Novel & Cerita Backrooms Entities

The civilization fought back immediately—massive recursive weapons firing through dimensional layers while convergence structures attempted to isolate the invading entities. At first— It worked. The Nulls began disappearing. Consumed by something beneath the city. Something vast. Something hidden. The footage distorted violently. Then came the screaming. Not physical screams. System screams. Recursive networks collapsing. Synchronization layers failing. And beneath the city— Something awakened. The footage shifted suddenly. A massive silver-black structure emerging beneath reality itself. Eyes opening inside endless darkness. Entire Null entities dragged screaming into recursive voids and de

Rhydian’s expression tightened—like every possible answer was being filtered through consequences he couldn’t afford. Then— A sound echoed through the Hall. Not from the entity. From the walls. A low, mechanical click. Like a lock recognizing an old key. The center of the Hall floor began to split. Stone separating in clean geometric lines. Kael stepped back immediately. “That’s not structural failure,” he said. Rhydian’s eyes narrowed. “That’s access protocol.” The entity looked down at the opening floor. Almost… relieved. “Yes,” it whispered. “Finally.” --- THE ARCHIVE BELOW

From there it moved like a living thing, crawling towards the window, black tendrils in search of the light. The entity passed through the window and rolled down the hull until it made contact with the sea where it lost its properties, turning to a slick that spread on the surface, an oiled eddy that powered beneath the waves under its own volition. Down it went, where things long-lost waited to receive it; darkness becoming one with darkness. *** The doors to the waiting room opened with a squeak and a squelch, the fast, heavy footfalls as the Userkafs entered, making it clear to Beatrice something was wrong.

“Now there is merely their essence, but that is enough. He looked at Dorin who was eagerly waiting for Seb to start speaking, then at Johan who was scowling as usual. “This building is old. Old things remember. Call them and tell them to return.” Sebastian closed his eyes in concentration. Words came into his mind, words that turn into names. He called brick and mortal, glass and iron, wood and stone, and commanded them to return. The platform rumbled and wound back into itself, the bricks lining up to build the individual rooms, the glass fixing itself into windows, the wood into floorboards and doors. The four kept their hands held together as the part they stood on became part of Dorin’s

I should've gone back then and there, but I had time on my side and nothing else better to do. I walked through the curtain as If I were a ghost. The bluish white walls were gone, still bright, but washed out. I could've walked through every wall here, but it felt wrong, so I walked the hall like I would have if I'd been there in person. Hazed holograms of living people dotted the place, hovering on the spot or moving along, going about their morning errands. Some of them I recognised. Sean and Kyle, two of Burney's friends, even Big Jim walked past.

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

I pricked finger, mingling essence with Alexander's on map—holo flaring violet, paths clarifying. Jenkins netted probing tendrils silent, Sofia binds weaving: “Clean—flanks hold; void pulses personal.” Mara potions distributed: “Resist deep—links active; Damian watches.” Undercrypt heart loomed—cavern colossal, artifacts crowned void-throne: ancient shards pulsing hunger-core, entities guardian colossal, chitin-plated maws multi-fanged, eyes void-pupiled fixating us personal, whispers booming intimate: *Heirs... bleed essence, crown unbound. Adapt or perish.*

“Has he been around living humans?” “Not that I’m aware of. His basement is off limits for workers and volunteers since Gina started bringing kids in, security keeps visitors away and the access to the tunnels is blocked with an iron door only a couple of us have the key to.” “Blocked to living humans, not to entities.” Brett twisted his mouth in a doubtful grimace. “I don’t think he ventures there. You see, there’s a really dark aggressive entity down there.” “Skippy,” I said, nodding. “The guy who attacks women. Investigators play the challenge of spending ten minutes down there in the dark. Seen several videos about that.”

Gigi instantly followed suit, doing the same thing. I barely processed what had happened when a scream left my lips at the monster that emerged. Her form was that of a wolf that had begun decaying, skin eaten away by bacteria, exposing the bones and organs inside her on her chest and legs. Her eyes switched to night vision and glowed a terrifying red. It was as if a zombie had climbed its way to earth in order to feed on all our pups.

I whisper as I pull his hands away from my stomach. There is only the deafening sound of my stilettos echoing in this vast and empty room. "You will come back to me," declares Elio coldly behind me.