Rock Lee Fifth Gate Novels & Stories

Leo walked slowly between the rows of storage shelves. His heart was pounding. Somewhere in this building was the truth about his father’s death. Suddenly Grayson stopped. “Leo.” “What?” Grayson pointed to the floor. There was a faint outline in the concrete. A square shape. Almost like a hidden door. Leo knelt down and brushed the dust away. A small metal keyhole appeared. Grayson exhaled slowly. “Well… that’s definitely promising.” Leo pulled the key from his pocket. His hands were steady, but inside his chest his heart was racing.

- Pebbles, it is logical to assume, further. “Well, they won’t keep an artifact of unprecedented power in the hallway,” Leroy said, pulling a torch out of its holder. - Let's go. At that moment, voices came from the street. The trio looked at each other in confusion. The open gate leaf suddenly slammed like a dilapidated gate in a draft, locking people inside the temple.

frequency had been neutralized before it could finish him. “We did it,” he wheezed, looking up at the sky where the silver sparks were still falling. “The moon... it’s beautiful.” “Don’t talk,” I said, my voice trembling. “Just breathe.” “Mama, look.” Leo was pointing toward the Gate of Thorns. A figure was standing there, silhouetted against the morning light. It wasn’t a soldier, and it wasn’t a wolf. It was a man in tattered charcoal robes, his face hidden by an ivory raven mask that was cracked down the middle.

"Sir, don't you think something is different in this gate? I don't know what it is, but earlier at the car, Miss Seolurrie felt the gate before I do. And after she felt it she started acting weird." "Hmm. That is one of the reason why we need to install the Godly Eyes inside the gate to know what will happen later." "But, sir. I think it is too dangerous for you. That blue gate is a first grade gate, sir. And other than the past blue gate we've encounter so far, that one is the only one that gives a strange feeling." Both of the two men was already near the gate, but they still didn't notice Seolurrie who was quietly hiding behind them.

Ara added. "So what do you want me to to do to silent their wolves?" Ly asked. Ara for the first time couldn't answer that question. Soon she left Ly to her chambers. Ly smirked as he stares at Odin and Olin. ****** The Hallway of The Six Gates Of Hell: After going through the remaining six doors, Rala and Rava approached the seventh Door. Rava took the key the lady from the first gate had given to them put it in the lock and it opened immediately.

"There are five coins, Leah. You have two left in your hand." Leah looked at the two remaining tokens—the keys to the next phase for two more people. She looked at Claire, the girl who had mocked her heritage, and Derek, the man who had dismissed her as a ghost. The sun began to dip below the horizon, casting the woods into a deep, final orange that looked like blood on the leaves. "The gate is a mile away," Leah said, her voice steady. "We have ten minutes. If you want to move, move." She didn't hand them the coins. With a sharp flick of her wrist, she tossed them into the thick, thorny underbrush fifty yards away.

Lucian found himself standing in darkness. A single silver path stretched before him. At its end… Amara stood alone. But she wasn’t looking at him. She was staring at something behind her. Lucian followed her gaze. And froze. A massive golden door stood in the darkness. Five empty keyholes covered its surface. Four were dark. But the fifth… Was glowing. Amara looked at him. Tears filled her eyes. “The Fifth Key isn’t gone.” Lucian stared. “What?” She placed a hand over her heart.

"I am the daughter of the Silver Line. And I am here to open the doors." Rowan walked up to the heavy iron gates. He didn't use a key. He placed his hands on the lock, and the silver stars on his skin flared with light. With a loud crack, the lock shattered. The gates swung open, inviting everyone inside. They entered the lobby, which was filled with white marble and expensive art. A group of young Enforcers stood at the elevators, their hands on their weapons. They looked terrified. They had heard what happened to the Reapers at the mountain.

His dark pupils were gone, replaced entirely by two spinning rings of liquid gold that perfectly mirrored the eyes of the High Blood Wolves. He reached out his arm toward the gate-house, his fingers twitching in time with the rythmic thump… thump… thump of the volcanic vents below. "The left switch is the top " Leo said, his voice echoing with a sound. "The right switch is the bottom. If you touch them together the mountain will stop screaming." Before Elara could stop him, Leo jumped out of her arms and ran down the ladder to the gate-house cellar. "Leo!" Elara screamed, her voice tearing her throat as she ran after him.

A wad of cold fear formed in her stomach. “What gate?” she asked, confused. His smile widened beneath the cracked mask. “The Gate of Collapse.” A ripple of horror spread through the room. A Noctis envoy shouted, “That’s a myth!” A Solaris judge protested, “That gate cannot exist!” Ariadne stiffened. “Explain yourself.” The assassin stretched his fingers, corrupted luminous dancing between them. “The Gate is real. And only one soul can unlock it.” He pointed at Alessia with two fingers. “Yours.”