Blesiv Grinding Edits Novels & Stories

She didn't reach for a bone needle or a resonance laser; she closed her eyes and began to hum a low, high-frequency melody that vibrated in my marrow. Suddenly, her amethyst fire flared, but it didn't expand like a furnace. She condensed the light until it formed a thin, shimmering blade of pure violet resonance between her fingertips, the Amethyst Scalpel. With a steady hand, she began to move the blade through the air just above the wound, the fire dissolving the necrotic tissue without touching the healthy skin. The blackness in Jarl’s veins began to recede, his skin turning from grey back to a healthy charcoal bronze. It was a clinical masterpiece, a refinement of the Solar Forge that I

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the window and hit Lucas' stunning face. "Zombie Treasure Chest x10." Lucas clicked on it to open the Zombie Treasure Chest: "Obtained 1000 Genetic Points, 1000 Strength Points, 1000 Speed Points, and 1000 Defense Points." "Obtained Stone Grinding Wheel x1." Lucas fused all the attributes he had obtained into himself and looked up the description of the Stone Grinding Wheel. Stone Grinding Wheel: Grants the ability to strengthen equipment. Allows equipment to be upgraded by a rank to a maximum of Grade S.

Cassian’s POV ​The sky was no longer blue. It was a bruised, sickly violet, bleeding into an angry copper at the horizon where the Southern siphons were pulling the atmosphere taut. The silence of the North had been replaced by a low, rhythmic thrumming that shook the marrow of my bones. It felt as if the world itself were a drum skin, and the South was about to strike the final blow. I stood at the edge of the grove, my hands stained with the white dust of the purified salt. We had finished the coating an hour ago. The Obsidian Tree looked like a jagged diamond, its ancient bark hidden beneath a layer of crystalline armor that shimmered with an unnatural, cold light.

We keep running for a few more minutes until we get to the old lake. Just like before; it is still dried up. An empty space. Filled with cracked and dried up earth. Empty. Elsa is crunched on the ground looking defeated; hands folded into fists by her side. "El, It's going to be fine," I say kneeling by her side.

I can hear my heart beating so loud and fast. I took a deep breath before opening my eyes again hoping that something just glitched… [slowly open eyes] “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” What is happening to me?!! What the f*ck is this?? I can’t be--- no--- no--- this is not true!! I blinked my eyes multiple times and brush it hard but it’s still the same!! Am I dreaming?? Okay… “OUCH!! F*CK!!” that slap freaking hurts!!

She frowned, and put her head down on the table, and closed her eyes for a moment. Dimitri and Pete walked through the door, Pete went to work on the soup, Ivan whispered to Dimitri about her arms. He looked over but said nothing. Pete cleared this throat, and Jade looked up. Her eyes a pale gray, almost white startled him he dropped the bowl of soup shattering the bowl when it hit the ground. He broke his stare, and grabbed a cloth, “My apologies you're eyes aren't as gray as they used to be. It’s almost a pale white,” he whispered.