Hyperdimension Neptunia Noire Novels & Stories

The dragon nodded and pointed to a jar of gray dust. “Are you sure we can trust him,” Tristan asked. Trix turned to him and shot a look in his direction. “This is not your average fairytale she said, her hands reaching behind her back and touching something cold. As she did a gold band wrapped around their interlocked hands. A dark smoke engulfed their feet traveling up their bodies and changing their outfits to a black ninja like outfit with a black hood over their heads. The guards pulled their swords and Trix used a throwing star to slice the bottle open, releasing a cloud of smoke that spread throughout the large room in seconds. The ground shook and the scent of smoke followed by a warm

"This can't be!" I raised my hands, and the Moon Goddess's power erupted from me like a tidal wave. Silver light instantly covered the entire square. All the shadow wolves shrieked in the holy light, turning into black ash. "Ah!" Seraphina fell from the wolf alpha's back, her body beginning to disintegrate. "The power of shadow can never defeat the light," I said, looking at her coldly, my silver hair flying in the holy light. "This is the price for your betrayal and jealousy."

"But only one with 100% Atlantian Royal Bloodline can unlock the doors." Niklaus turned to Neptune his voice firm, "Neptune, scan Raven and my DNA for Atlantian percentages." The AI's response was swift: "Raven, 95%. Niklaus, 83%." I asked about Lucas, my heart pounding in my chest, and Neptune replied, "94%." It was then that I asked the crucial question: "How long to reach 100%?" Neptune's response was precise: "8 months, 9 days, and 23 hours." The room fell silent, the countdown ticking in our minds like a timer on an ancient, extinction countdown.

​Neo-Tokyo: The Alpha’s Return ​Leo and Ren were back in the ruins of the Neo-Tokyo Citadel. The Spire was rebuilding itself, the organic obsidian "healing" the wounds Leo had inflicted. As they climbed toward the Apex, the gravity began to flip. One moment Leo was running on the floor; the next, he was sprinting across the ceiling. ​"She’s waiting for you, Leo," Ren whispered, his scanner glitching. "Her frequency... it’s not just violet anymore. It’s 'Null'."

Yes readers, this is the end of Black Luna, just as how I imagine it. But hey, Black Luna fits this story doesn't it? Black means dark, not good, bad things will happen vibe? And she's a Luna, so...fits! I think you will exclaim and say "Huh?! Over already?! So this means...." And a question after that. So I'll answer some questions which I think you'll be wondering. 1. So this is the ending?!

I was using Nevan’s enhanced nervoussystem as a secondary processor, a liquid-cooled enginethat allowed me to bypass the firewalls of the world. I surged into the satellite grid, my consciousness skippingacross the Atlantic, then diving into the undersea cables ofthe North Sea. I was looking for a specific signature—the"Black Serum" frequency. Everything on Earth has a vibration, and the poison in Nevan’s blood had a veryspecific, jagged rhythm. Not in Moscow. Not in London, I whispered in the dark ofmy mind.

Searching for meaning--- DEATH won't separate LOVE Behind the shadows--- MONEY is not enough to buy TRUST Change is possible--- JUSTICE won't be attained if you don't know how to ACCEPT Finding God--- A foe to God was never a friend to MANKIND. Sorrow--- NO WAY, an OATH. Four souls wagered for the good, Let thy stars attest thee, Of these tainted blood, Ready to be spilled. Everything makes sense now; does the pen pertains to Jeremy GLOSS himself? But how was he involved in the Netherworld? How did he DIE again? "Hey, stop spacing out," Grey violently patted my back, that I almost fell on my seat.

“But we can’t! We’ll be exposing ourselves. If they find out we’re here—” “We’re not leaving a child to suffer! Not when we can help!” he replied fiercely. Tears streamed down Aqua’s cheeks as she witnessed her mother’s resolve begin to crack. “We can’t fight them alone, Leon. It’s too dangerous!” As the figures continued their dark ritual, Aqua felt her mother’s fear and her father’s determination intertwining, creating a tempest of emotion that resonated deep within her. Just when Aqua thought they would intervene, the scene shifted again.