Dark World Sans Novels & Stories

Rendering him momentarily blind. Darkous blinked rapidly, absorbing the strange liquid into his mechanical white eyes as he repeated his animalistic snarl, forcing himself not to attack the king of hell. His control over the soulless creature within his began to fail, launching the psychopathic lord into action and he violently shoved the creature back, creating an unseen blockade within his conscious mind.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I nodded. She disintegrated into shadows in front of me. The black blood splattered across the bed disappeared. I was starting to realize that the difference in realm meant they were made of different stuff than this world: different matter, different energy. We could interact physically, but the rest of it was like it was in a different phase. I pushed all the physics thoughts aside and focused on the real problem. Kezia was still missing. Sandriel was out there fighting shadow creatures. The darkness was still waiting for me. Amy was gone. I dumped my hoard of crystals in a backpack then dressed for battle.

Judging by the sound, she’d begun to lather her sponge. “No one has been there. There are thirty levels full of black magic in the Twilight world. And hideous creatures living on each level. What’s more, on the bottom levels, there are dark gods and the Dark itself that even necromancers aren’t capable of subjugating.” “But tell me, would you like to go there? At least for a little while?” he asked, paying no attention to her words about nobody ever having been there. That wasn’t how it was – take it from him.

Howard said, a smirk playing on his lips. "For real?" Sabertooth's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Where to?" "The Dark World! There, as long as you can keep yourself alive, you're free to battle to your heart's content," Howard declared. Howard had been mulling over The Dark World lately. Blood Rakshasa was still too green, and it would take ages for her to come into her own. He had been fretting about a shortage of toughs there, but Sabertooth's comment made him realize the solution was right under his nose.

"Is it scaring you?" "I don't want you to loose your innocence." I inhaled her divine scent. "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the doom of my enemies..." She whispered on my lips. "I am here to take care of your enemies... You don't have to do your hands dirty." She is already in my dark world but I don't want her to get consumed by it. This darkness shouldn't dim her light. She gently placed her lips on mine, making me drink the wine from her mouth. Her lips moved like rhythm.

he snarled, “this darkness... it makes me unstoppable!” He hurled a spear of shadow straight through my chest— But I dissolved into sparks. Lightning reformed behind him. I kicked him in the spine, sending him crashing through the far wall. He coughed again, spitting blood. “Still think you’re unstoppable?” I asked. Drazhan wiped his mouth, smiling with cracked teeth. “You haven’t even seen half.” The darkness around him ballooned massive, overwhelming. Pure corrupted energy burst from his chest in a single shockwave.

I could hear someone chuckling but it wasn't Rowan, it was Lucas, Rowan's brother. ‘’I’m Lucas’’ he brought his hand forward for me to shake. ‘’Leah, nice to meet you but I’m in a hurry.’’ ‘’Sure, pleasure’s all mine’’ ‘’What the fuck is going on here?’’, and here comes the wolf who was hiding in the lamb’s clothes, glaring at where my hand was still in his brother’s. ‘’Does it look like we are fucking each other? It's a handshake’’, I replied, with sarcasm of course.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

“When you turn eighteen, you are to go through a ritual. It will start your journey to either light or dark. You will face one year and six months on the dark side and the light side. At the age of twenty-one, your soul chose whose side you’ll be on.” “So, about my hands, why are they turning purple?” Ivy said putting her hands on the table for him to see. “Because Daniel forced the start of your journey, your body is turning, the Dark Dweller part of you is coming out, that is why you need to understand you cannot feed into darkness. You have to stay in the light you have to learn from Nick,” he said clearing his throat, his eyes never left hers.