Gravity Falls Pyronica Novels & Stories

He looked away and just focused on walking. We were busy walking until we heard animal cries, and that is when we saw a group of animals running down the mountain. I was about to turn around but I felt a shake on the ground. This isn't good. I grabbed Zale and started running towards the foot of the mountain, I stopped, looked at him, and asked, "Can you fly?" He nodded and I did the same and jumped on the tree leaving him on the ground. "Do you want to die or what? Jump and summon your wings!" I ordered him, he doesn't know what was going on. Since he lives far away from the mountains, of course, he wouldn't know what to do when there is a landslide bound to happen.

I only had a core. Then the second rod fell. Then the third. The 'Iron Rain' hammered down in a merciless, rhythmic drumbeat from the upper atmosphere. The GBCA bypassed explosives entirely, relying on raw gravity. They dropped pillars of dense metal to bludgeon the city into dust. Every strike sent a tectonic shockwave through my frame, driving me an inch deeper into the obsidian floor.

He appeared to have only been inside for a few minutes, but it felt as if he had been there for several days or months. Tyr suddenly felt a powerful suction force coming from under his feet. The suction then dragged him down forcibly for a long time. He plummeted dozens of meters downward in an instant. Thanks to the buoyancy of the lava, Tyr didn’t feel a significant loss of gravity while sinking. He appeared to be falling from a height of 10,000 meters at this time, his speed gradually increasing. At the same time, he felt that the temperature enveloping his body was constantly rising, as if he was on fire.

Jinx slammed her fist down onto the spliced wires. Gravity vanished. The massive, hundred-ton repulsor platform did not just fall. It was actively repelled by the ceiling anchors. We shot downward into the massive vertical shaft with the force of a fired bullet. The acceleration was horrific. My stomach slammed into my throat. The wind tore the breath from my lungs. We were pressed flat against the metal grating by the sheer G-force of the descent. We became a falling meteor inside the throat of the Citadel. Thousands of empty shells were still swarming up the walls of the massive shaft. They did not have time to react. The falling platform acted as a colossal, descending piston. It sheared

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

We jumped. The moment we crossed the invisible threshold of the crater's rim, the terrifying, terminal-velocity drop vanished. The lunar gravity grabbed us, violently decelerating our fall. We drifted down to the base of the massive silver cathedral like feathers settling on a pond, landing softly on the scarred granite where the meteor was fused to the mountain. "It feels... wrong," Cord muttered, staring at his massive, heavy boots. The seventy-two-year-old Master Forge was practically floating, the sheer celestial pull stripping his massive physical weight away.

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

Sharon had decided to continue from where she had left. She again showed the presentation and showed a picture of a gravity gun, it was also a good and rare mod, but they were easily available on the market as they were mass-produced easily. Jasmine went to the front and showed what the gravity gun can do. She literally made the table in the front float on air for 10 seconds, before she lost control and had to place the table down quickly.

The hum changed pitch. And the pull twisted— not outward, but downward. Ronan’s stomach lurched as the floor beneath them shifted. Stone split with a deafening crack. Kiera screamed silently as gravity gave way— and the chamber opened beneath their feet, swallowing them whole.