Arcane University Oblivion Novels & Stories

The thick blanket of unconsciousness made an appearance, and in a second I passed out. **** Damon’s POV A feeling so lost I only found it again when I met Ariana returned. I couldn’t reach her through the necklace. It felt roughly severed and the more I tried the more hopeless it became. My last encounter with the shadow echoed in my thoughts more often. It frightened me because I understood perfectly what he was talking about, and I’d witnessed the endless monstrosities that he could commit. Central Academy was the most prestigious academy and the students I’d met either unexpectedly went missing, which was not my doing. Something about it made me know I couldn’t leave and I had been thrown

Something the Board had been too arrogant to erase. Her eyes widened. “The university,” she said. Every head turned. “There were deeper layers we never fully reached,” she went on. “The hidden archive beneath Veridian Crown. If the Board scrubbed Genesis everywhere else, that’s the one place they might have forgotten to clean.” Victor’s gaze sharpened. “The sub levels.” Dominic’s lips curved faintly. “Then we go back.” Scarlett turned toward the shattered windows. Beyond them the city stretched, bright and oblivious under the morning sun, still pretending the world was ordinary. For forty eight more hours, it would keep pretending.

Faces flashed on the screen, some familiar, others not, but all bearing the burden of infamy. Connor was already scanning through articles online. "It’s everywhere," he muttered, his voice tight. "Les Ombres Écarlates just got exposed. Along with all their illegal activities." Joe’s voice cut through my thoughts. "This is good news, Elijah. Huge. The mob’s in chaos—they didn’t see this coming." "Who’s behind this?" I asked, still trying to process what I was seeing. "The Arcane Network," Joe said, a note of satisfaction in his tone. "They recently worked in partnership with Luc and Marc’s group— the Crimson Veil. Remember Marc and Luc? They’ve been helping Emily and Chris."

He looked up from his hand and took in the scene of the Grove. "What is this place?" he asked, fixating on the altar. I debated for a moment, trying to think of how much I should tell him. I thought of Avery. It was her family's relic. What would she say? "Each family has an object or a place that's sacred. It's something that connects us with our power, our ancestors. All the Necromancers that came before us. This is the Manser's Grove." John lowered his hand still in awe. "I can feel the power here." He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "It's ancient, pure." He frowned, and looked up at me. "I've felt this before, around our own sacred items."

l"You look like someone who just stared into the void and realized it was staring back, which is exactly why I figured I would find you here." I watch her from the threshold of the subterranean archive, my weight shifted against the cold stone doorframe. Evelyn is sitting on the floor, her skin pale against the dim, flickering emergency lights, her hands still trembling from the residual energy of the shrine. I have spent years buried in this academy, playing the part of the quiet, royal scholar, hiding the fact that I have been scouring the foundations for a way to dismantle this entire institution. I never expected to find a catalyst. I never expected the catalyst to be an Omega who smells

Chapter 19: Top 15 and Still Invisible The afternoon classes blurred into each other like background noise Nico couldn’t turn off. First was Supernatural Ethics—dry lectures on Accords compliance, moral obligations of immortality, the ethics of blood sourcing post-war. He sat in the back, notebook open but pen mostly idle, staring at the page while the professor droned. Whispers followed him in, whispers followed him out. No one spoke to him directly. They didn’t have to. The Daily Fang notifications kept pinging on every phone in the room.

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

Wards had always obscured the entrance to the relic chamber. Many students at Obscura assumed the tunnels underneath Aurelian House led to older document archives and storage vaults. That façade had been carefully upheld for generations. Few faculty who taught at Obscura had been here long enough to travel down into what lay beneath the university’s oldest foundations. Tonight, that changed. Elias traced the final ward seal slowly with his finger, gently activating each rune in the complex spell structure carved into the stone doorway. The world around us shimmered as the final wave of warding spell collapsed away.

Based on the information Luna read up on, Avalon was the capital of Arcane, nicknamed the Big Apple of the Starry Galaxy. Starlight University was located in the realm of Arcana. The core and capital of the Starry Galaxy, which some said held the galaxy’s deepest secrets and mysteries. The gates of Arcane only connected to Rigel, Lunaris, Militum, and Yun as some of the biggest businesses in the entertainment industry and other fields resided in this realm.

is Pretender: people who have given false representations of themselves and deceiving and misleading others to do good deeds” I said. Romani was amazed, “I’m baffled that Arnold has knowledge of his enemies, anyway you can’t attack that if that Insect of the Abyss sees you. You and your group will be captured” said Romani “okay Romani then looked at my group “unfortunately I can’t attack that so we must hide from the Insect of the Abyss or we will be captured come on let’s use stealth” so my group and I started to hide while the Insect of the Abyss looks for me. I was on top of the building while my group were a floor down I grab my Daedric Bow and focused at the Insect of the Abyss I pull