Log Horizon Novels & Stories

The horizon looked different when you knew where you were standing. Grace realized this as she and Jordan drove out of the city before dawn, the sky slowly shedding its darkness for pale streaks of gold. The road ahead was quiet, stretching forward with an almost reverent calm. She watched the landscape roll by—fields, distant trees, the suggestion of hills—and felt something settle inside her. Not excitement. Not fear. Clarity. They stopped at a cliffside overlook just as the sun broke free of the horizon. Wind moved gently through the tall grass, carrying the scent of earth and possibility. Jordan stepped out first, hands in his pockets, breathing deeply as if grounding himself in the mome

They felt each other's nerves, each other's hopes, each other's small, fluttering fears. "This is the law of the New Dawn," Aeron said. "To see the other is to see yourself. To protect the other is to protect the world." The Horizon of the Three As the sun began to set, casting a long, golden-violet shadow across the peaks, the three of them stood alone on the battlements of the Moon Tower. The valley below was a tapestry of bioluminescent lights—the fires of the village, the glow of the Aether-groves, and the shimmering trails of wolves running through the indigo grass.

I see how Malcolm comes out of the corner and behind the Crystal, he turns and immediately takes out the gun and points it, you see that he says a few words and then he approaches her, the hair catcher struggles a bit and then she, she hits and he falls to his knees holding his crotch, the gun is on the ground she takes it and points it at him, after a few seconds he staggers up and goes over to her, she activates the gun and Malcolm falls lifeless in the middle of the corridor. “What about what happened before?...” I ask again looking at Cristal, Jason once again takes the Tablet and begins to check, she looks at him for a moment and then at me “sir, we have a problem...” I take the tablet

"They are waiting for me, let us wait a little bit, sir!" "Sir, we have to go back now, the sky is darkening...it looks like it's gonna rain! Sir!" Harold Reyes, the captain of the small boat that the company hired for the lawyer, is convincing him but when Imman decided to change his mind, it was too late. The storm is already beating up their boat with big waves. Even the wind is so strong that the boat capsized. Both were thrown into the water and tried their best to survive. Luckily the captain was near the boat and he had held on to the starboard but the lawyer was not. After the storm cleared up and he was rescued by the fishermen nearby, he told them that he had a company but when the

She placed the procephy on the screen for everyone to see. “A time will come when death will rain from above and below. The protector, the scholar, and the mother shall be born to lead us all. The darkness of the past shall rise to taint the darkness of the future. Cursed bloodlines shall be given the chance to redeem themselves with future actions. Only one path shall survive. Either darkness or life shall rule the Earth realm. A child born before the completed bond of two of the chosen shall hold the key to advance the otherside. The mother shall reign beside her protector and scholar while guiding the lost child back to the other side. Each person is important to keep humanity alive. Mora

The inky depths seemed to go on forever with no end in sight. Chloe couldn’t tell up from down. She felt like she was sinking and any attempts to try and swim in the opposite direction simply had Chloe falling further and further into the watery void. Then, without warning, the void disappeared and the world around the blonde morphed into snowy ground and frozen trees. She could feel the snow under her naked feet and the cold wet air caress her skin like the fingers of the dead. Someone had cleared the pavement of snow and under the night sky, the asphalt looked like a river cutting neatly through the white blanket of snow. Orange Street lights illuminated the bellies of the grey clouds that

nothing. “What the hell?” I whispered. How did I get here? I looked next to me and saw a shovel in one hand and a knife in the other. I tossed the knife away from me in revulsion. My hands were bloody and I trembled in horror. Then, I realized there was a hole near me. Not ready for what I was about to behold, I peeked into the hole and screamed. In the dugout pit. . . was Hailee. . .dead

It would only take a few moments for the sun and the moon to be aligned. Airoh grew impatient, waiting for total darkness. He wanted to see Rieska personally to check if she was all right. Every second, his heartbeat was going wild. There was a mixture of hatred and regret gathered inside his chest. If only he had discovered his real identity sooner, this would not happen. THE time they had been waiting came at last. A red light covered the large portion of scape above them, located between the two remaining watchtowers. Airoh realized the illumination created a huge magic circle, and an inverted pentagram was formed inside it.

Her eyes grew colder with each passing second as she watched the man indulge in the pleasure of the world. She took out a small whistle-like object and blew it into it. An almost unassailable needle flew from it and pierced the man's exposed neck. It took a few seconds for the man to pass out cold. The cigarette in his mouth stayed in place like the glass of wine in his hand.

And from somewhere beneath her feet, the same voice whispered fractured now, multiplied, hundreds of layers deep: “Phase D – Initialization complete.” The ground trembled. The horizon bent. Clara staggered backward as the skyline itself rippled glass melting, towers bending inward as if drawn into some unseen vortex. The compass shattered in her hand. A single phrase scrolled across every screen, burning through the static: HOLLOW NETWORK ONLINE. Then everything sound, light, gravity folded into black.