Black Hole Graphic Novels & Stories

I tried to use up all the energy that was in me until-- "Aaaaaaaaa!!!" My body floated, spinning, and I was carried to the front of the hole. My hand raised, I saw the image of the black hole like a mirror. With the knife I have, I move my hand as hard as I can to destroy it. As a result, I was slammed into the ground and the black hole disappeared. silence

Turning his back to Roy. The station groaned again, the force of the black hole pulling it inexorably closer. Roy turned away from the door, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he realised the hopelessness of his situation as of right now. Through the cracked window, he could see the event horizon drawing nearer, its ominous glow swallowing the stars behind it. The station’s metal frame groaned and bent under the immense gravitational forces. Roy sank to his knees, his mind racing. That's it, he thought.

"But the needle… it didn't just stop! It… it projected something! A star chart! An ancient, impossible star chart!" The tactical map on the main screen in front of them dissolved, replaced by a breathtaking, terrifying, and impossibly vast image of the cosmos. A single, shimmering line of golden energy traced a path from their solar system out into the deep, cold, terrifying void. It was the final, true trajectory of the Lullaby Project's continuous signal. But the signal wasn't aimed at a distant star system or a habitable nebula. Its final, unwavering destination was a supermassive black hole, a swirling, silent maw of absolute nothingness that was consuming everything around it, a wound i

"Don't let the gravity pull the song out of you." ​The Abyssal Anchor finally came into view. It was a brutalist spike of obsidian and chrome, a needle of 21st-century human arrogance thrust into the eye of a god. It wasn't powered by the sun or the roots; it was powered by the Hawking Radiation bleeding off the black hole’s edge. ​The Ghosts of the Board ​They docked with a jarring metallic clang. As the airlock cycled, the atmosphere that rushed in was stale, smelling of ozone, expensive leather, and Unchanging Time.

“What, really?!” Asphalt and Code Nine stopped from their tracks as they looked up. Xiao stopped also and she saw one humongous thing right in front of her. It was unexplainable and indescribable, but she had a gist what was it. It was dark as if it was encircling something as it moves. “Wait… I think I know this.” “Yes, it’s a black hole.” Xiao was unable to speak for a moment before she shook her head, “But you do know that whoever enters this—”

This action saves their life but their head still feels pain like someone just opened their head and inserted a hot iron into their brains. The grotesque blackhole expands bigger and bigger and it slowly floats higher and higher as size expands, the bright sky slowly darkens, the wind and many dark clouds are gathered above the sky until only limited light can shine through the dark curtain of the sky. The Blackhole then suddenly shrinks and countless eyes and tentacles disappear like the scene they just saw was an illusion. The severe headache also disappears along with those eyes and tentacles. Fatty Pao, Azanah, and Duke Tian Dong slowly look at the shrunk Blackhole that is now looking li

What he wanted from that woman was regret, despair and torment for all the falsehoods that she made for him. BAAAM... "HM?" Long Chen frowned as he heard the sound of an explosion in the sky. He saw that the black hole began to slowly form an ancient doorway and from within it looked like quite a beautiful expanse of nature. Of course, not only did Long Chen see that, but everyone else there did as well.

“Hold on!” The black hole strained, pulling her upward. “HURRY UP WITH THAT SPELL!” I yelled. The witches chanted louder. The golden circle glowed blindingly bright. Then— with a violent flash— The black hole folded inward— collapsed— and vanished. The sky calmed, returning to its normal color. We all stood still for a moment, panting, stunned. “Is… is it over?” Cameron asked, still hugging a fallen tree like it owed him money.

The embracing figure in the form of the old grandfather made out of pure energy was so powerful that space seemed to fold unto itself like a worm wriggling in utter display of minute resistance. Planets, meteors, and all the heavenly bodies inside this universe turned into nothingness as the great white devoured them. All the undead beings were also put in the same condition. No matter how they tried to escape and run away they were badly unsuccessful as the spell encircled their whole universe, there was nowhere to go. Only death and oblivion was their destination. The figure became smaller and smaller and within it the whole universe was also consumed until nothing was left of it but the e

No one dared try again. Suddenly the black hole that had been quiet all this while showed signs of activity. It moved and churned into a spiraling vacuum as it slowly grinded into motion. The few creatures around watched in curiosity as the black hole which had only been taking, spat something out for the first time. What it spat out was a large man who had a slightly panicked expression on his face. The man fell onto the ground with a loud thud and rolled around a few times before finally standing up. “That was close,” Ivor quickly wiped off the small beads of sweat that had formed on his forehead and exclaimed. The strange black hole behind him which had been his means of escape closed swi