Light Novel Log Horizon Novels & Stories

"Emma... the Sunless weren't just looking for power. They were running from something. My sensors picked up a secondary signature behind their fleet. Something much larger. Something... Ancient." I looked at the map in the Chronos-Vault. The "Test of the Horizon" was only just beginning. The 250th chapter was still forty-three milestones away, and the sky was starting to turn a dark, metallic silver. "Emma?" Félix whispered. "Yeah?" "I think we're going to need a bigger wall. And maybe some better heaters." I laughed, a tired, ragged sound that carried over the steaming sapphire waves. The journey was no longer a restoration. It was a Defense of the Light.

"I've dreamed of this moment every day." A tear slid down her cheek. "You've grown into a remarkable woman." Lina smiled through her tears. "I have so many questions." "And I promise I'll answer every one." Isabella glanced toward the blaring alarms. "But first..." "We survive." Part 3: Black Horizon Victor stepped toward a large tactical display. Red dots surrounded the island. "They're attacking from every direction." Lina looked at the screen. "Who are they?" Isabella answered quietly. "Black Horizon."

but an "Emergence." Silas and Lyra stood in the center of the new Great Hall, their hands interlocked, their shared gaze fixed on the prow of the ship. They were no longer the "Alpha" and the "Outcast." They were the "Founders." Kaelen was at their side, his white-and-black hair now a solid, glowing iridescent violet. He wasn't a child anymore, but he wasn't a god either. He was the "Horizon"—the place where the Light and the Shadow met to create something new.

Mark my words, I WILL find a way to kill you! Nozomi’s red eyes burned with an intensity that could freeze people. Her book abruptly shone with a dark purple light, attracting Hina’s and Yosuke’s attention. There was no longer a need to hide their books from each other. “A new spell? Now? Of all times? Why?” Hina wondered aloud. It had happened to her twice today. And now it was happening again, but to Nozomi. Nozomi opened her book and studied the new spell. “A mirror...?”

,Aunty Laura chimed in the conversation. I immersed myself in reading every page but soon I had reached the end of the book. "That's it .What history was that it was just a few pages",I retorted with anger. "Look closely. The book will show you what you want to see",Aunty May said.I looked and more symbols and drawing started to appear in a blue light.I started to read the new information. "What is the war of the moon and who the hell is Lord Arctus the cursed vampire",I asked after reaching some point which were hard to understand.

The corrupted army answered with deafening howls. Captain Lyra lowered her eyes. "No..." Across the valley, the Primordial Darkness smiled. "I expected nothing less." --- Then... Another sound reached the battlefield. A slow, steady heartbeat. Boom. Boom. Boom. Golden light appeared inside the fading dust. At first it was only a faint glow. Then it grew brighter. Brighter still. Until it shone like the rising sun. Varkor's ears twitched. The smile disappeared from the Primordial Darkness's face. The golden light stepped forward.

The city lights brightened again. The fractures began closing. The alternate version’s voice trembled. “And I’ll keep living anyway.” The Hollow screamed louder than ever before. The black eye shattered. Darkness collapsed inward violently. The giant sealed the fractures immediately. Silver light surged across the heavens. The creator reinforced the barriers. The Devourer devoured the remaining fragments of shadow with horrifying enthusiasm. Then suddenly— silence. The sky cleared. The city stopped shaking. Warm sunlight poured across the marketplace again. And Lyra’s constellation remained glowing gently above everything.

On the screen, Eric was by the river, watching the sunset, when out of nowhere, someone pushed him from behind, sending him tumbling into the water. I was just walking by when the same person pushed me too. I could not swim, but I managed to give the only log I found in the river to Eric, while I started sinking slowly to the riverbed. "Look at the person who pushed you. Doesn't that figure look familiar? Even with a hat on, doesn't it remind you of Yvonne?"

Feeling the weight of fatigue, I turned to Faghri, my eyelids heavy and drooping. "Faghri, I'm really tired," I murmured, my voice carrying the innocence of a child seeking comfort from a parent. "Get some rest...tomorrow will be a busy day," Faghri replied, gently reminding me of our plans to continue searching for Rafe. I nodded, my eyes fluttering shut. But just as I was drifting off, I suddenly found myself enveloped in a mysterious black dimension. "Damn, am I going to run into Diabolos again?" I wondered anxiously, thinking of the vicious werewolf. This unexpected twist added another layer of complexity to an already complicated and challenging situation.

Flowing the land and filling to the streams of the connecting river. Death! Bodies are piled high like the mountain. Scattered the once happy lands. Screams! They are louder every passing time. Piercing into everyone's ears from afar. Even the strongest of foes must quiver at the sound. Ash! It’s falling from the sky and onto the ground, scorching the land. Gone are the trees and fields. The once earthy and breezy place has decayed. Darkness! The sun has not risen since the war started. All lands have been cursed. One can not tell whether it's night or day unless you tap into the source of the cause. The energy of the dark witch Ophelia and this was only the beginning.