Aether Beasts Novels & Stories

Thick cold air rushing between the passageways of the labyrinth of large crystalline rocks. 'Iyala, Terra Australis.' -Gen. Matilda Foster A platoon of colonial soldiers surveyed the area for a mission they knew little about. The floor was rough and pointy and reflected light it could reach. The large glowing rocks displayed a text no one understood. Looking above, they saw the majestic Aurora Australis playing with the stars. And several comets that passed through a luminous ring; connecting massive planet-like stars organised like beads covering Terra Australis.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

Lirian looked apprehensive as they arrived via gravitic shuttle, his slender form dwarfed by the jagged spires that shifted under Aether pulses, defying standard physics with variable-gravity pockets that allowed leaps mimicking low-orbit jumps. The hunt was announced at dusk: a traditional Auralis rite, blending sci-fi augmentation with primal violence. Simulacra beasts, holographic constructs infused with real Aether feedback loops, were released into the peaks. These weren't mere illusions; quantum entanglement made their strikes deliver kinetic force, drawing blood, fracturing bones, and even inducing neural feedback that simulated death throes. Participants hunted in teams or solo, arme

S academy. ***** Claude's hand shot into the air as he was more than confident in his answer, Prof. Raizen directed his attention to him giving the boy the greenlight to answer the question. "i'm pretty sure we'll be assisting the local Skylight Guild in dealing with invasive Nightmare Beetles in the Skyhaven Redwoods." Prof. Raizen served him a thunderous glare from beneath his thick eyebrows, ".....Your incorrect Claude...again, and you have damned your class to a lengthy session of hellish training."

"Inside the lattice of the light, I found echoes. Not just energy signatures, but neural patterns. The Jade Isles aren't 'distilling' the sun, Elora. They are siphoning the collective consciousness of a race of beings made of light—the Aetherials. They trap them, compress them into cores, and burn their essence for fuel." A cold rage, sharper than any frost I had ever summoned, settled in my chest. "They are burning souls to stay warm." "And the Aether-Born children like Lyra?" Thane asked, his voice a low thunder as he joined us. "Are they connected to these beings?"

Like I was something he had been waiting centuries to find. Behind him, the ancient beast that had nearly destroyed us struggled to rise from the rubble where Aetherion had thrown it. The creature snarled, massive wings trembling. “You should have stayed sealed!” it roared. Aetherion barely glanced back. With a small flick of his fingers, invisible pressure crushed the creature back into the wall. Stone shattered around it. The monster roared in pain. But Aetherion’s attention had already returned to me. My silver aura burned wildly around my body, reacting to his presence like fire meeting wind.

“The Forgotten almost destroyed the world. We won’t let that happen again.” Aether’s eyes hardened. “Then you leave me no choice,” he said. He lunged, his starlight sword clashing against Cole’s crystal. The impact sent a shockwave through the city, and the western tower’s light nearly went out. The other guardians rushed forward, but Aether waved his hand, and a wall of starlight pushed them back. “It’s just you and me,” he said to Cole and Lila. “The heart of the balance against the God of Stars. Let’s see which is stronger.”

"Number 5 lies my company, Gun Company. Number 4 lays the Bugaboo Company; they specialized in bombs, kinds of bombs like nuclear, missiles, and others. Three, the Vortex Company, specialized in computers, hacking, tracking. Yeah, you could say they're trolling too. Second, lays the Cyan Cascade Company, specializing in technology; robotics, transportation, machines, and many more." "There's one more, what's on top of technology?" I can't think of anything, Zion won't be there, after all, swords are old-fashioned and less used in this contemporary world, unless there's something special with it like the products of this company. "Lastly, Oblivion, who experiments the human mind, specifically

Not only that, Aefar's howl as a *Sapphire, had also summoned the wild Wolf Hordes that were around the valley to come at Aefar's call. Aefar is an Alpha Wolf. He was also a *Sapphire who could command wild beasts of the same race. With the arrival of several groups of wild wolves, it was enough to help dispel the Pigs who had continued to attack earlier. The Bat Clan used thousands of wild Bats, and Aefar used hundreds of Wolves that were around the valley as well to help him. Each of the two groups that were currently fighting in the valley had a *Sapphire who could command Wild Beasts that were of the same race as them.

Iris. Lightning. Blinding lightning cracks across the sky, and that’s when I see it. A monstrosity. A towering werewolf, drenched in rain, muscles taut and rippling with barely restrained rage. Each limb looks sculpted for violence. Its fur is slick, dark, and matted from blood and storm. Its breath steams in the cold air. Plumes spiral around its snout. Its eyes, blazing gold. My heart stops. God… I just fell into another creature’s war. All of them, beasts of the moon. Beasts of the night. Oh no!