Dark Matter Ending Novels & Stories

His vision dimmed, and he realized that his time was short. "Elara," he managed to whisper, struggling to get the words out. "I'm coming." With one final, shaky breath, Draven closed his eyes. He felt his life slipping away, but he held on tightly to the hope that he had saved her.

My surrounding started to get darker, like a dark presence slowly eating at reality, everything around her was turning black. Afraid and confused, I yelled for Nick but got no response. Then I noticed the darkness slowly enveloping me, starting from the feet until it reached my neck, I realized that this was the end, and I will never going to see the end of the I was trying to crack. It was over. There was only darkness. But as my final light slowly fades, A brighter light pushes the darkness further away.

Closer. The silver ocean darkened beneath it. Not with corruption. With absence. The feeling of roads ending. Journeys finishing. Stories concluding. Then Mira finally spoke. Her voice barely audible. "That's the End." Silence. The words echoed across realities. The End. Not death. Not destruction. Something older. Something fundamental. The figure on the horizon stopped walking. It looked toward them. Luke couldn't see its face. Could barely see its shape. Yet he knew it was watching.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

One path mended the Veil, sealed the hunger forever. The other crowned us gods… and damned the world. I sucked in a sharp breath and staggered back, dragging Elara with me as the vision snapped apart. Damian swore under his breath. “You saw it,” he said, not asking. “Yeah,” I rasped. “All of it.” Elara lifted her head slowly, violet eyes glowing brighter than I’d ever seen them. “There are two endings.” Damian’s jaw tightened. “There always are.” The chamber shuddered violently—far stronger this time. Crystals rattled in their cases. The obsidian table split with a sharp crack, a new rift burning itself into the map directly beneath Raven University.

She laughed and then concluded her speech with. 'No matter what happens, or what you guys see. You mustn't come back home without bringing at least a predator'. And with that she ushered the hunters into the helicopter and the Alina ushered us back into the manor. 'Well, that was .....epic'. 'I know right'. 'Now, I'm scared'. 'Weren't you before?'. 'Yeah, I was but not this much'. Irena said smacking my arm. I pouted. 'At least we would have almost a week to enjoy ourselves'.

Unstoppable. The Witness staggered, its massive form rippling with instability. For the first time in eternity, the silent watcher was completely overpowered. The End stepped forward, casting its shadow across the path of the light. Darkness spread around it like an oil slick on starlight as the very concept of endings was forged into a weapon to halt the attack. The beam slowed. For one brief, agonized moment, the universe held its breath. Then, the golden light tore through the dark and continued forward. The End lowered its gaze. Even the finality of death couldn't stop this.

She wished she had never saved him! His eyes widened as despair flooded his being. Through the video, Joanna stared at him, resolute. "You killed your mother, and you killed me with your own hands," she said. "Someone like you will never deserve forgiveness! I just hope we never meet again in the next life!" Fear, like a wild beast lurking in the dark, finally bared its teeth and tore Henley apart. He felt his sanity slowly unraveling, the fragile hope he had built over the past year crumbling in an instant.

“So? You didn’t do that! Why would you hide this?” It made no sense to me. “Get in.” With that, he got inside the car and slammed the door behind him, leaving my questions unanswered. “Isn’t the sunset pretty?” Dominic questioned out loud, his eyes looking upwards as he started in complete aw. “I’m more focused on the twenty innocent bodies that were slaughter for god’s know what reason that psychopath has and the fact that their fucking families will never know where the hell they are and will forever remain hopeful that one day they will magically appear on their doorstep when in reality they are long dead. But yeah, the sunset’s pretty.”

"What exactly did you see, Sariah?" Sariah's eyes flicked to meet his, and in that small moment, I saw the sorrow of shared truths in her gaze. "Darkness," she said simply, but the word was laden with layers of understanding. "A darkness unlike anything we've encountered before. It's powerful and it's nearing. The end is coming sooner than we may realize, unless we find a way to stop it."