Oblivion Sea Novels & Stories

But even when he was suffering, Eren didn’t allow himself to lose his focus, he kept his eyes open despite the burning effect of the sea salt, witnessing the place the creepy woman was taking him to. The creatures dived and dived, to the depths of the sea, too deep for the sun light and warmth to reach, the water was cold and dark, and dead, nothing indeed lived there, not even the smallest of fish nor the tiniest of plants. This place could have been his heaven, only if he could breath, Eren thought as the creatures took him to the bottom of the sea, his eyes were perfectly able to see in the dark and the cold wasn’t much of an issue, but the weight on his joints was crushing him, and so wa

In a second, Carissa felt her soul leaving her as she fell flat on the floor. As she opened her eyes, she saw herself in a blue sea. It was a beautiful place. Under the sea lies a magical world filled with wonder and enchantment, where mermaids and mermen rule and swim in crystalline waters. The vibrant blue hues of the ocean are illuminated by the glow of luminescent sea creatures, casting an ethereal aura upon their underwater kingdom.

The reason why was because Coulson controlled the sea. Ivan, however, had a strong urge and need to build his own strength in the sea. He was not sure when their alliance with Coulson would last. In addition, the Toulouse Empire showed great and earnest ambition to capture neighboring kingdoms. Ivan could only turn to the sea. For the sake of Ehrlich’s survival, Ivan needed the sea.

The way she ate, drank and belched…she must’ve been really hungry from work. I smiled as I thought to myself, feeling the small portrait in my chest pocket. Going south of Port Harcourt to the Atlantic Ocean and further to the point where no land was visible, a strange wind began to blow. As the strange wind blew, a ripple appeared in that ‘particular spot’ on the Atlantic Ocean. The ripple kept appearing and disappearing, until she appeared – the goddess of prosperity. The marine sphere was located two hundred and eighty metres below sea level. It was gigantic and existed only to the goddess, her ‘pet,’ her ‘marine aides’ and the invisible doubles of Ebie initiates.

The tablets in his mind glowed brightly, releasing more of his inheritance as the energy passed through him. Blake’s soul looked into the darkened sky of the Divine Sea. The Sea was churning and boiling madly, and steam rose and accumulated into the reddened sky, building clouds that emitted lightning, lighting up the grey sky. Then a golden orb descended and shone brightly. His golden core entered his Divine Sea and became the sun causing the gloomy atmosphere to lighten up a bit, making the sky blue.

I placed my weapon behind my back and it attached to my uniform, turning translucent. “Marco! See anything?” I called to him. Marco looked down and pointed north. “I see the general! She’s at the cliff!” We all ran to the cliff while Marco hopped between trees above us. When we arrived, that’s where we noticed the ground glowing despite the soil. There was no rumbling but the ground felt like it was cut in half, like it was cracking. General Alon was in front of us, staring at the sea. We stood firmly behind her, waiting for her reaction. She probably sensed us coming already.

Beside him was Queen Lyra, her white fox-fur mantle drawn tight against the salty wind, her golden eyes fixed on the distant horizon where the grey waters of the open ocean met the sky. The jagged sea crags throbbed with a new warmth under their boots. The shockwave from the shattered Glacial Throne had not only swept through the mountain air of Obsidian Ridge, but it had unsealed subterranean thermal conduits beneath the seabed. Dark, frozen waves had battered barren ice cliffs, but now deep turquoise waters surged with glowing veins of liquid mana, bringing shoals of silver-scaled fish and lush, bioluminescent kelp back to the long-dead coastal bays.

My tastes weren’t easily matched by someone who I couldn’t tame. I wanted to get shitfaced drunk and forget that Lena ever existed. Forget that I’d thought that I loved her. That I’d been willing to forget about finding my mate just to be with her. Turning down the radio, I looked out on the water as I drove. The sounds of the sea soothing me, reminding me of nights spent on the beach with my friends. Bonfires and booze, laughing while Conrad had played his guitar. Before he’d found his mate, back when we’d all been mostly single.

Though this new path added five more days to the trip, it was safer and smoother, better suited for Lyra, a fragile she-wolf who deserved care and protection. But that wasn’t the only reason. This path passed by a special place, a small cave deep within Gloomwood where Raven and Cara, who was now Lyra, had once lived happily together. Raven had heard that the Potion of Oblivion, the memory-erasing elixir Lyra had taken, wasn’t permanent. With the right stimulus, the memories could return little by little. He hoped the first ones to resurface would be the beautiful moments they once shared.

"Have you grown too comfortable on the job? Is that why you've made such a careless mistake? Open your eyes and take a good look at the room again. Does it look like anyone is staying here?" Shocked, Giovanni lowered his head and apologized to Cesera, "My apologies, Don Fontana. I've been negligent. I'll find Donna Fontana's room at once!" Alas, there was no way Giovanni could find me. I was already on a flight bound for Ressonia. I'd left Navarino for good.