Bottomless Pit Gravity Falls Novels & Stories

Without pausing for even a second it span rapidly to bring its tail closer to itself; and then it swept its tail towards Aiden. “Gravity Arts: 200kg Luggage!” Aiden quickly resorted to his Gravity Arts. He was too close to the Dusk Basilisk, and its large size meant that its attack covered a great deal of space. Once his technique was activated his feet sank into the ground as the cave struggled to deal with his new weight. Aiden then bent his knees so that his centre of gravity would move closer to the ground. He brought his arms up to his side and curled into himself; and he did this just in time, for in the next second the tail of the Dusk Basilisk struck him.

Elena lunged forward, her silver-lit hands reaching for her grandfather's staff, but before her fingers could close around the iron wood, the floorboards beneath her feet gave way entirely. The central drainage abyss didn't just flood; the bottom of the basin collapsed into a massive, spinning vortex of dark sludge, volcanic fire, and liquid moonstone that began to swallow every stone in the chamber. Gideon was pulled under first, his black-steel staff slipping from his grip as the black briars dragged his frame down into the churning, subterranean current. Grandfather! Elena screamed, her voice tearing her throat as she threw herself toward the edge of the pit.

Knowing the true answer to the solution, he decided on a gambit; he would allow himself to fall to the bottom of this endless chasm. Bang! With a terrible boom, Chu Xun's feet hit solid ground and the flagstones under his feet shattered from the impact of the fall. Annoyed, Chu Xun gnashed his teeth. This seemingly bottomless chasm was not bottomless after all. In fact, it only was five meters deep and he could barely react at all before reaching the bottom, never mind summoning his Hong Meng Immortal Qi, and the fall had numbed his legs.

"Look! Something is down there!" As the danger seemed to pass, a group gathered, inspecting the deep hole that yawned darkly beneath them, its depths impenetrable. Meanwhile, down in the vast pit, Alexander continued to press downward with his sword energy, pushing Grand Hart Lord deeper into the darkness. The beast struggled against the relentless force, unable to break free from Alexander's relentless assault, almost reaching the bottom. Amid dancing firelight, Alexander assessed his surroundings. With a strong push, he leaped back, countering the pull of gravity.

Jinx slammed her fist down onto the spliced wires. Gravity vanished. The massive, hundred-ton repulsor platform did not just fall. It was actively repelled by the ceiling anchors. We shot downward into the massive vertical shaft with the force of a fired bullet. The acceleration was horrific. My stomach slammed into my throat. The wind tore the breath from my lungs. We were pressed flat against the metal grating by the sheer G-force of the descent. We became a falling meteor inside the throat of the Citadel. Thousands of empty shells were still swarming up the walls of the massive shaft. They did not have time to react. The falling platform acted as a colossal, descending piston. It sheared

Like a bolt of lightning, he plunged into the pit, followed by the others. Real masters acted boldly. They were falling vest fast towards the bottom. In the twinkling of an eye, they had fallen nearly ten thousand meters. The rocks in the pit wall around them were becoming purpler and purpler towards the bottom. These rocks contained plenty of Spiritual Qi. There were still some purple crystal ores on the wall. As they fell further down, the resistive force of the purple Dragon Qi became stronger. Perhaps the major sects were unable to carry out large-scale mining at large depths. That was why there were still some mysterious purple crystals left.

XXV –Descent . . . Descent (noun): it can be an action of moving downward, dropping, or falling… or it could be a moral, a social or psychological decline into a specified undesirable state . . . PROSERPINA: Before she and Alastor can go shopping later–does this count as a date?–Proserpina had fully intended to leave the house not too far or for long seeing as she no longer felt that secure ever since they’ve been attacked there) when she returned to the shadows to rest.

-HER- After some moments, I find myself peeking inside the well just like yesterday. A rough and cold hand pulls me inside before I am sucked inside the well by the gravity. This time, I fall willingly. I close my eyes and anticipate the fall. The sound of the wind whooshing past my ears is the same as that of yesterday. The sense of uprightness is lost. I can only feel myself falling before the ground makes its presence known to me when I feel it’s hardness under my feet.

The floor of the cavernous docking bay lurched violently, dropping at a terrifying, unnatural angle. Dante lost his footing on the pristine white tiling, crashing hard onto his side as the entire superstructure of Tartarus groaned under the sudden shift in gravity. Through the massive, reinforced acrylic viewing ports that lined the far wall, the abyssal trench was suddenly illuminated by an angry, violent orange glow. The facility was literally sliding down the sheer face of the underwater cliff, being dragged toward the superheated magma vents of the tectonic rift.

Zack screamed. The obsidian tower groaned. Huge segments of the hull slid back, revealing a central chamber that glowed with a sickening, raw light. "Elodie! Get out of there!" Victor turned toward the ship, but his feet felt like lead. The gravity suddenly spiked. Not light, but heavy. Ten times the Earth’s pull. Victor dropped to his knees, the lunar dust puffing up around his impact. He gasped, his lungs straining against the weight of his own ribs.