Limitless Abyss Novels & Stories

In Delhi Aditya was dreaming of a girl wearing blue saree making him smile but the scene changes to a burning house and two dead bodies then a girl appears beside him wearing white frock. He opened his eyes and gets up from the bed then went to the window and stares at the moon, he reminisces some words ``We want or we don't want, we accept it or we deny it but our fates tie us together.' 'Anger and hatred can make people think that they won't be able to see the truth.'

POV DARLENE The Abyss was no longer just a hole in the earth; it was a rhythmic, breathing lung of the planet that exhaled the concentrated sorrow of nineteen generations. As Eryx and I stood at the jagged edge of the rift, the Black-Emerald light rising from the depths didn't just illuminate the ruins of the North—it "translated" them into a landscape of obsidian and grief. The black butterflies that had carried Hope away were everywhere now, their wings beating with the sound of a thousand whispered apologies that were never sent.

"What do you mean by that?" "Phil, the danger is coming. Inhabitants of the abyss could not manifest inside the real world, they would vanish in a puff of smoke mere seconds after they exit the abyss, even the plains of sleep reject their presence and they only thrive inside the abyss. I knew something was wrong when you encountered the nightmare origin inside Annie's nightmare. It was only affected by the miasma from the twilight zone, but the strength of that nightmare origin could be classified as a lower-middle-class in terms of its standing in the abyss after it transformed."

Chapter 57: The Abyss The darkness was absolute. Liam and Xal'dar were swallowed whole, their consciousness adrift in a void of nothingness. The sensation was both terrifying and liberating, a paradoxical experience that defied logic. They felt a pull, a force that seemed to draw them deeper into the abyss. Their bodies felt weightless, their minds racing with fear and uncertainty. They were lost, adrift in a cosmic ocean of darkness. A faint glimmer of light appeared in the distance, a beacon in the endless void. They reached out towards it, their hearts pounding in their chests. As they drew closer, the light grew brighter, revealing a strange, alien landscape.

Banished to a desolate region, he perished by the roadside. As for Marcus, once a proud scholar, he reverted to his former state of idiocy, wandering the streets as a target of mockery and humiliation from all who saw him. But this time, there was no kind-hearted astral to grant him the Heart of Astral Clarity. In the end, I completed my tribulation, severed all ties of mortal love, and was bestowed the title of "The Heartless Astral."

Seeing that the people of the coliseum did not come after them, Panther said to Philip, “The forbidden abyss is a mysterious place. Legend has it that a holy-tier powerhouse from a distant land once entered that golden land.” Panther swallowed while gasping for breath and continued, “It’s said that the holy-tier powerhouse wiped out all the exotic beasts in the abyss and left something inside.” A holy-tier powerhouse from a distant land?

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

A sob broke through my chest, sharp and helpless. “Please…” I whispered into the empty room, my voice cracking in the silence. I run to the window and throw it open. Cold air rushes in. And that’s when I see it. Endless trees. No houses or cars. Just forest swallowing the horizon. My breath leaves me in a broken sob. I’m not in Paris. I’m not even near civilization. I slide down against the wall, pulling my knees to my chest. And for the first time since this began… I am truly afraid.

The world didn’t go dark. It went negative. Anji drifted through a spectrum of colors that didn’t have names. His consciousness wasn't tethered to a body; he was a stream of jagged sensory data tumbling through a canyon of pulsing, luminescent fiber. This was the Abyss—the substrate level of the M-ESSENCE. It wasn't just code; it was the prehistoric echo of an ancient, adaptive organism that Sutherland had scraped from a deep-sea hydrothermal vent and force-fed into a, hyper-connected server farm.

He said, “A long time ago, that place was called Abyssreach.” Abyssreach – Sounds like a city at the edge of a void or hell. Raina glanced sideways at him and said, “Even the heaviest rain can’t bring life to rootless grass. And no amount of faith can save someone with no reason to be saved. Abyssreach doesn't offer mercy—yet somehow, it still refuses to abandon those marked by fate.”