Gravity Falls Bottomless Pit Novels & Stories

My boot lands on wet earth. And like a nightmare, the ground disappears beneath me. For one horrible second, nothing happens. Then everything does. The soil gives out. Loose rocks slide violently beneath my feet. My stomach drops. “Oh shi—” The incline collapses under me. I scream. And then I’m falling.

"We came here from the above. There is the gate above which leads to a dark passage." "I know that... we came from there too," Creed sighed and told him about what happened. "We fell inside this abyss 3 days ago when we came to explore the ruin above this place." "Huh! So why aren't you going back to where you fell from?" Atlas asked. "Just climb back to the surface." "The height of the pit is over 100 meters. It's impossible for me to climb so high, there is nothing to hold on to. And with her on my back, it's even more difficult. So I was looking for some other way out."

His body could no longer withstand this power, and he plummeted to the ground. Boom! The solid ground was instantly shattered, creating a colossal and unfathomable abyss.

Elena lunged forward, her silver-lit hands reaching for her grandfather's staff, but before her fingers could close around the iron wood, the floorboards beneath her feet gave way entirely. The central drainage abyss didn't just flood; the bottom of the basin collapsed into a massive, spinning vortex of dark sludge, volcanic fire, and liquid moonstone that began to swallow every stone in the chamber. Gideon was pulled under first, his black-steel staff slipping from his grip as the black briars dragged his frame down into the churning, subterranean current. Grandfather! Elena screamed, her voice tearing her throat as she threw herself toward the edge of the pit.

However, the ice walls were a few hundred miles thick, he could not see what the end of the ice walls was. The position where he stood was the bottom of the crack of the long ice layer. Under his feet was a deep pit. It looked like the shape of a giant cat. "It must have formed when Evil Moon fell down... Well, I fell from such a high place, but I'm not injured. Is it..."

Nio’s story He was falling. His instincts kicked in and he desperately tried to grab the walls of the well. But there was nothing to grab. The interior of the well was smooth and flat. He closed his eyes and waited for the end. But the end did not come. He just kept falling and falling. He could not see anything and the well seemed to have no end. At first his body pounded against the walls, leaving him with more and more bruises, but after a while the well got wider. Even his fall began to slow. The air was much denser and unusually threatening.

Turns out the bottom of Mount Buzhou was hollow. Yang Jian and Zhurong had caused the entire mountain to cave in just moments ago—creating a huge pit that Darryl ended up falling into. The pit was extremely dark and he could not find out how deep it was. What made Darryl even more anxious than his falling was the extremely dark surroundings. He could not even see his hand even when he stretched it out in front of him. Under such a situation, he could not even see where Lily, Zhurong, and the others were.

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.

Just as she followed the bloodstains and rounded an ancient tree that would have taken several people to encircle, the ground beneath her suddenly gave way. "This is bad!" Alarm bells blared in her mind, but her body was still a step too slow. What she had stepped on was a trap carefully concealed beneath rotting leaves and weeds. Below was not solid ground but a bottomless black pit. Both sides of the pit walls were densely lined with inverted spikes that gleamed with a cold, ghostly blue light, their tips clearly coated with deadly poison. The sensation of weightlessness instantly swept over her. Her body plunged downward, icy wind slashing painfully across her cheeks. The old wounds on he

"If the older thing calls... I can make it quiet forever. I can make the floor stop moving." "No, Leo," I whispered, my voice cracking. "You’ve spent enough." The ground buckled. A new fissure tore open fifty yards away—not a crack in the ice, but a wound in the bedrock. A crimson-black mist coiled out, a gravitational pull that made the Mercy wolves fall to their knees, their lungs failing as the air turned to lead.