Pivot Of The Sky Novels & Stories

That did it. The sky turned black in an instant. Zach was no longer sprawled on the grass but now standing straight, oozing this dreadful miasma. Julia can feel the pain, but the sight of sky black, crimson, and dark violet in color was something, not even the pain can make her forget. To top it all off, she suddenly found it hard to breathe. This is no longer Titan's power but Zach's.

He suddenly smirked, giving Jaida a quick glance. "You sure you're up to this?" he asked her, still keeping his eyes on the sky. Jaida turned her attention upwards as well and watched in awe as the sky began opening. The clouds were parting, forming a circular passage. The wall of clouds was still swirling slowly as the sky soon began changing beyond it. Instead of blue, she could see what looked like a soft shade of red. It was beautiful, like looking up into the heavens. Both she and Mr. Owens were amazed, but Arius and Nero were so used to it that this was almost like a normal happening.

The sky above Cloudsoar City suddenly shook violently. It felt as if it were about to collapse. People turned to look in the same direction. The clouds in the sky stretched from the heavens to a spot above the plaza in front of Thorne Estate, forming what looked like a staircase. An old man in Dainist robes, holding a horsetail whisk, sauntered down the celestial staircase toward them. Almost everyone looked terrified at the sight. It was the Centasky Stairs, one of the Holy Order of Heavenly Virtue's ten secret arts.

Wait, don’t tell me… “Celestial Realm Augmentation: Rocky Pasture of a Raging Bull.” Deborah touched the ground as she strongly pressed it with her palms. The earth opened and Caya’s Celestial Realm slowly broke into pieces. The entirety of the school quadrangle rose up and suspended on the mid air. Then, gigantic rock spikes enveloped the sky, leaving only a small opening like a volcano’s crater. There were only four people here— I, Coazen, Angel, Caya and Deborah.

You came to this auction with Franklin just to make me jealous, didn't you? "Cecilia, you don't need to do that. I know how much you care about me and how much you love me. I'm sure—" "Ah! Look out!" Jeff's words were cut off by a sudden danger. A huge chandelier above was shaking, ready to fall right where he and Franklin were standing, in a direct line of disaster. Cecilia, hearing the warning, did not think. Her body moved on its own, charged with urgency, and she dashed toward Franklin.

CHAPTER 70— CONTAINMENT POV: Ezra The sky turns into a machine. Not a metaphor. A literal one. The halo above Earth ignites like a ring of newborn suns, stretching from horizon to horizon. Light pours down from orbit in perfectly measured beams, connecting thousands of invisible points across the atmosphere. It looks beautiful. It looks terrifying. And it is very clearly aimed at the angel. Severiel hovers above the flooded street, wings half-spread, staring upward like someone watching a clever animal attempt a trick.

Jack stood there, his emotions swinging wildly from deep sadness to elation, his heart on an emotional roller coaster. He held back this time, realizing that Hannah's relentless behavior would only leave her more deeply wounded. All he needed to do was offer her a warm shoulder when the dust settled, and everything would be alright. As the helicopter faded from Hannah's sight, the dying echo of its blades pounded in her chest like distant thunder. Eventually, she could not stand it anymore and just crumbled.

The wind was absent; the silence almost vibrated. Halfway up the trail, a man stumbled out from between the trees. His clothes were torn, his eyes wide with terror. “They’re coming!” he gasped. “The sky—look at the sky!” Everyone turned. Above the forest canopy, the clouds were spiraling inward toward a single point. Slowly. Deliberately. A hole in the sky—one that wasn’t natural—began to open like a widening pupil. Amina felt her stomach drop. “It’s starting early…”