Beneath A Marble Sky Novels & Stories

It was a Sunday afternoon yet the sky was gloomy. The sun that’s supposed to dazzle is nowhere to be found and the cold breeze blew on my way. I’ve watched the news last night, they said it will be a clear day today but the sky shows otherwise. We’ve decided to celebrate our friend’s birthday in the garden but we will have a hard time now that the rain threatens to pour down. “Hey, can you help me decide which design suits the theme the most? I need to finish this before Unira arrives,” my friend uttered.

He sat beside her. Neither of them spoke for a moment. "He shifted against us," Rena said. "Yes," Marcus said. "Against you specifically," she said. "Yes," Marcus said. She looked at him. "Are you alright," she said. Marcus looked at the cathedral square around them. At the lamplight and the cold stone and the city that had been their territory for three years without incident until one hybrid girl started selling flowers in the east market. "No," he said honestly. Rena looked back at the cobblestones.

The glass was cool against my skin, but inside, everything burned. Outside, the ocean moved with a quiet fury—its waves chasing one another under the fading light like they, too, were anxious. The sun was dipping low, leaving streaks of amber and rose in its wake. Evening had begun its slow crawl over the sky, and with it came the weight in my chest. The setup was already waiting.

“Like dodging hunters?” “Damn right,” Mara says, light steady. “Lead on, Raymond.” “Thanks,” I say, heart racing. “Kael stays back—can’t trust him yet.” “Smart,” Jude growls, shadows flaring. “Let’s move, sunshine.” The portal’s swirl of red and black yanks us into the lost dominion, a jagged wasteland of cracked earth and twisted spires under a sky like spilled blood. The air burns like acid, and cliffs loom, ready to collapse. My light guides us, but the ground shakes, rocks falling with a crash that echoes like a warning.

The basement of the Root was no longer a cathedral; it was a collapsing lung. As the Mother’s "Master-Delete" took hold, the ambient pressure of the reality-sector plummeted. The glowing racks of "Marbles" dimmed one by one, a billion simulated suns winking out, leaving behind a terrifying, sterile vacuum. Elara felt the pull of the incinerator—a churning vortex of Pure-Erasure at the end of the walkway. The marble containing Leo, the "User-Boy," was a streak of dying light tumbling toward the maw.

The Red Sky ​POV: General Vesh (Elara Vance) ​The blood-red luminescence on the northern horizon did not behave like light. It pulsed. It breathed. It bled across the night sky like an infected wound in the fabric of the universe, casting a sickly, crimson glow over the white marble ruins of the Capital. ​Kaelen remained perfectly still beside me on the balcony, but I felt the violent, apocalyptic spike of terror through the open mate bond.

I slid off the Sovereign, the soles of my boots hissing against the superheated glass of the Citadel’s roof. Above us, the night sky was painted a toxic, beautiful orange by the burning wreckage of the Aegis Destroyer. Ash drifted down like snow, settling on our leather vests and the chrome of our bikes. But below us was where the real show was happening.

much better, like he had just been reborn. Not paralyzed anymore, he stood up and looked skyward. The sea of blue and violet stars began to change. It flashed white. The atmosphere of the black desert too lightened. Marcus raised one shimmering arm up and in one unexplained instant, the black space cracked revealing a white slit of light from the sky to the black sea. This produced violent waves and a loud rumble on the ground.

The higher altitude had made her exhausted much quicker than normal. Outside, the sky was violet with two moons overhead. The grass was a turquoise color with bright orange flowers unlike any she’d seen on Earth sprinkled across it. Beneath them, a marble building that looked like it had pieces of lava in an elaborate pattern. No, more like a monument that would fit all of the buildings in her city inside it. Did giants live here?

The young cherubim was so astonished with the fact that an apprentice angel who was an heir to the seven pillar’s seat smiled at her that she failed to notice the chilling gaze of his stormy ashen eyes as if all the depravity of the Heavenly World were swirling behind his thick silver lashes. “Hi! Just call me Sky. May I know when the seven pillars will arrive?” asked Apollo Sky. His voice was gentle like every citizen of the Benevolent World thought of. If only they knew that he was on the verge of betraying his kin because of a Halfling, not because he liked her in a romantic sense of the word but because she was someone he could never be and just by looking at her, it was like he was seei