Ember Twin Projection Stone Novels & Stories

Zhiluan trembled in fear and exclaimed, "What the hell!" "Follow me!" Xiao Chen pulled him towards a stone forest not far away. The rock wall was covered with countless same amethysts of just now. The small one was of palm-sized, and the large one was like a millstone. It packed so densely that one would get goosebumps just by looking. "Holy meow! What are these?" Zhiluan opened its cat mouth big, looking very surprised. "Devil Energy Amethyst."

The walls of the tunnel shimmered with impressions: moments in the history of the Hollow, sealed by flame and soul. "This place is alive," Arthur said, reaching out to touch one of the glowing panels. "It always was. They just buried it beneath obedience." They reached the heart of the chamber. In the center stood a pedestal of blackstone, and upon it sat the Ember Crown. It was not what legend had described—no circlet of gold and rubies, no imposing symbol of power. It was simple, almost crude. Twisted branches of coal-black iron, threaded with veins of shimmering red. A crown forged in humility, not conquest.

"It's Jemma!" Jay fanned the smoke that blocked the view. "He's teleporting us to his place," Ruby chuckled. The couple gaped in front of a giant mirror. Ruby's mouth opened slightly at the sight of the snake woman slithering inside. Jemma's wide smile displayed teeth that were rock-shaped and pointed with their tips pointing downwards. Similar to the stalactites in Arima Cave, where Ruby was currently. Stone pillars connect the glass and make it look like an aquarium. It was dark and damp. The walls were solid stone engraved with sea ornaments.

I had the boys. ​"Leo, Liam," I called softly, my voice echoing against the white stone pillars. "I need you to look at the light. Focus your energy on the drive and show us what is hidden inside." ​The twins sat on either side of the device, their small frames casting long shadows against the stone. They did not need complex instructions. They reached out in perfect unison, their small hands hovering just inches over the metal drive. Suddenly, the violet glow in their eyes intensified until it was blinding, and the air above the drive was filled with a massive, three-dimensional projection of the global satellite network.

When they came out of it, it automatically closed after so we needed to reopen it again. "Got it," Enzo declared, handing the object to Val. Unlike the rounded keystone we had for the labyrinth, this one was much smaller in size but also with the same Illwisch mark in it. And it was made of jade stone, I think. "Here, I see its slot," I heard Cayde say as he studied the base of the tree with Gwen.

Inside lay something unexpected. "What I’m about to give you," he began, voice low, "is a piece of the Ember itself. A shard that came loose while tending to the done. It was too exquisite to discard, so I carved it into this." From the box, he lifted a necklace, old and worn but striking. The pendant at its center was a stunning, deep purple stone, glowing faintly as though it held a piece of the Ember’s flame within. My breath caught. "It’s... beautiful."

It did not seem magical, but rather like it came from a different time. The next morning, they found a gift at the edge of the silver moss clearing. It was a stone, perfectly smooth and egg-shaped, with the colour of a storm cloud. When Elidra picked it up, it felt warm. A faint, rhythmic pulse thrummed against her palm as slow as a resting heart. There was no note and no sign of who left it. Cassian guessed it was a listening stone meant to hear if the call was true. They left it where they found it.

The shadows on the ground weren't fuzzy anymore; they were sharp, jagged lines that seemed to vibrate. "The twins, Elodie! Look at them!" Zack pointed to the stone altar where the infants lay. They weren't crying. They weren't even moving. The Prophet twin was radiating a light so white it hurt to look at, while the Shadow twin seemed to be sucking the very color out of the air around him. The stone floor beneath them began to spiderweb. Cracks raced outward, glowing with an internal heat.

With one final, shuddering breath, Briar was born—a beautiful, seven-pound ten-ounce girl. As the second twin’s cry joined her brother’s, a miracle occurred: the colors in the Stone began to return. The sapphire, emerald, crimson, and silver swirled back into their galaxy formation, vibrant and clear. The "mud" was gone. The siphon was broken.

“It holds the last pure will not yet touched by legacy. Guard it with blood. Or it will call to those who would burn the world anew.” The wind howled again, and Lureya faded into ash. Maera’s voice was barely audible. “She was never resting. She was warning.” Xavier reached beneath the scorched remnants of the throne. His hand closed around a black stone, its core pulsing red like a heartbeat. He held it up. “The Emberstone,” Ceres breathed. A quake shook the chamber. Smoke burst from the cracks. The walls trembled. Kato burst into the chamber, blade drawn. “Something else woke with her. We have to move. Now.”