Into The Void Black Sabbath Lyrics Novels & Stories

I could hear muffled sounds as I floated in the black void I was locked in, words like doctor and help come in and filled the void echoing through the hollow space. Who is that? That’s not your concern just focus on going through the darkness towards the end of this so called void But why am I here? What is this? Shut up and enjoy the peace whilst we still can I don’t understand what’s going on, what....what is this place? How do I get out?

A breath of sound left its throat. A whisper. "Help—" Then something ripped it backwards. A massive, gaping wound split through the air itself, jagged and wrong, as if reality itself was tearing open. A black void spread beyond it, vast and yawning, stretching deeper than my mind could comprehend. Something moved in it. Something massive. The dead were being sucked back into the abyss, clawing at the ground, shrieking as unseen hands yanked them into the dark. Cassian roared. "NO!"

The nexus’s heartbeat was silent, replaced by a low, hollow drone that seemed to echo from within Jessica herself, her hollowness vibrating in response. The path ended abruptly, opening into a boundless expanse, not a chamber but a nothingness, the black star a gaping maw at its center. No loom stood, only a swirling vortex of shadow, its threads invisible yet palpable, weaving a tapestry that wasn’t seen but felt—a crushing emptiness that stripped away hope, memory, love. The drone became a voice, not a chorus but a singular, hollow tone: “Jessica, heart of the nexus, enter the void and be unmade.”

The darkness too inviting. I let my eyes close. And fell into the void.

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

One by one, she shifts her voice through the tones of the rainbow, right before all the colors coalesce, becoming all of them combined, a bright white so blinding that all I can see are the dark spots before my eyes. “Void,” she says in the language of the void itself. And the darkness listens. As she finishes her final note, the tones and colors coalesce into a single dark point. A pinprick of darkness–the smallest door leading into the void. “Thank you, this will be perfect,” I say, part prayer, part promise as I lower myself to the ground. Pressing my palms together before my chest, I begin to chant, using the words taught to me by the Grand Magus to focus my thoughts, to stretch the open

His loyal betas surged howling, fangs ripping abomination-throats gore-fountain, one gurgling: “For Thorne—tear void-guts!” Voss hesitated cane-tremble knuckles-white—then pyre-flames roared crimson inferno from palms gnarled, incinerating chitin-plated lungers mid-leap pyre-screams: “For the shard's sanctity—not your mongrel hides, Blackwood!” Lira chanted sibilant frenzy, third-eye lancing white-bolts piercing eyeless maws explode-void, voice ecstatic-dark: “Pierce the hunger-veins—feed the light!”

The Darkness, sensing its moment, surged forward with an unstoppable force, shattering the remnants of my control and engulfing me in its inky, abyssal depths. I raised one of my arms up and above my head, palm up, and surrounded myself in a whirlwind of black smoke. I felt the familiar icy warmth washing over me, filling the void, and calming the empty that I was facing. And for the first time in what seemed like ages, I was no longer hurting. I was no longer feeling the void… the pain.

the first vampire to appear said as he looks deeply at me. “Can we join?” I turned to the one who spoke and saw two female vampires, both with long hair. They also wear black jackets. So did the two men. Are vampires deliberately fond of black? I smirked. “It’s gonna be fun,” I gave them sharp looks and I prepared myself. “It will,” replied the second man. Don’t they know me? I am considered Volter’s sister and the vampires that would mess up with me will be in a bad state.

"Your existence is destructive, you'll bring disasters in the life of your loved ones" I cried my heart out, the fear absorbed me, but the dreadful voice seemed to neglect my suffering and continued "you traitor! Murderer! Wait for your karma to destroy you as you destroyed them," The voice kept on echoing. I covered my ears in horror. I screamed but I couldn't find a single soul that could offer me a helping hand. I could listen to the voice rising wild and nigher the trees and its leaves the drifting air, the ground that I was fallen on with misery the rocks that stood still in its might all that existing around me whirled in a motion and whispered "It's time for your retribution, it's ti