Novel & Cerita Obsidian Shards

“I’m listening, but I’m not sure I like what I’m hearing so I might cut you short and send you out soon.” He looked up at me and his eyes glistened with unshed tears. All of which were fake to me. He thinks that he could shed crocodile tears to move me? “I made terrible mistakes. I didn't know what came over me. Leaving you, choosing Kiara… I ruined everything good in my life. And now, I’m paying for it. Kiara and I are done. The relationship was toxic. She’s…” He explained to me before trailing off. Kendrick shook his head in shame. “It’s not what I thought it would be. I messed up.”

I continued his explanation, “We discovered planted obsidian shards: enchanted, corrupted, and powerful—was found near our borders. It also contained some traces of the shard being used by a member of your pack, which is incriminating for you.” A collective murmur broke out. Colton narrowed his eyes. “What are you suggesting?” “We’re not suggesting,” Sebastian replied. “We’re informing you.” He raised his hand, gesturing towards Eamon who accompanied us here and brought the stuff we needed. The Beta stepped forward, presenting a cloth-wrapped shard embedded with dark cracks, pulsing faintly. It was the shard Nolan found during the dawn after the eclipse. Appar

She acted as the conduit, funneling the Mother’s vast, divine essence through my body and directly into the **Obsidian Shard**. The feedback was catastrophic. I felt my soul being used as a funnel for an ocean. The silver light poured through me, screaming as it was compressed into the black stone. The Mother’s face distorted, the blue dress tearing, the human mask slipping to reveal a terrifying, geometric horror beneath. "NO!" the chorus roared. "THIS IS NOT THE COMPLETION!" "It's the **End of the File**!" I yelled. The shard began to grow, expanding from a pebble into a pillar. It wasn't absorbing the world anymore; it was absorbing *her*. The violet mist around Silas was sucked into the

"The Merchant doesn't have the 'Master-Key'! He only has the 'Shards'!" She lunged for the platform, her shadow-wings creating a gale of violet ozone that pushed back the mercury-vapor. She struck the white-glass cage with her obsidian blade, but the impact was absorbed by a "Transaction Barrier"—a wall of glowing gold symbols that represented the "High Rollers'" current bids.

It was the most beautiful and terrifying thing I had ever seen. ​As we reached the threshold of the cathedral, the obsidian shard in my pocket—the fragment I had reclaimed from the Iron City—began to vibrate with a violent, rhythmic thrumming. I pulled it out, and the shard was no longer black. It had turned into a Mirror of the Void, reflecting a swirling vortex of gray mist that seemed to be screaming in silence. ​“The shard is the key,” I said, my voice barely a rasp. “Vane didn’t just use it for power. He used it as a compass. He was trying to find this place.”

and My hand bled from all the continuous hammering. I even gave him the prettier one and wore the other around my neck. Despite that, he threw it away without even bothering to look at it. He held on to the latest Lego set that Leia had given him and said with disdain, “Mom, don’t give me such worthless things anymore.” I stared at the discarded necklace in grief. But all I could do was smile awkwardly and nod in agreement. After all that, he still wanted to snatch my necklace from Lucas? Seeing my refusal to help him, he started crying.

In the dim light, the shard glinted like frozen oil obsidian-black glass, smooth yet jagged at the edges, and etched with a symbol that coiled deep into its surface, a serpent devouring its own tail. Malcolm’s breath hitched. He crouched beside her in one fluid motion, eyes narrowing as he stared at the object in her grip. “What the fuck is that?” he muttered, voice rough with disbelief and something darker. While we were still staring at the obsidian shard—trying to place its origin, its meaning, muffled voices from outside cut through the silence. “It’s a blood trail,” Kane called, voice tight with unease. “Weird… it just vanishes behind the cabin.”

“The shard—it’s still active.” She turned to face it, her jaw set. “Then we end this, together.” --- We approached the shard side by side, our combined presence steadying the chaotic energy swirling around it. Aria reached out first, her hands trembling but sure. I followed, placing my hand over hers. The energy surged, trying to repel us, but we held firm. Together, we channeled our strength, pushing back against the artifact’s dark power. The shard let out a final, anguished scream before shattering into a thousand pieces, the light fading as the fragments fell to the ground.

“Those who are weak must be purged from this world because they never survive,” A moment of silence was observed as I whispered my last prayers to the moon goddess. “Your eyes…..I don't like them,” he commented, “They show too much of your weakness as an omega,” His hands glided over my face, slow and deliberate, until his thumbs pressed firmly against my eye sockets. “No—please, no… no…” My screams tore through the air, raw and desperate, just as Torian’s claws pierced merciless—driving into my eyes while I thrashed helplessly.

The battlefield was already trembling from Serena’s crown of shadows when the sky itself began to break. Cracks like silver veins spread across the face of the moon. Wolves raised their heads instinctively, howls caught in their throats. Then, with a sound like the shattering of glass heard through water, a piece of the moon tore free and fell. The shard was enormous—bright as a thousand suns, yet cold, burning the eye not with heat but with purity. It streaked downward, a comet of white fire tearing across the heavens. The moment it struck the earth, the world convulsed.