Fall Into Void Mga Nobela at Kwento

The transition into the Void was not a fall; it was a dissolution. One moment, Lyra was standing on the precipice of the Solaris Chamber, her feet rooted in the blood-stained snow of the Citadel, and the next, the concept of "ground" had ceased to exist.

--- For the first time— --- Desperate. The void rippled violently. --- The fall stuttered— --- Just for a second. --- A disruption. --- A refusal. --- “You don’t get to disappear,” the voice said. --- A pause— --- Strained. --- “Not like this.” --- Something reached for her. --- Not a hand. --- Not physical. --- But real. --- A pull— --- Against the downward force. --- Against the void itself. --- Her body reacted slightly. --- A flicker of movement.

The Void Gravity didn't exist here. Or rather, it existed, but it was broken—a fractured law of physics that twisted and warped like a dying snake. Ethan Carter didn't run into the abyss; he hurled himself into it. As the green vortex swirled shut, sealing the fate of his mate and his unborn son, the Rogue King abandoned the crumbling reality of the Aether Spire and embraced the chaos. He expected darkness. He expected the crushing, suffocating weight of teleportation magic. Instead, he fell into a kaleidoscope of nausea and neon green light.

I couldn't pull in air. "He's jamming the frequency." "Push," Neoma’s voice cut through the pain. She placed a hand on my shoulder. Her touch was necrotic cold, sending a shiver through my marrow. "Use me." She poured a sliver of the Void into my system. It didn't flow; it invaded. It was a cold, parasitic hunger that clawed through my veins. My vision blurred into grey fractals. Nausea rolled in my stomach, hot bile rising in my throat.

I was tired, and I wanted to go back to being a little girl—one who could curl up in her father's arms and throw tantrums. My vision slowly turned to black, and I ceased to exist.

Nick looks at me in my eyes. “Yes, I do want to bet.” “OKEYY, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” I tell him and smile evilly at him. ‘If only he knows the shit he got himself into’ Fate laughs ‘I agree with you there’ shaking my head. I stand straight and look him dead in the eyes with the most serious expression on my face I can must without laughing “Alpha Nick, I formally stand here in front of the whole pack house to invoke rule 12, I will meet you out in the training field in 45 mins if you fail to be there by then you Will be invoking rule 30 and 1, 3, AND 13. Do you understand?”

he gives me a look that says ‘stupid question’, “Why did you leave it open then? Surely you could have kept me from entering.” “I did, you just came through anyway,” he tells me, finally showing an interest, “How did you get into the void?” “I don’t know, I just wanted to follow you and then I was falling,” I tell him, shivering at the memory. I’m not sure how I’d survived the impact, it hurt so much I was sure I’d die. “Interesting,” he tells me, “Your affinity must me high.” My brows furrow, “Affinity in what?”

They didn’t say anything. They didn’t need to. They had fallen. They had broken. They had rebuilt. And now—they were still falling.

Delete. "No!" I fought back, my mind a battlefield of violet and grey. "He stays! He is the Father!" I closed my eyes and dived. I wasn't in the Kremlin anymore. I was in the Void—a vast, infinite ocean of data where every thought I’d ever had was a flickering star. I was drifting, my form dissolving into threads of light, pulled toward a massive, swirling nebula of violet energy: the Heir. I was losing the feeling of my skin. I was losing the memory of the rain. I was becoming the Architect of nothing.

Jayden's POV Here...I had just met my long-lost mother and a strange angle had seized her flying. The guy beside us earlier...I didn't know him but..it seemed he was close to my mother. I couldn't tell..if he was among those...they dubbed my father. He tried so hard, clambering the edifice at the speed of light as a vampire but...he couldn't reach him. That time...I was still on the hoof like I was not myself. Until I got terrified when I thought no one else could go help my mother but me. I had jumped so high before I sprout out my wings. Off...I soared against him. My speed was higher because...mother was still struggling with him by then...so, he couldn't race so fast. Until he saw me com