Cloud Strife Crisis Core Novels & Stories

His eyes are bright yellow and his skin has a glassy material jutting out from his hands and joints. “Shard of Chaos, third shard release: Entropy.” Nothing happens for a few seconds, then a star whizzes past at incredible speed, just barely missing Míriel. She rushes to attack him but stops to dodge another wave of asteroids. Then another star. Soon, more. And more things start flying across the system randomly. What is happening?, is what is on my mind. A particularly large star is headed for the battle planet we’re on, but Zeus flew through and destroyed it.

White fissures tore across the horizon. David’s voice thundered through the collapsing world, filled with fury and despair. “You can’t destroy me without unraveling yourself!” Sophia met his gaze one last time. “Then maybe we both deserve rest.” She slammed her hand onto the command code she’d memorized years ago /PURGE CORE – ALL INSTANCES. Light swallowed everything. Outside, her body jerked violently. Lucas hit the kill-switch without hesitation. The visor blew apart, sparks dancing across the floor Clara .grabbed Sophia as she slumped forward, gasping hard, the air tearing into her lungs like knives.

"We’re the Live Performance! And we’re not going into your Inkwell!" ​The Schism of the Core ​The Citadel began to shake as the "Friction" of the Unified Fleet clashed with the "Order" of the Council. The silver roots began to turn black, infected by the raw, un-processed emotions of the Outriders and the Iron-Blood. ​"You are destroying the only peace the galaxy has ever known!" the Old Conductor screamed, his face cracking like porcelain. ​"Peace is just a silence you haven't broken yet!" Kael countered.

he whispered, his voice filled with a blend of hope and anguish. For a minute, nothing happened. But then, slowly, Clara’s eyes fluttered open. “Marcus…?” Her voice was soft, confused, as though she were waking from a long dream. Marcus’s heart leaped in his chest. “I’m here. You’re safe now.” But the abyss wasn’t done. The vortex of shadow around Clara tightened, pulling her back into its depths. The ground beneath them trembled as the abyss’s final defense surged to life. Ethan’s voice cut through the chaos. “We have to destroy the core, now!”

Isaac defended. "It's harmless until they are both washed away by flood and eaten by sharks!" Kim snapped. "Shut the fuck up, all of you! You shouldn't be pushing blame around. At least let's find a way to bring them back or something," I snapped, and they all kept quiet. Gosh, this is so frustrating. Arietta's Point Of View "Damn! Still no bars," I said in frustration. I felt something drop on my head, and I looked up. Another dropped on my face, and I gasped. Please don't tell me rain is about to fall.

He asked. Mercy didn't reply she just kept talking and acting as though she didn't hear him. "Security!" He shouted. They entered into the office and threw Mercy out. Clifford was unable to concentrate on any other thing at work. His whole body began to vibrate, he couldn't even hold a pen properly. He began to think of ways to shut Mercy up permanently because if she could come back for her daughter after twenty whole years, then she would definitely come back again after today.

The threads whip violently. The system loses alignment. The creatures climbing the ridge pause. The heart pulses again. Harder. Angrier. The mountain cracks louder. Snow explodes down the slope. The threads lash through the clearing like living lightning. The machine is trying to correct itself. Two keys. One conduit. One heart. Too many commands. The system is destabilizing again. Kaia shouts over the chaos. “You cannot keep fighting it like this!” Gran grabs Elias and drags him back. “Then what do we do?”

Chapter 25 – Clash in the Storm The world tore apart. Flame and shadow burst outward in a cataclysm that ripped men from the earth and silenced screams in ash. What had once been a battlefield—lines, banners, formations—ceased to exist. It became chaos incarnate, a living storm of fury, alive and merciless. And at its heart stood Lucien. And within reach of him—Aria.

“Most people keep it short.” I hesitate. “…So I could just say…” I shrug. “‘I’m afraid of heights’?” Silence. Four pairs of eyes stare back at me. “What?” I ask. Rowan snorts so hard he nearly chokes on his drink. “You?” “I don’t know!” I throw my hands into the air. “People are afraid of heights!” “They are,” Seyla agrees, smiling. “But that’s not what the fire is asking for.” “The fire doesn’t want a fear,” Lyra says gently. “It wants THE fear.”

*"The ocean grid just collapsed! Something massive is rising out of the water!" Rhys didn't hesitate. He grabbed Agnes’s hand, his hazel-blue eyes instantly flaring into a brilliant, blinding explosion of golden Alpha fire. The Apex Core on his chest let out a loud, resonant roar that rattled the dusty scrolls on the tables. "Stay down here, Cyrus," Rhys commanded, his deep baritone leaving no room for argument. He pulled Agnes with him as they sprinted up the spiral stone stairs, leaving the ancient secrets of the past behind to face the dark storm rising from the deep.