Flame Minecraft Novels & Stories

Boom! The terrifying stone gate emitted an earth-shattering explosion in the raging flames. Then, streams of ray surged wildly from the stone gate, attempting to fight against the black flame. However, this black flame was not a simple thing at the moment. It was the Nine Netherbird's natural flame.

They used their own brown blood to light it because they did not have my anointed blood yet. Branch caught. Not orange flame. Black flame. Cold flame that gave no heat but took heat, tall, rising ten meters high, black and white and green pink like northern lights but wrong, inverted. And black flame light hit lake and ice cracked everywhere at once, loud like gunshots, and white village cabins on other side groaned as black light touched fur roofs and tried to drink. And in middle of lake, where I and Jax ran holding hands, ice under our fur boots cracked in circle around us, trapping us on small island of ice that was shrinking as black flame drank light and heat that held ice together.

I asked. Malachor turned toward me. “The original Flame has always had a consciousness.” He explained that the Flame was never simply energy, magic, or a weapon, but a living force capable of choosing its vessel. “You were its first vessel,” he said, “and Damian became its second because you could no longer contain it alone.” I looked at Damian, remembering the visions of my ancient life. “Then why does it want to destroy the world?” I asked, and Malachor's expression became serious.

It was older than any order, older than any war. Older than the first stories people told to make sense of the dark. The glow receded slowly—not fading, only returning—becoming one with Sky again. Beneath her skin, something still shone… but only those who knew how to look could see it now. Sky took a deep breath. Her eyes opened. “This…” she said softly, “is my flame. But it can be yours too—if you come with me. If you breathe with me. If you see with me.”

Maxine asked, “What exactly is this Yogacara you’re trying to find for me?” Caelum replied, “It’s called Infinite Flame.” “...” Maxine was puzzled as she had never heard of Infinite Flames before and was clueless about it. Caelum explained, “Infinite Flame is an extraordinary energy within the universe that only exists within super galaxies. A little bit of Infinite Flame is enough to destroy an entire galaxy. From your understanding, the Milky Way is probably a huge galaxy, right? However, you could destroy the entire Milky Way by cultivating the Infinite Flames to their extreme.”

His eyes blazed with the fervor of one hungry for completion, and his hands burned brightly like the sun. “Brimstone,” Mane stated and activated the power within. Flames much stronger than his regular tongues of fire engulfed him. These were blue flames that burned as brightly as the sun. But Mane wasn’t finished. He wanted to one shot the beast before him. And he was going to give his all for that. “True Flames”

If she had to make a choice, maybe it would be better to choose Caleb’s life over mine. “This isn’t just any fire. It is the Dragakor Flame, which can kill a God instantly. I am not saying this to scare you, but…” I stopped talking as I dropped to the ground and rolled onto my back to avoid getting hit by a demon. I resumed talking after I jumped back to my feet. “This isn’t something I take lightly.” “I will ask the others if they want to try my idea. If they agree, can you use the flame to take down these creatures?”

They overcame his energy barrier and invaded his body, making him feel cold all over. “What flame can produce this power?” Shawn yelled in disbelief. He had never seen such a strange flame. Delia looked at Philip in admiration. The people of the Smith Guild were very familiar with this flame. Every weaponsmith had a flame of their own, but the flames were not powerful. If they encountered rare precious materials, some flames might not even work. Delia also had a flame of her own called Cloud Flame, which she found during her travels. This flame ranked seventh on the list, and everyone yearned for it.

“The creatures we just fought… they were just a part of something bigger. Something far darker. The Flame you carry isn’t the only one of its kind.” I blinked, the words sinking in slowly. “What do you mean?” “The Flame,” he continued, his voice low, “it’s not just a weapon. It’s a key. A key to something ancient… something that’s been locked away for centuries. And now that it’s awake… it’s calling to others.”

After a short moment, they stopped breathing. "Banefire!" Harvey said when he saw what was happening before him. The so-called Banefire is a unique type of flame that the martial arts world concocted. It would keep on burning once it came in contact with human flesh, and it wouldn't even extinguish when water was doused on it. Those who were hit will die in pain. Something like this was forbidden in both the martial arts world and the underworld. Even if it appeared in a war, those who used it would be condemned by the righteous.