even see you anymore,' how about it? That serves you right." My tears had flown massively when I heard that from him. Sure he doesn't have any obligation to save me, but I have my regrets too. "Tsk... I'm not sure why your sobbing face bothers me. It irritates me!" He remarked, perplexed, as he suddenly felt concerned about me. The exquisite flower vase that had been put on the table unexpectedly floated in the air—- To be more specific, the ghost caused it to fly since he could grip things so rapidly. As he directed the vase at the beast's head, he aimed for its head.

Upon closer look, Tirana also realized the entire wall and almost everything here was of the same origin. "So that's why we can't sense what these slick bastards up to," Claros - Vayu muttered. "They're mining things from the Vortex? H - How? That's impossible." Tirana held her hands together to stop her tremble. She had learned extensively about the Vortex, a dimensional rift where VEIL sometimes slipped through, and as far as what VERSE taught her, its appearance was random and seldom. The Sovereigns having it under total control made the situation even more alarming, Tirana thought grimly.