Endless Abyss Novels & Stories

Amyla said with tears in her eyes. "What are you talking about sweetheart?" Her mum asked after giving Mark a look. "Didn't y'all see the school news? Skyla showed it to me two days ago and I thought I was had or something. I could not respond to her as I laid in bed trying to catch up myself. I had an evil side of me, or I once lived in this world and was evil. So, this was my punishment for all the things I did" Amyla said wiping the tears rolling down her eyes.

Anyway, he had never thought about a smooth sailing. Even so, after killing the mysterious man, Caspian clearly felt that the nearby void was constantly trembling, as if something extremely terrifying was about to rush over! Thus, Caspian didn't delay and flew straight towards the abyss. The abyss was deep and immeasurable, stretching as far as the eye could see! Even someone like Caspian couldn't help but tremble when facing the abyss. "Is this Abyss?" Caspian muttered to himself. From a distance, Caspian saw planets formed by demons.

But when she opened her eyes, Liam was nowhere to be seen. *** Dark. That abyss was a place of muffled terror, an endless expanse of nothingness that seemed to stretch on forever. The air was thick with the stench of decay, and the silence was deafening. No light penetrated the blackness, and no sound could be heard except for the occasional echoing moan or groan that seemed to emanate from the very depths of the earth. As one looked down into the abyss, a sense of vertigo overtook them, and they felt as if they were falling into an infinite void. The walls were slick with moisture, and jagged rocks protruded from every surface.

“Plus, these are magic goggles.” “Magic goggles?” Tyson asked. He looked like an adorable water creature with big eyes wearing Dylan’s goggles. “Yup.” Dylan nodded solemnly. “They let you hold your breath for three seconds longer underwater. I got them from a mermaid.” Tyson felt the goggles with his fingertips and grinned. “Okay.” He took a deep breath, hesitated and then touched the goggles before putting his face in the water and blowing. Bubbles came fast and short, but he managed to get bubbles under the water before quickly standing again.

"Are you... okay? I questioned as I focused on his eyes. Again his face went blank, "Yeah, why wouldn't I?" My lips parted when I heard his respond. "Don't worry, I am already used to it. It doesn't scare me anymore." Luxious was now gazing off into space when I looked directly into his eyes. The lack of life in his colorful eyes caused them to become gloomy. I grabbed his hand, giving it a tight squeeze. "Luxious..." Given his current state, I'm at a loss for words.

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.

The abyss devours them as we speak. A flick of her wrist, and the void ripples. An image forms: Ryland slumped against a crumbling monolith, his breath shallow. The twins huddle nearby, their hands clasped, light and shadow sputtering weakly around them. The ground beneath them fractures, tendrils of the abyss licking at their heels. “Stop it,” you whisper. ***You stopped nothing***, she laughs. ***You only delayed the inevitable. But I am generous. I’ll offer you a trade.***

This was the Abyss. The path ended sooner than I expected. My foot slid against gravel and pebbles skittered down, bouncing into emptiness. I crouched, stretching my hand outward, and felt nothing but air. My stomach knotted as I realized I was standing at the lip of a pit so vast I couldn’t measure it. My ears strained, but no echo returned. That was worse than hearing it. It was the proof of a bottomless hunger, a place where sound itself was swallowed whole. And then the eyes appeared.

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

He corrected, "a place filled with endless everything. Endless wants, endless emptiness, endless powers. Endless chaos. It came to him, whispered a solution- a host for it, in exchange for a mate." My eyebrows arched, "what is the endless?" "It is hard to describe." He paused, his gaze seemed to go off into nothingness, "It is everything and nothing at all. It is a mirror of worlds by which shadows and shades are born. It's a place and a being, a god in its own right-" "And did it- did it give him a mate?" I managed to utter. I was taken in by the story and though I knew the answer, something about hearing it from his lips seemed more genuine.