Beyond The Abyss Novels & Stories

“Same here.” He rolled out of bed, and I couldn’t help but watch as he started getting dressed. His movements were effortless, confident and I found myself staring at the way his muscles shifted under his skin, the lines of his body strong and defined. I bit my lip, a flush creeping up my neck. Last night had been… intense. More than that, it had been a reprieve. Lately, depression had been a heavy fog, clinging to me, making every step feel like wading through quicksand. My father’s death, my mother’s breakdown, the endless questions with no answers—it was all too much. But with Alex, in those stolen moments, I could forget. In his arms, I could let go of the pain, even if just for a little

The Thing Beyond the Crack The sky was opening. Not breaking. Not collapsing. Opening. As though reality itself had become a wound. Thomas could not look away. The fracture stretching across the silver heavens continued widening, spilling impossible light over the City of Echoes. Buildings trembled beneath its glow. Streets split apart. Towers leaned dangerously as if trying to escape whatever lay beyond. And through that widening crack— something was watching. Something vast. Something alive. The heartbeat returned. BOOM.

She mumbled under her breath, but her hands failed her. Her hands were wobbling uncontrollably, beads of sweats were formed around her face, and her heart beat seconds after seconds. She was hoping that it wasn't what she deemed it to be. The bedroom door was slightly open, and her heart skipped a beat. She walked gently over there, and slowly, she pushed the door open quietly only to see Jake naked with her best friend Ashlyn. "More! More!! More!!!" Ashlyn screamed out of great pleasure, her thin voice making her sound angelic.

In this weather? I was so surprised and ran to it sitting down on my knees I cleared the snow settled on it. It was a beautiful six petal white flower. As I was busy doing my important work I sensed someone staring at me. An uneasy feeling dwell in my heart and my head subconsciously moved up. There I saw something on the other side at some distance ahead, staring straight at me it's eyes boring into my soul. I couldn't figure out what it was but whatever that thing is, it's huge and black in colour.

"Maybe you're overthinking this, Mike. You know people do have doppelgangers, and what if you meeting her is just a mere coincidence? I really don't think you need bother yourself with this. She may look like May, and also bear the same name as her, but you must know that she isn't our May. May is—" "I know, Alicia." Mike calmly interrupted her. "I know she's gone and she's never coming back. There's no way she must have magically returned to earth because this isn't a fantasy book or a movie." He smiled sadly. "What was I even thinking? I didn't go to London because of this."

The world around me is just a blur of shadows and whispers of hoarse voices. I struggled to rise to my feet once again, at least get myself to relax on a rock, but I was sent crashing down again by a brutal kick that found its way down to my ribs and tore through my skin. My abdomen felt the impact, and I felt the pain explode from the inside out. Let me just sit erect. Fuck this! The pain found its way to my sickened mind, corrupting my soul, and took away my magic completely. I couldn't feel it anymore. I was completely locked out. Not even flickers, completely empty, the silence creating a new page in my mind.

“Correct. Shared authorship achieved. Probability of continued survival: increased significantly.” The ghost’s form flickered violently, as if the abyss’s change destabilized it. “Fools. You’ve drawn its full attention. Do you not understand? If it accepts you as players, it will not let you go. You have entered a game with no exit.” Ian’s grin sharpened. “Then we make our own exit. Just like we made our own rhythm.” The abyss pulsed one last time, its resonance heavy with finality. *Then the game continues.* And the board expanded outward, infinite tiles stretching into the abyss, each glowing with possibilities yet unplayed.

sighed the woman, she seemed to be about to cry. Abyss felt pity for her, whoever she was, she was very sad, and could sense her emotions. "You're so considerate… Don't worry, I am fine… Please, take care of him, I implore of you…" Abyss didn't really know what was happening, but she accepted, she didn't have any other choice anyway. Suddenly, Abyss was absorbed by a strange wormhole, as her little soul flew through the endless Grand Cosmos, crossing through space and time…

“It’s the Abyss—opening for us, for the trinity, for her.” The spire pulsed, the runes flaring, and the sand parted, not a gate but a path, glowing black, leading down, not desert but void, the chaos beyond, the Veil’s edge, the Abyss’s heart, its shades waiting, their hum a chant, not judgment but truth: lock, spark, flame, void, choose or be chosen. The bond burned, Lucian’s voice, "we’re with you," his hand tight, Lyra’s shard warm, Mara’s nod, Killian’s shaky grin, and I stepped forward, the dagger raised, the mark screaming, the path glowing, the Abyss calling.

At the same time, Clarice asked in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, what difference would it make from killing them if they end up in the Endless Abyss?" The Endless Abyss was on the west side of their residential land and was seemingly bottomless. It existed long before the Raksasa Tribe first migrated into the land. No one knew how deep it was or where it led to. The only thing they knew was no one that fell into the abyss ever came back alive. Sigh.