Oblivion Sea Novels & Stories

"Something is waking up. And it’s calling to me. It’s calling for its heir." Jax looked up from his terminal, his face drained of color. "Alex, look at the long-range seismic sensors. We’ve got a massive displacement heading our way. It’s not a ship, and it’s not a submarine." Alexander returned to the pilot’s seat, his hands gripping the controls. On the screen, a massive thermal bloom was rising from the seabed, fifty miles to their north. It was moving with a speed that defied traditional hydrodynamics. "The Obsidian Circle?" Alexander asked.

Then, the fighter jet roared through the skies. The journey from Beaumere to Goldspire was long and arduous. Lysander took the shortest route, but it was also the most dangerous. They had to pass through Volkris' Black Sea. There were nine provinces in Dasovia—Dalhurst, Verdura, Silverkeep, Amberhollow, Tyranthia, Volkris, Mulstead, Wasteland, and Mistbourne. Volkirs was named after the stormy Black Sea. It was the second-largest ocean in Dasovia, second only to Mulstead's Tyrant Sea. This vast sea was constantly wracked by violent storms and raging thunder.

(Ocoaele - Mother & Uliyeni - Father in the ancient language of Seabriria - Uettisesh) "They only told everyone that to protect me," Marina told her as the place got colder and colder, Darci nor Lilith were used to this weather as they lived in a tropical climate, even in the winter it wasn't that cold, but Ophelia and Amethyst were used to the coldness as during the winter in Seabiria the waters are the coldest, and Amethyst, well she could get used to any environment with ease, she was the Goddess of Nature after all. "What do you mean?" Ophelia asked what everyone was thinking, Lilith closed her eyes, letting Mara warm her up, her wolf fur was on Lilith's skin but it wasn't visible, Darci

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.

“You’re either insane…” “…or incredibly arrogant.” “Yes.” “People say both.” The water below suddenly rises. Not like a wave. Like a wall. My hand moves back toward my dagger. “What trick is this?” “Not a trick.” The ocean climbs higher. Twenty feet. Thirty. Forty. My snipers still don’t fire. Which means something is very wrong. Thalrion watches the rising water calmly. “Tell me something, Sebastian.” “What?” “Do you know why the sea kingdom fears Evelessa?”

Amansinaya exclaimed. 'How did it went like this?' you might ask. Well, it started with an argument. (Author: Let us turn the hands of time and show how it all began.) "I said we should continue searching beneath the sea." Amansinaya suggested as I stood up. "It is possible that she's out there." She continued. I nodded, she's right about that. Asherah's a mermaid so there's a high possibility that she's in the cerulean and vast sea.

Seolarans, Lorths and Yulcites had all develpoed a united front to counter the plans of Ithea. The island they were on was plain, and barely any individuals knew about its presence. It laid on the barren oceans of the Dead East Sea, the waterway that separated Ithea and Trerth. The other world idea the waters of the Dead East Sea to be reviled and harmful, and after the Trerth crossed it to arrive at different realms, they announced it reviled once the contention finished. Nobody had at any point thought about wandering in excess of a mile into the sea oceans, or to drift such a long ways out that he was unable to see the coast. Fishing ships that had once overwhelmed the water had deserted

No one had rebuilt it. Ashani ran a finger along an old journal entry. “Listen to this: The sea gave back what we cast into it. But it was changed. Marked.” Clara looked up. “There’s more than one seed.” “And we just found another.” ⸻ That night, as wind howled against the lighthouse, Clara dreamed. She stood on the seabed. No air, no light, just pressure and cold. Before her, a massive tree grew from a sunken temple of obsidian, its roots pulsing with green and violet light. Its branches swayed without current.

And for a second She smiled. But then her expression changed. Her eyes widened. She turned sharply toward the ocean far beyond the city. Maria followed her gaze. The water was rising. Not like a wave. Like something huge was pushing up from below. Elias’s device beeped rapidly. “That’s not possible,” he whispered. The ocean split open. And something massive began to rise from the deep. On Maria’s screen, a new file unlocked by itself. ORION LOCATION UPDATED Maria felt her stomach drop. “He’s not in a city,” she whispered.

She removed her blindfold, and bright light flooded her eyes. She raised her head and looked at the glimmering surface of the ocean. She held her breath and swam in the opposite direction. There were a lot of abandoned boats that were washed ashore in this area. Olivia had found her target. She could hear voices from above the water. The silhouette of a person appeared. They were probably there to make sure she was dead. Olivia submerged herself deeper into the water. She could make out the silhouette of the person more clearly. She figured the person would not find her if she didn't move too much.