Backrooms Level 5 Novels & Stories

He returned to the real world when he opened his eyes. It had been several months since he was back and yet the surroundings were still familiar. Inside the secret room of the Iridescent Sect in the Star Kingdom, David turned on the system again. His Body was at Ancestral level 3 and his Mind was at Ancestral level 10. Then, he clicked on the plus sign behind the Body column. A window popped up, and he selected Yes. A thousand lavish points disappear. He felt the slight heat as his Body rose from Ancestral level 3 to Ancestral level 4.

I tried to sit up, but my movements were sluggish, like a marionette with tangled strings. As my eyes adjusted to the faint light, I realized I was in a cavernous space, surrounded by colossal obsidian pillars that jutted out from the ground. The air was heavy with an otherworldly chill, and a palpable sense of foreboding hung in the atmosphere. "Where am I?" I whispered to myself, my voice barely more than a breath. My memories of what had transpired earlier were fragmented, and the last thing I could recall was the intense confrontation between Hayden and Mason.

I drove my eyes away and head back to the bed. Though I am trying to avoid her, I am just pretending to do so since I am noticing every movement of her. She applied the antiseptic around her neck, opened her luggage and pulled out a red saree then moved to the washroom. I try to close my eyes to sleep but I can't. I had gone through the biggest quake ok my life which shook me from inside.

Chapter 01 - Her fantasy world The devil bound the jungle from all sides. It seemed impossible to escape from there without coming into their sight. On a misty night, there was nothing but chippers of birds. Once behind a dense tree, a girl was struggling in pain. Her hands seemed to crack vigorously. The blood was flowing deep down to her knees, covering them. She couldn't even utter a word as if someone sliced her dried throat and took out her voice. Tears were flowing from her eyes like raindrops. There was no chance for her to survive further.

"Access requires a triple-thread authorization." "DNA. Retinal. And the Blood-Covenant," Elena snapped. She held her still-bandaged finger to the glass. The elevator didn't go down. It felt as though the world itself were shifting around her. With a heavy, tectonic groan, the car descended past the foundation, past the subway lines, into the bedrock of the city. The doors opened to a room filled with the smell of ozone and ancient paper. This was the Everett Black-Site. Thousands of glass cylinders lined the walls, each containing a physical and digital backup of every secret the family had ever bought, sold, or stolen.

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Marvin didn’t look up from the documents, his voice clipped and distant as he responded, "Speak." Danial could sense the tension in Marvin’s tone. Something was clearly bothering him, and Danial wasn’t sure if it was his place to probe. Nonetheless, he pressed on, hoping to gain some insight. "Master, what does the fifth level of Titan's Endurance represent?" Marvin remained silent for a moment, his eyes still fixed on the papers in front of him. When he finally spoke, his words were curt and final. "You will find out when you reach that level."

I could still remember the twisted satisfaction in his eyes as I died in agony. Fortunately, luck was on my side. I had gained the ability to travel back in time. As my eyes fell on the triumphant Richard, I couldn't help but chuckle in sardonic amusement.

If the method to break through to the Empyrean level was on the fifth floor, and it indeed required such strength, this misunderstanding would become a major issue. At that moment, only a few puppets moved back and forth on the fourth floor. No one else was around. When they sensed Alexander's presence, they all raised their broad swords and surrounded him. The items on the fourth floor were strange stones: some were ores, and some were unrecognizable, holding little temptation for Alexander. He repelled the surrounding puppets with a single sword strike and proceeded to the fifth floor. On the staircase, Alexander felt the pressure increase again, but it was not significantly stronger than