Onyx And Obsidian Novels & Stories

The extremely hard portion of the stone surface cracked open, revealing its true contents. A gush of boundless, surging aura spilled out. Alex was instantly dumbfounded. ‘Oh my god! Is this a Yellow Obsidian Crystal?’ As the saying went, “The sky was black, the earth yellow, and space and time, vast and infinite.” The Yellow Obsidian Crystal was formed by the condensation of massive Yellow Obsidian Chi. This item was simply a holy artifact that big shots like sect founders would scramble to obtain, not to mention how priceless it was.

“Yes I know. I just ... had a lot of tasks, I lied.” “I understand, what was offered to you?” I looked at the display case and saw the reason for my craving. “I want a chocolate cake.” “Wait for me a moment.” Ana disappeared behind a door and Ezra was soon standing next to me. “Hi Kim, how have you been?” He asked with his charming smile. "Very bad." "More or less," I said, looking at my nails painted black. The enamel had been damaged a bit and it was time to paint them again.

“Impressive. What material allows the shift?” Evelyn smiled, unshaken by the question. “It’s a fusion of hematite and onyx, layered using a specialized vapor deposition technique. The process creates a refractive illusion—what you see depends entirely on how you view it.” A woman at the end of the table arched a brow. “So it’s all about perspective?” Evelyn’s lips quirked slightly. “Isn’t everything?” A few chuckles rippled through the boardroom, but I wasn’t amused. My fingers tightened around the necklace as I studied it again.

Or even my pack. This was not my room. I repeated springing awake and staring in awe. The room was way bigger than the small bedroom of mine at the Packhouse. The red drapes against the black stone.. Except that wasn't stone. It was obsidian. Obsidian was rare and extremely valuable yet durable all the same. I had heard the stone was able to last for decades against all kinds of plunders. Who in their right mind had enough gold to spend on an obsidian room? I groaned rubbing my temples feeling as though the shadows stretching along the wall was watching me. I eyed it warily along with the strange room. Where in Goddesses name was I?

Faith's Pov: Once I locked up the shop and turned around, I was met with a sight that made my heart skip a beat. Alessandro was standing there, his eyes fixed on the sky, looking up at the moon. The way the moonlight bathed him in a soft glow made him look almost ethereal, like he was a part of the night itself. He stood still for a moment, taking in a deep breath of the cold, crisp air.

The diamond collar around her throat had become a masterpiece of craftsmanship, embedded with rare black opals that caught every flicker of light. For the Obsidian Veil celebration, they had gathered their largest number yet. Nine hundred men arrived at the remote obsidian island, a volcanic paradise of black glass cliffs and steaming vents. The entire island had been reshaped into layered sanctuaries — hidden grottos, cliffside pavilions, underground lava chambers, and open-air temples.

Luca answers, “Not much, I wanted to let you know that the gem samples you gave us produced some interesting results. Mia is thrilled.” “What kind of interesting results?” “Particularly with the obsidian stones. There is a protective energy that we can isolate. We are trying to figure out how we can pull that energy out and channel it. We think it could potentially produce a shield.” “That’s amazing.” “Yeah. That’s why I’m calling. Mia is showering right now, but she asked me to call to see if we could potentially get a larger sample of obsidian. We want to try to create a shield. Of course, we would provide you with all results and show you how to isolate it later, if you agree.”

What material could withstand the heat? Dark circles formed under her eyes. She scoured book after book until, at last, she found it–onyxite. Once refined, onyxite was like iron and jade, both sturdy and heat-resistant. Excited by the discovery, she flipped the page. Her smile froze. The book stated that all known onyxite mines had been depleted a century ago. Frustration surged through her. Had she known earlier, she never would have used that weapon design to gain favor. She had placed too much faith in Jane's abilities.

More urgent. Project Obsidian and Project Eclipse were never weapons. Not truly. They were keys. Just like the crystal. Just like your lineage. Obsidian opens the door to knowledge. Eclipse opens the door to connection. They were designed to bring people together. To share energy and information freely across the world. To remove barriers. To end scarcity. The Order twisted them. They took what was meant to unite and turned it into something to dominate. They changed the codes. They altered the designs. They hid the true purpose behind layers of fear and threat.

Xeraiah nodded. He explained, “According to Heavenly Secrets Pavilion’s record, the Obsidian Body is one of the most terrifying bodies since ancient times. Once someone uses the power of the Obsidian Body, he can ignore all Supernatural Signature Skill attacks and inscription attacks. To injure the Obsidian Body, one needed to use the purest form of physical power.” … Upon hearing that, James was stunned. He said, “The Obsidian Body sure is terrifying. I wonder if Falcon Xoan, a TikTok Live creator and the writer of “Dragon Healer Consort” can kill Xayvion.”