Black Hole Graphic の小説・ストーリー

Felix saw a black hole appearing right where they were. He felt the incredible drawing force from the black hole, and if it wasn't for Holly's kick, he would've been sucked in immediately. Even Holly sat cross-legged in the air with her eyes closed. She looked as if she was trying her best to resist the pull from the black hole. Similarly, the Destroyer-class spaceship that had been chasing them also stopped, retreating madly. However, it was moving quite slowly, showing how terrible the pull of the black hole was.

"We’re entering the eye of the nebula now, Mother. The gas is thinning, but the gravity is spiking. There’s a massive object in the center... it’s not a planet. It’s a structure." As we cleared the violet clouds, the "Grave of the First Mother" revealed itself. It was a gargantuan ring, miles across, constructed of ivory and silver that had grown dull with eons of neglect. It wasn't orbiting a sun; it was suspended in the center of a localized black hole, held in place by a series of massive, glowing tethers that looked like the Weaver’s knots etched into my own skin. "It’s a stasis-cradle," Aris breathed, joining us on the bridge. "The black hole is being used as a battery. This place is li

The Mist dissipated into nothingness as the last one locked themselves onto us as they gripped the flooring, the chair, and each other to make sure no gaps where in-between them just as darkness enveloped the cabinet as the gravitational pull disappeared and gravity became zero. We stayed in place due to their quick thinking as sleep assaulted all of us as the pain lessened and a strong link was formed between the Males from their bodies as they were still trying to settle into a form, before becoming permanent. We drifted off to sleep unaware of what was going on outside the still intact ship that darkly appeared past the horizon of the now newly made Super Black Hole. Roaring in all it's G

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

Vicoliz stamped the spear on the ground and a black hole opened. "Goodbye sucker"........ The black hole started getting bigger and started sucking in Sorex. "You All shall pay for this" Sorex screamed as the black hole pulled him into it, sucking him up finally and the black hole closed up. The dark comet ended once Sorex got sucked up. The dark clouds cleared, the eclipse ended, and the sun shone "Finally evil is conquered" Vicoliz said with a sigh. Suddenly a head was rolled to his front.

Isiewu asked. “Eye of the gods,” Uchendu said, almost in a rush. “Echi is dying.” Isiewu pushed a black pot that was beside him as the news hit home. The liquid that the black pot contained spilled on the floor, noiselessly. The liquid was clear with meanings drawn on every part of it, and Isiewu could see the symbols it contained. The answers of Echi’s present state. “It can’t be possible.” Isiewu voice rose.

How could Zephyr Khan not understand what this black jade pendant was. It was obvious! The diagram on the map corresponded to the virtual map of all areas in the Black Evil Forest. "So this is actually a detailed map of the Black Evil Forest of Despair?" Zephyr Khan opened his mouth wide in surprise. "Those three thick lines represent the outer regions, the ten times gravity region, and the hundred times gravity region! As for those densely packed lines of light, they represent every single stone sculpture!" After discovering this... Zephyr Khan looked carefully at every area on the virtual map again.

I stood near her clueless. “I don’t know. My hand is stuck.” She pulled her hand but nothing happened. I pulled the cloth down the floor and a grotesque painting welcomed me. The white canvas was filled with random black scribbles and the longer I look, movements became obvious and formed random shapes. Foreign and barbaric words made of dark smoke floated out of the canvas until a summoning circle was created. In the middle was a closed eye circumscribed by an inverted triangle. Gugu’s hand was sucked by a black hole projected by the canvas. Her fingers up to her wrist on the other side turned into a black shadow just like Mark’s appearance in the valley of the dead.

But then I pushed my sight past the quartz and touched the spinning black water in the center. The shock was absolute. It was a void. There was no heat. There was no vibration. There was only a terrifying, infinite hunger. The abyssal spark wasn't pushing force outward like an explosion; it was pulling everything inward. It was a microscopic black hole of pure, localized hydrostatic gravity. I opened my eyes, ripping my deep sight away from the crystal, gasping for air as if I had just been dragged underwater. "Jace?" Elara sat forward, the blanket slipping from her shoulders. "What is it?"

"If we go through that hole, Kaelor, time won't mean anything. We could come back and find Navia turned to dust." Aradaa’s voice cracked. He stared through the Gaea’s forward membrane at the swirling abyss of the black hole. The thing was a wound in the sky, a spinning hunger rimmed with violet fire. They were in the slip-stream now. The stars didn't look like stars anymore. They were long, white threads of light, stretched thin by a speed that made the hull scream.