Aether Beasts Novels & Stories

To have Kaelion. To be the name sung by the howling wolves. And if Seraphina stood in the way of that again—no spell, no force, not even the Moon Goddess herself would stop her. Not this time.

His single eye sweeps over us coldly. “The rules are simple: survive until sunset or incapacitate your opponent,” his voice booms without any amplification. “Release the beasts!” The iron gate on the north side opens with a painful screech. From the darkness within, several level one and level two Feral Beasts emerge. They are nearly the size of elephants, with black and brown fur. Their fangs drip with venom. Their eyes glow red. And they have wings. The damn creatures hover slightly above the ground.

He looked… cruel, immortal King. My instincts were urging me to run and hide but I couldn’t move from my spot. I was frozen, my eyes were stuck to the beast who was standing a there like he owned the world and everything and every person that existed on it. I couldn’t leave my friend behind. He had never turned his back on me and I was going to do the same, even if it cost me my life. Gideon was family and family was the only thing worth dying. “Aria?” My head snapped to the owner of the voice. My eyes connected with merciless, steel-gray ones. I shuddered at the intensity of his stare.

In Aetherium, life was chill. No body, no limits—just me, finally free. Time didn't matter here. No pain, no lies. Just calm. But lately, something gross kept tugging at me from the mortal world. It stank of obsession and fake guilt, like a greasy snake trying to wrap around my soul and wreck everything. I wanted to slice it away like dead weight. Then The High One showed up. "That pull's from a dark ritual. An Aster descendant's offering their life and soul to you—trying to drag you back in with chains made of shadow."

Its eyes, vacant and soulless, bore into Marisol, sending shivers down her spine. The beast's breath, heavy with the stench of decay, hung in the air, creating an oppressive atmosphere that threatened to crush her. The symphony of growls reached a deafening crescendo, drowning out any rational thought. It felt as though the nightmare itself had taken a physical form, manifesting in this grotesque creature.

suddenly the pressure stopped but he could still feel the power emanating form his presence "Alright, seems fair enough sit down let's discuss things mortal" After he answered defteros's question he asked defteros one of his own. " Okay I have one question where is this exactly? i know you said this is your realm but who are you ?" " That's two questions xaio Hei but it matters not, I am the being that created your world and everything in it from your perspective I should be God I guess" he answered causally . "G-god?!!?" Xaio exclaimed .

His head ripped from his body in one brutal slap. Alphex stabbed the creature from behind, raising his sword just in time to parry its attack as it whirled on him. The force of the blow pushing him to the side as Sethlzaar tightened his grip on his veils and launched himself into a sprint straight for it. Alphex saw him as he slid to a stop and struck at the unsouled in a bid to hold its attention. The thing’s hand moved in a blur and the weapon in its hand clanged against Alphex’s held up blade. Sethlzaar forced more speed into his sprint before hurling himself into the air. He came down hard on the creature as one of his veils took purchase in its skull and they both fell to the ground.

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Tristan snapped. "05:42," Helena reported. "Eighteen minutes until executions begin." "We can't stop," Saoirse said from the gunner's chair, her hands gripping the controls of the steam-cannons. "If we lose our momentum, the infantry swarms us. They’ll pry us open." Tristan stared at the three glowing blue Aether-shields protecting the walkers. *Aether-shields,* Tristan’s mind calculated. *Pure, refined magic. Kinetic absorption fields. Designed to repel solid mass.*

It had mentioned this word several times, describing the Aetherians as individuals chosen by divine entities to wield unique elemental powers that influenced the very balance of nature. “Legend tells of four primordial mages,” Professor Ealdwine continued, gesturing to the tapestry behind him. “They were the first Aetherians, chosen by the gods. Earth, Fire, Water, and Air were their domains. Each held a unique resonance with their element and could wield it with great mastery. They were guardians of balance, harmony, and the natural world. But over centuries, the purity of their lineage was lost, diluted as their descendants mingled with other species. Today, only a handful of true Aetheria