Form 7 Lightsaber Novels & Stories

’ Blake casually asked his sword spirit, who was a master in formations. ‘It’s not impossible if it’s to learn one formation. But is she willing to go through the training?’ Silver Light asked. “Susan, with the help of Silver Light, you will be able to complete the task,” Blake stated. Everyone looked at Blake with confusion. Who or what was Silver Light? Blake had never mentioned Silver Light until now. Blake noticed the confusion on everyone’s faces and brought out Silver Light, the silver sword, for everyone to see. “This is Silver Light. She will instruct Susan on how to create the foundation.” Blake said as the sword glowed brightly and spoke.

How did h-‘’ ‘’This… is…’’ An object glowing brightly has emerged with his right arm- the weapon appears as a gauntlet with a floating orb and sharp-edged object revolving around it, it somewhat resembles Lamina Mnemosyne but its edge is distinctively much shorter than Zaru’s weapon. Niru is shortly stunned to what has happened, nonetheless, its power made the spirit of valor in him stronger, he confidently faced one of the creatures. On a side, Naran is stuck, astounded to what he has seen, a being of light, its face is all concealed in flashes of colors, and body glittering like a jewel, a beauty he can never picture out.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

he replied as they moved forward, Jason waved his blades to clear the mist, they got closer to the metal, carefully they treaded along, he couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched, as they almost got to it, he felt something crunch under his foot, Jason looked down as they jumped back in fear, it was an arm, a dried, bony, decayed arm, that's when he knew what the metal was, it was a sword, rusted and covered in earth, he carefully stretched his sword at the metal and cleared the mist there, sorrena gasped, A full skeleton lay on the floor, all signs of flesh were gone, it wore an helmet with a kind of sigil, a rising sun, "The dawn riders" sorrena murmured,

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Although these lights were illusory, the power contained in them was so powerful that it made people tremble in fear. "Boom!" The sword light advanced. Suddenly, it expanded to a thousand meters! Like a towering divine mountain, it bombarded the formation below. "Bang!" In an instant. The light condensed by the defensive formation turned into nothing the moment it touched the sword light. "Buzz!" However, at this moment, an auxiliary array inside emitted a wisp of jade-white light beam. Surrounded by the light beam, the defensive formation outside barely blocked the sword light of Zephyr Khan.

Knowing full well this question just answered itself. “Well, little mate. It appears you have become annoyed enough to talk with me. So, what’s your name?” Could telling him my name get me in deeper than I already am? I guess not. “Saber.” “Where are you from?” “Some mystery is needed in a new relationship, don’t you think?” I batted my eyes at him. May be playing nice and flirting a little would get me out of the chains easily then I could escape. He grumbled something not loud enough for me to pick up. “Fine. Then what kind of shifter are you? How did you get into my pack house without being noticed?”

"Your choices will shape not only your own future but the future of the Silverwood." Curiosity surged within me as I met the figure's gaze. "What kind of choice?" I asked, my voice steady but tinged with anticipation. The figure extended their hand, revealing a pair of shimmering amulets, each adorned with a different symbol. "The Amulets of Light and Darkness," they explained. "You shall be faced with a decision: to embrace the light and protect the Silverwood, or to succumb to the darkness and unlock its untapped power."

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

Their screaming stops, and they start laughing with menace before speaking in whispers to us all. "Your light. Shadows are external, so you left us no choice. The light must die, and we will rise again in the next generation." The ball turns into a spear and heads straight to Lewana's chest, entering her body and knocking her to the ground. I scramble across the ground to her side and pick her up in my arms. "No. No. No. No. Come on, baby, stay with me."