Novel Crystal Technology Novels & Stories

That walking away was the only way I could protect her. Protect her from me and from the truth of who I was. Crystal wasn’t like the others. That much I knew, and it terrified me more than any enemy I had ever faced. Every woman before her had been easy. All I needed was a little flattery, a flash of my smile and the weight of my name. Those were enough to have them clinging to me. But Crystal? She didn’t bend. She didn’t crumble. She looked me in the eye and reminded me of my flaws. She stood against me even when I held her world in my hand.

Every different coloured crystal produced a different glow. Theon worked out that the crystals held an energy of sorts, after years of experiments and many explosions, he managed to use the crystals to cut off pieces of the metal. Theon worked along with the blacksmiths and managed to forge weapons from the metal, for Hunters and Knights. Cities could buy the weapons for guards if they had the funds and most did. The crystals are constantly being developed into more and more devices that Theon and his people discover. The most popular among the devices is the one used with red crystals to create heat for homes and heating water for cooking and bathing.

He paused, then added, "There's something else. Your weapon – you'll need to add a light crystal to it if you want it to be effective." "A light crystal?" I had no idea what he was talking about. "Light crystals absorb and store energy. They can amplify the power of any weapon, especially ones that aren't... professionally made." His meaning was clear – my scrap metal creation needed all the help it could get. Of course it does. "Where would I even get something like that?" "There's a crystal shop in town. They're not cheap, but they're essential for serious combat." I felt a surge of gratitude toward him. He's giving me information that could actually save my life. "Thank you, Cayden. Reall

Entering the chambers filled with all new weapons, no soul in sight which gave me privacy to carefully assess them. I’m bewildered by what I’ve found, some weaponry hasn’t even been released to the Golden Kingdom. I remembered Lazarus sharing the prototypes they were working on, crushing crystals and infusing them in liquid to make the impact of the bullet become a mass explosion. Some magazines didn’t have bullets, a singular crystal that charged the semi-automatic to release a burst of energy. A mixture of my own creations and Lazarus’s secret developments. Something wasn’t adding up, they even had an assortment of rare crystals that could only be obtained by the wealthy.

“The reason we haven't slept in three years. The reason the world forgot how to dream.” Before them lay the Acoustic Prism, but it was far more than the singular handheld crystal they had imagined during their days in the Archive. It was a massive pulsing crystal array - a sprawling, architectural masterpiece of silicon, quartz, and captured Aether, integrated directly into the facility's main server core. In the center of the vast, circular hall, which stretched nearly a hundred yards in every direction, sat the Primary Core: a jagged, multi-faceted shard of First Crystal the size of a redwood tree, suspended in a permanent state of magnetic levitation.

"We've created a Crystallization of Truth. These aren't just rocks. They're anchors. As long as these exist, the universe can never 'Format' us again. The noise has become solid." Above them, the "Living Earth" was going through a massive structural change. The "Memory-Crystals" began to sink into the floor of the Vaults, merging with the acoustic quartz pillars and the neural-crust of the planet. Across the globe, similar shards started to rain from the sky, falling like black diamonds onto the forests of Aethel-Luna and the ruins of the Old World.

I don’t know how to react though but I still managed to smile at her, letting her know that I’m slightly confused. She sighed before talking. “Let me talk to your parents later. There is something they need to know, something that they should’ve done years ago. You’re a special girl Crystal. I know you know what I’m talking about.” She left me dumbfounded. What was that? I don’t know what she’s talking about and now it bothers me. Is it something to worry about? I felt my heart clench a little when I remembered that Nana Alona can read a person’s ability without looking at their sign. She knows that I’m not just a mere Black wizard and I’m far more than that because of my ice powers. I gentl

she asked as she tried to keep her voice down so that she wouldn't stutter. "Do you know what this is?" Myrtle suddenly showed her right palm while holding a small, clear crystal. She froze for a minute upon seeing what Myrtle was holding. It was a projection crystal. A projection crystal is a magic item that could be used in different ways like projecting a person’s memories, projecting other people in a far place while communicating with them by entering their registered names and recording videos. They were often used by adults, especially those who have money to buy it or by those in a job that requires recorder videos or evidence. They once talked about this item before in class. She wo

“Except him! I have known Aiden all my life! If it was not for you and Daddy, of course, I would have married Aiden ages ago!” “Truly, Crys, just how much do you love him?” Xavier urged, looking at Crystal with one eyebrow raised. “Are you willing to lose your position in the Inquireta for him?” “W—what?! What kind of question is that?!” Inquireta is a subsidiary of Leonidas International which focused on fashion and jewelry. Crystal had been managing it for almost four years. “Aiden and Inquireta, both are mine!” “Your answer is disappointing.”

What I saw wasn’t much compared to what I imagined their people’s grand city must have been like before they went into hiding, but the small village carved into the mountain was full of life. Stone houses built directly into the rock face rose in terraced levels, connected by walkways and stairs that seemed to spiral up endlessly into the darkness. Gardens grew in impossible places, flowers and herbs cascading from carved planters. Soft light emanated from crystals embedded in the walls. “This is incredible,” I said, stopping to stare in awe. One the crystals nearby caught my eye, and I reached toward it. The moment my fingers brushed across it, it pulsed and sent a tingling yet surprisingly