Obsidian Blade Novels & Stories

I informed as I went in to pick it with my handkerchief. I could feel the hum of power buzz the second I touched it. I just knew. The artifact hummed a rhythm that wasn’t of here. It didn’t belong . It was obsidian blade, straight like the mini sword it was. It’s edges glimmered like light hitting diamonds and I could feel the runes that throbbed faintly in sync with my own pulse. Not a mortal weapon that should have killed someone like that from what I have gathered. It was a purging dagger.

It looked dangerous… sacred… and strangely familiar. “The Blade of Tenebris,” I murmured, recalling the words I’d once tried so hard to forget. “It cuts not flesh, but spirit. A single strike leaves enemies hollow, their will severed. It was quenched in the Void during the First Apex War. Every wielder leaves behind a fragment of their soul.”

Following the acquisition of the stele, the cost of the goods grew steadily until it eventually reached several million. "The "Blade Of Seven Seas" is an early Disaster-rank weapon forged from the remains of a legendary beast. It had no distinct shape, morphing into a sword at times and a claymore or a dagger at other times. It can harness the force of the sea, particularly water. It is derived from the Ocean Empress Hero of the past generation." Early Disaster-rank weapon wielded by one of humankind's heroes. This was unquestionably a valuable find, and everyone was ecstatic.

For the Ebony Panther King was already on his way here. “Wing Augmented Bloodied Blade: Crazed Cut of the Blade King” Mane swung the sword with all his strength. The stone sword hummed strongly, glowing with a beautiful green light. The winds of change mingled happily with destructive lightning and created a greater output of power than either was capable of individually. For a second it looked like it was going to break. But it stood firm, handling the destructive energy of the Bloodied Blade technique before handing it over to something else – the crystal clad abdomen of the White Fox.

He said rubbing her shoulders. "Noah!" She croaked and hiccuped as she cried with all her heart. "He doesn't d-deserve that!" She stuttered and wiped her tears holding his only bracelet that fell. "I know Mia, he doesn't deserve that." BLAZE VIEW. Blaze was in his human form, fighting off the rogue warrior in one second, he ripped their head off with anger and his eyes glaring at nowhere. There was he, his only objective was to kill the rogue alpha without any mercy.

Watching his flanks collapse, his squad get picked apart, with the calm patience of a man who'd already factored in these losses. Because I was exactly where he wanted me. "There you are," he said. He was tall in person. Taller than Valtherion. Lean, angular, with the economy of movement that spoke of decades of combat. Gray at the temples. Pale eyes that reflected the moonlight like mirrors. A long silver blade in each hand, not ornamental. Working weapons. The edges hummed with something that made my shadow bloodline recoil. Anti-bloodline steel. Forged specifically to cut through ancient power.

Isang dambuhalang pinto na gawa sa puting obsidian—isang materyal na hindi matatagpuan sa kahit anong periodic table ng tao—ang dahan-dahang bumukas mula sa ilalim ng libu-libong toneladang alikabok ng buwan. ​"Hindi ko alam na may ganito rito ang mga Hohenberg," bulong ni Xander, habang hawak ang kanyang Phase-Shift Blade. Ang kanyang mga mata, ang mga mata ng isang "Wolf," ay matalas na nagmamasid sa dilim.

And highly illegal. The smudge elongated. Solidifying into a thin, wiry frame clad in matte-black fiber. The assassin didn't make a sound. He didn't even have a scent. He held a jagged sliver of obsidian—a Null-blade, designed to bypass Barzil-armor and sever the spinal cord of a sleeping target. He reached for the door handle. The fool. He was risking execution to kill a girl who wasn't even there. I moved. I didn't roar. I didn't announce my presence. I simply detached myself from the wall and became the crushing weight of the world.

Her gaze lingered on the mark on my wrist. “Show me,” she said. I held out my arm. She traced the crescent scar with one finger. It flared with heat under her touch. “Ancient,” she murmured. “The Obsidian Curse. The same darkness that nearly destroyed this pack years ago. It sleeps inside her… but it’s waking.” Kael’s entire body went rigid beside me. “Can it be removed?” he asked, voice tight. Selene shook her head. “Not without killing her. The mark and the girl are bound together. She is the vessel. But she may also be the key to finally ending it.”

He yelled as kept dodging her strikes "IT'S ME!!" He added but it was like she couldn't hear what he was saying, she just kept swinging her blade at him like she had the intent to kill him. An ominous figure whatched it play through a screen in an unknown location. "How will you get out of this?" "You can't save yourself if you stay" "You can't save her if you run" "Can you bring yourself to attack someone you love?" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: The blade of Obgun'abali has the ability to change it's level of sharpness depending on who or what it wants to cut.