Dark Of Ether Novels & Stories

In the universe, there existed strange, abandoned clouds called the Etherstorm. Though they resembled regular dark clouds, they were far darker, so it was easy to identify them. They were so dark that it would send chills through anyone who glimpsed them. Anyone who spotted these clouds stayed far away. No matter how powerful you were, getting too close could potentially get their soul sucked right in. Seeing the Etherstorm here on Azurath left both Viggo and Scorpia horrified. "What's happening?"

He kept his Phase-Knife raised, moving point down the narrow, claustrophobic corridor. The walls weren't lined with traditional wiring. They were laced with thick, transparent conduits pumping raw, highly volatile purple sub-ether directly from the planetary core. The sickly violet light cast long, shifting shadows across Dax’s scarred face. The ambient temperature was easily over a hundred and twenty degrees, and the air tasted like melting copper. I checked my data-deck, the cracked screen slick with condensation. < TIME TO DETONATION: 02 HOURS, 14 MINUTES. >

​The Construct’s arms heavy, beam-emitting rods began to glow. ​“Caleb, listen to me,” Elara hissed, her voice vibrating with the strain of holding back the Aethelred-frequency. “You cannot miss. The Sol-Ether is volatile. If my violet energy touches that glass, the chemical reaction will cause an explosion that will level this entire fortress. I have to be the wall. You have to be the knife.” ​“I’m the knife,” Caleb replied, his golden Vane runes igniting to counter the heat of the room.

He reached out, and for a second, I thought he was going to touch my cheek, but he just picked up a shiny little bottle from the nightstand and started fiddling with it. Then, in a solemn tone, he said, "Natalie, what would happen if the pill stopped working?" "I'd be a goner," I said flatly. The Davis family called it the 'loyalty pill,' and a person had to take an antidote every month. If they did not, by the third day, it would feel as if ants were crawling through their bones; the pain would be so unbearable that it would drive anyone insane. A week later, death would follow.

It was a realm of profound, terrifying silence and geometry. The dimension was filled with massive, slow-moving structures of light that formed perfect, impossible polyhedrons. The space between them was filled with Aether a strange, inert elemental energy that felt like raw logic. "Sensors are failing, Drax," Zeva projected, her usual confidence shaken by the perfect, chilling order. "The light structures are emitting a constant, non-verbal frequency. It's a signature of pure data of elemental code." My focus wasn't on the visual spectacle, but on the shifting, geometric energy shield that protected the heart of this dimension. It was a chaotic, beautiful dance of complex mathematics the co

Darkness, This is what I felt everywhere, every moment. Now, it doesn't matter anymore if I'm in front of bright sunlight or under the moonlight. Intense sunlight has also become useless to intriguing my dead iris. Unfortunately, I'm blind. I cannot see at all. For me, days and nights are equal. I'm living a wretched life. For all my needs, I depend on other members of the family. I cannot take care of myself.

Unknowingly, my nerve cells started to respond to the circumstances. The two of them didn't seem to notice that there was someone else besides them as they were lost in their world. They appeared to be close friends and both of them were radiating in the room. One was blessed with light brown pastel coloured eyes which seemed as sweet as sugar and the other one was blessed with black coloured eyes which seemed as deep as the sea.

I have also learned how they refer to each other. A person named Night is a twilight lyceum; this means protectors of the twilight and carries the virus to create other lyceums. Chanco means protectors of the night. The twilight is what they call the shadow realm. The shadow realm is the term given to the plane between day and night; it is a world within itself. The only way I can explain it is a dimension just outside of our reality.

Tadhg Walter was right there in the light sea, and he was powerless to stop Ethereal Warbringer's crazy blow. The infinite darkness appeared from the void, the Divine General in the darkness appeared, his eyes flashed with a solemn expression, countless dark spells appeared on his whole body, and the whole person began to burn everything. In the Divine General's other hand, a Elemental Fury was slightly broken, fused with him in his body, he also turned into a black light of darkness, directed towards the sky a pillar of destruction hit. That light of darkness and the pillar of destruction collided with each other, and the terrifying shock wave spread in all directions.

"Dear Leo, The darkness that shadows your family runs deeper than you can imagine. Your father, Albert, is not the man you think he is. Three years ago, he committed a heinous act that still haunts the corridors of our city. The life he took was that of Jessica Morgan, his loyal secretary and our unsuspecting comrade. The incriminating evidence lies hidden in your mother's cupboard. Unlock the truth, Leo, and unveil the sins your father tried so desperately to bury. Beware the secrets that follow,