Novel & Cerita Darkness Eternal Oblivion

Silence came to fill the void left behind the almost hypnotic sound of his exhausted voice, a deafening stillness that echoed in the confessor's ears. For a moment, Wilkud was granted a vision of endless painful darkness that, though impenetrable in its blackness, he knew continued to infinity. It was an unfathomable chasm that swallowed up everything that was drawn into it, an infinite abyss of doom and despair. It was enough for Wilkud to experience a moment of chilling doubt that perhaps what he had spent his entire life believing and practicing was nothing more than a bleak and pitiful lie.

Calla said with a sigh. Ethan nodded his head and started running in the direction of the highway. Because of his super human speed, it took him a few minutes to reach the highway. He stopped at the spot where Xavier's car was found with both Mara and Xavier dead in it. Calla took a deep breath and Ethan made her stand on the ground. To calm her nerves, Ethan pinched her chin lightly and guided her lips towards his. He softly kissed her. He broke the kiss after a minute or so. "I'm here with you." He said and grabbed her hand. Calla and Ethan walked side by side. In a few seconds, Ethan and Calla both saw fog. As Calla walked future towards the fog, it started to fade away. Ethan understood

Zoire said. Erimense took a deep breath,he was feeling uneasy with the story he just heard. "Mother,are you saying that the ages of darkness will come again?". He asked. Zoire nods her head. "Yes Erimense,but nobody knows how close it is already". She said,as she walked out of the sanctuary. Erimense took a step closer,to touch the paintings on the wall.Fear shuddered down his spine.Somehow,the more he looked at the picture,the more fear gripped his bones.

Will I be satisfied with immortality? That was the time I started doubting my powers and worrying about my curse. To keep your heart guarded means to never let the walls down, which is also to be alone and isolated all the time. But the rest of the Deveraux admired my power, envied it and believed it would bring our family name legacy. So they bore children and asked me to kill them. They will resurrect them after and let them drink a cup of mg blood, and hope that the results will be the same. But it wasn’t. Some of them lost their powers as a witch, some lost the abilities of a werewolf, and some just woke up with nothing new.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I made the plan? I thought I could kill them, but... I also thought it was too easy; I want to make it harder for them little by little until they can't get up again; I want to see how they suffer, how they live in hell, and how they can live in darkness." Sheena chuckled and shook her head. "I've spent my entire life living in darkness; there's no light, and no one can help, so I promised myself that one day I'd come out of the darkness, and my wish has come true." Sheena sipped her drink and smiled. "In her last letter, Mother Esme told me to seek the light of hope, and that's you." She looked at Gaze, who was just listening to her. "You are my light,

She told her that it was Sel who preserved the light of the world in the moon, to protect the world from the Darkness when the sun sank over the horizon. When Lyda asked about the Darkness, Iris then told her that the Light had a twin brother; an evil twin who wasn't born, but rather forced his way from the womb of the Sky Spirit to pursue his brother, killing her in the process. This twin became known as the Darkness. Lyda asked if he had a name, but Iris only shuddered and claimed that the name was lost with the last remnants of their ancestral tribe. Nevertheless, she explained that the Dark Twin's only goal was to snuff out the Light and cover all the world in its Darkness. This led to a

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

He pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, locked eyes with her and let it fall with a soft, deliberate tap. Everett rose and stepped towards her, slowly, ever so slowly, he walked towards her, the air around him shifted again, heavier now with motion. The shadows recoiled Asif they were afraid, and a faint shimmer ran across the stone, tracing the veins of the cavern in violet light. Eden gasped softly, the space itself seemed to acknowledge him, bending and yielding in a way that made her skin tingle. She could feel the hum of power in her chest, like a pulse that wasn't her own. He reached out a steady hand and gently took Eden's in his own. Heat, steady and reassuring threaded throu

Kieran gulped as he carried on reading. “It does not walk, for it has no need; it does not breathe, as it has no use. It is here; it is there; therefore, it is everywhere. For you are damned, child; you can call it whatever you want, a king, a god or more. It is…” The cathedral darkened. Not with a shadow but with an absence. The constellations above blinked out, one by one, until only a single spiral remained, a burning gold against the void.

Darian’s POV The throne felt colder tonight. Darian Rhadamanthys Draven sat upon the black stone carved from obsidian, older than empires, colder than death. The flames in the great hall of the Obsidian Moon Pack danced across the polished marble floor, reflecting the deep red of his eyes. But they offered no warmth, no comfort. Power had long since dulled into routine. Fear was commonplace. And loneliness... loneliness had rooted itself in the marrow of his bones like a second skin.