Novel & Cerita Hollow Earth Chronicles

excitedly ran towards the door without Cathie commanding it, Cathie entered soon after and the door closed after she pass-through, peace once again returned to the sandy desert. At the same time, when the deep and odd humming was heard from the deep space, in a hidden location only known to those that worship the Chaos. A middle-eastern boy who was sleeping on a throne of bones was jolted awake, he stared towards the sky even though he was inside a hidden cave, his followers bowed down to him as they saw him move and look up to the sky. The boy smiled as he quietly listened at the humming, the boy sometimes nodded towards the deep indescribable voice. As the humming slowly faded, tears strea

"She was a celestial. We didn't descend from animals, Eryx. We descended from the stars. The wolf was just the skin we wore to survive the fall" Suddenly, the ticking stopped. The silence was more violent than the sound. The massive gears froze in place, and the sapphire and amber light of the vault began to bleed out into a dull, leaden grey. "Time has stalled," the Chronicler whispered, falling to her knees. "Without the Heart in the temple, the gears have no fuel. The Void is going to catch us in the freeze". From the shadows between the frozen gears, a figure emerged. It wasn't Jackson, and it wasn't Sarah. It was a creature made of rusted iron and pale moonlight, its face a clock face w

“Stay close. No one falls behind.” As we crossed an invisible line in the earth, the world dimmed. It wasn’t just the lack of light, the bond inside me dimmed too. The silver thread that had burned bright since the temple felt faint now, like a candle flickering against the dark. “Lyra…” I breathed. “Something’s wrong.” Her face was tight with concentration. “It’s the Hollow. It strips everything away. Power, sight, strength. It feeds on what it can’t control.”

The sound built until the hollow shook with it—a den speaking itself back into truth. The route convulsed. The towering figure in the hollow staggered as if the names themselves had become blades. Brine burst from the earth in black sheets. The hidden lines under the house, the nursery, the old archive, the sanctuary remains, all lit at once in jagged red veins and then began to fail. Ty’s witness locked onto me with merciless steadiness as I reached down into the pulsing structure under the hollow and tore. Not flesh. Not stone. Connection. The old path screamed as it came apart.

It yawned open from the cliffside like a wound in the earth, breathing cold air that reeked of ancient iron and magic. The runes across the stone glowed faintly—recognizable only to Lyra. She traced them, breath catching. “They match the scars on my back,” she whispered. “The ones that came after the first Gate opened.” Kael’s eyes narrowed. “It’s calling you.” They stepped inside. ⸻ The Hollow wasn’t made of rock. It was bone. Miles of smooth, ivory corridors wound deeper and deeper beneath the mountain, pulsing faintly with a glow that came not from torchlight but memory.

" No ... I live in you and you in me. Be true to your ideas, no matter how crazy they may seem. Nice night, my sky. I'll look for you soon, kisses. "Kisses my love, she said while she cried and disconnected from her magical love. She took the book that she had previously thrown and began to read it, only then, she could understand that she was trying to tell Azrael in a veiled way. The book contained stories about the existence of a civilization that lived inside the earth based on scientific arguments. It is supposed to be located in a concentric sphere inside the earth's surface where we live. It has an inner sun, what we call a nucleus. His life is extremely long. Their skin is somewhat g

“Piano. Something slow. I think you played it once.” “I did. Before Eidolon, I taught for a while.” “That makes sense,” he said softly. “There’s something about your hands. Like they know both creation… and destruction.” That brought a tight laugh to my throat. “You don’t forget some things.” He didn’t answer, but when our fingers brushed as I handed him the canteen, he didn’t pull away. Small miracles. The Hollow was a concrete scar in the mountains. Once, it had relayed global signals through an array of underground servers. Now, it was dead—except for the chamber Paladin had marked in red ink. There, behind layers of steel and rock, lay a terminal unlike any I’d seen before.

FINAL DAY OF THE AWAKENING Chaos’s P.O.V I was awoken by the beating of drums and the echoes of a chant you rarely heard even back in our home realm. A chant that was as old as time itself. I turned to find Xavier leaning against the headboard with his eyes squeezed shut.

“No.” The earth split open. A deafening crack tore through the clearing as dark energy erupted from the fractured ground, from within the fissure, hands emerged. Pale. Clawed. Dozens of them. Then bodies followed, tall figures cloaked in bone-white armor. Their eyes glowing crimson. The temperature dropped instantly. Every wolf present froze. Cassian’s voice was barely above a whisper. “The Hollow Court.”

"What do you mean by that, Alpha Robert? The last time you came here, I told you that I didn't want to have anything to do with the Lycan. What is it that you want from them?" Alpha Chris suspected Robert had an ulterior motive and unless he tells him what exactly he was planning, he won't give him any of his wolves. Robert smiled, trying not to look as pissed off as he felt. This you g Alpha doesn't know what's good for him. Well if he wanted to know then he will give him just a hint. After all, they were all greedy wolves. "There is a long tail of Lycans having a gem, a magical gem that enables the owner to be the strongest person on earth."