Erchius Crystal Starbound Novels & Stories

It tried to retreat upward, whirring its crown of thorns, but both my hands shot forward like foundry tongs, seizing its condensed‑light shoulders in an unyielding grip that prevented it from ascending an inch. "Return to your ice tomb!" I roared, sinking my claws into its chest. I groped inside its translucent torso until my fingers found the Astral Core: a liquid‑crystal prism pumping the crimson torrent down from the satellite. I squeezed with all the destructive power of my new terrestrial nature.

Isolde, her hand hovering above the shimmering ground, replied, "It's beautiful, but also disorienting. We must remain focused." Elysia, her gaze fixed on the crystal, observed, "It's glowing brighter, pulsating with energy. We must be getting closer." Malachi, with a hint of unease in his voice, said, "With every step, I feel memories, sensations... It's overwhelming." Niamh, offering Malachi a reassuring touch, whispered, "Hold onto the present. Remember who you are, who we all are." Suddenly, the crystal in Ezra's hand emitted a bright beam of light, illuminating a pathway ahead. At the end of this luminous path stood a grand archway, beyond which a cavern shimmered, filled with interweav

I could practically feel the excitement radiating from Erica as she leaned forward, her gaze locked on the gem. “The Crimson Midnight Star is a gem of unmatched clarity and brilliance, mined from the deepest caves of the Swakrosian Empire over a thousand years ago. It has been passed down through the hands of emperors, queens, and conquerors. This is truly a one-of-a-kind piece. The starting bid is…” The announcer paused dramatically, allowing the anticipation to build, “Three Million dollars!” I glanced sideways at Erica, her lips were slightly parted and her eyes reflected the colour of the gem. This was it, this was the item that she wanted. She didn't even wait for the first bid to be ca

This crystal seemed crucial to its survival and its connection to the cave. It was a large, pulsating gem with a vibrant color—perhaps a deep orange or yellow, like the sun. It glowed with the same eerie light as Stalagtor’s eyes and was clearly integral to its life force. I extended my hand, trying to touch the crystal when I heard its roar again. I jumped back as another round of explosions sounded. Clutching at my chest, I felt an intense throbbing. A bright light illuminated the cavern, making me blink furiously. My eyes watered from the glare, and I shut them again.

He’d done monstrous things, but in the end, he chose their child over power. It didn’t absolve him. But it meant something. She looked down at her hands. “And the child?” Lilith hesitated. “That’s… complicated.” Mira stepped forward and held out a shard of glass—no bigger than a coin, inscribed with flickering runes. It glowed faintly in Ivy’s presence. “This is an Echo Crystal. It reacts only to true heirs of the Flame.” She pressed it near Ivy’s stomach. The crystal pulsed once.

Eros sighed, and I nodded. As we headed up the stairs, he turned to me and said, “Erin is a Clurichaun, a solitary fairy that asked me for a job many years ago, and she is feisty and can cause mischief especially after she is deep in her cups, so be leery about roaming around late at night because that is when she indulges in her whiskey. I believe that she's already into her cups.” “Okay,” I replied and watched Samson rush past our feet shouting excuse me.

The room was bathed in a soft blue glow, emanating from the crystal's pulsating core. Thais Elias stepped forward, his eyes locked onto the crystal. "This is it, Luna. Our chance to bring forth the clarity and power we seek." His voice trembled with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. Luna approached the crystal cautiously, its enchanting glow casting an otherworldly shimmer on her face. She reached out, her hand trembling with a mix of nerves and determination. As her fingers brushed against the smooth surface, a surge of energy coursed through her body, igniting a warmth deep within her soul.

A delicate chime, soft as glass, touched by wind. Her eyes flew open. A rush of memory flooded her mind. She remembered Elara’s words. “Look beyond what you see.” She took Hopes hand, her heart pounding, and together they searched the chamber. The chime grew louder, as they neared a narrow crevice in the wall. Like a window, carved naturally by time. Beyond it shimmered something vast and luminous. A crystal. Enormous, jagged and radiant. It’s light bathed the chamber in shades of silver and blue. It’s hum alive, pulsing like a heartbeat.

But the occasional flickers it gave showed that it was not dead, but alive! The strange crystal in Aiden’s hand was a treasure from his family. It was called a Beast Crystal and it was used to locate members of Aiden’s race by inducing hallucinations of uncommon beasts in the minds of the victims. If the victim slept soundly without any hallucinations, that person was a regular old human. If there were results, then it meant that the person was of Aiden’s race – the Beastman Race! The user of the crystal could tell what was happening because the crystal allowed them to view the contents of the dream through the eyes of the conjured creature. So while they may not be able to see the beast, th

The sight that greeted them was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. In the center of the chamber stood a colossal crystal, its facets pulsing with an inner light unlike anything they had ever seen. It thrummed with an energy that seemed to vibrate through their very bones. Professor Thorne, her voice barely a whisper, identified it as a celestial shard, a remnant of a shattered star, imbued with unimaginable power.