Labyrinthus 2014 Novels & Stories

Joseph replied. "I wish I could stay for some more time. But I guess I have to go. This seems like a long staircase," Ms. Lilac eyed the staircase they reached after walking for 10 minutes. The forest was gone. Everything around them was clouds and a beautiful stairway starting from one end towards the sky. "It just looks like a long one. But it isn't. It is time for you to rest now, ma'am. You've done a great job while you were alive. I hope you will rest well," Joseph bowed his head to her.

I heard Vance groaned lightly while the rest of the squads just listened to their exchange while we explore the shady place ahead. "Well, not for me," she grumbled then she abruptly stopped when we all halted altogether. We looked ahead, seeing four pathways. Well, this was called labyrinth for this purpose so what should I expect. I just couldn't fathom that there were channels under this town. The Illwisch structured it like some sort of military underground bases but more primeval. The path was really spacious that two tanks could fit in, contrary to our dungeon that was only made for escape route so it was more contracted. With my heightened smell and hearing, I tried to pinpoint which w

I let the motion of the ride wash over me, that familiar throb of movement pulling at my chest, reminding me we were still heading forward even if the path ahead was uncertain. We passed the school’s entrance, and the smooth paved courtyard of Obscura Arcanum came into view in the window. The very heart of the place. Where our names had been carved, where battles had been fought. The Obscura sigil itself had been a whole century older, cracked straight through with dragonfire and time. But it had been mended. Not seamlessly, of course. The scar was still there, rough and uneven, where the pieces had been glued together. But wedged into the deep curve of the sigil’s crack, someone had slipped

He hadn’t spoken much since crushing the drive that had trapped the last fragment of the entity. Alex broke the silence first. “It’s really gone?” Damian turned, eyes dark but steady. “The code is destroyed. But it left something behind. A final trap. It called it the Labyrinth.” He crossed the room and sat beside Alex, taking his hand. “It’s not a physical place. It’s inside us. A mental construct built from every memory, every doubt, every version of ourselves we rejected. The entity wanted one last chance to force the balance. To make one of us fully dominant and the other fully submissive. Permanently.”

I nodded slowly, trying to memorize every word. "The second day is the Trial of the Labyrinth," Earth continued, her voice dropping lower. "It is a massive underground stone maze beneath the pack. It is filled with deadly traps and silver-tipped spikes. But the real danger isn't the maze itself, Tamara. It's the other contenders. In the labyrinth, there are no rules. Attacks from behind are expected." "And the final day?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

Chapter 14 Hannah's POV The executive elevator chimed with a cold, digital finality as the doors slid open. The 40th floor was unnervingly quiet. Usually, there was the hum of high-level activity, but today, the workstations were abandoned. Luke had cleared the floor. ​As I approached the double doors of his private suite, I realized they were slightly ajar. I stopped, my hand hovering near the wood, when I heard the low, gravelly timbre of an unfamiliar voice.

They huddled near the edge of a pit that shimmered with traces of Adrium—like veins of quicksilver beneath cracked earth. “Any sight of supervisors?”, tunde asked. “Not yet. But the drones are twitchy this morning. And the wall sensors flashed red earlier—someone might’ve tried crossing.”Abigail said. Samuel snorted.“Another desperate fool. They always forget about the lasers.” A sharp hum passed overhead. The three of them froze.A Citadel drone floated by—sleek, spider-like, with a smooth metallic eye that scanned the quarry below. A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone.

Forfeit. The word rang like a death knell through the frigid vault of the Great Hall. Clara felt the world spin, the roaring fire-pits becoming a swirl of orange and black. The Labyrinth of Shadows was a mythical horror of the northern lands, an underground network of tunnels below the stronghold where sick, feral werewolves, whose minds had been lost to the silver madness, were imprisoned. The code for a legitimate, slow execution was to send a lone she-wolf into those dark depths. "No." Dominic growled, and the air itself seemed to turn into static with the hazardous, vibrating hiss.

It bathed the entire sky in a reddish light that danced as if out of flames; the sky hosting a dance of lights and shadows from mystical worlds. There was a battle between the day that would not go away and the night that was ready to beautify the entire land with its wonders. The last glimmer of the sun struggled in vain to stay in the blackened sky, but slowly faded into the distance, giving way to the mysterious moon that silently rested in the sky, mirroring its beauty into the dark sea. It was accompanied by the little shining jewels that enriched the sky with their glitter, resembling little marbles of ice.

Where she could see and speak with trapped souls, my world was utterly mute, full of life, and utterly pointless. Lillith wanted to experiment, to find out if there was more to it but I couldn’t stomach the thought. I didn’t want to know any more than I already did. I didn’t want to be able to do more either. All it did was push us further and further away from being normal.