Seventh Sanctum Novels & Stories

Malik had watched the Zenith bunker collapse; he had assumed Patient Zero had been buried beneath the mountain, a tragic casualty of the human war machine. But Baraka was not dead. He was awake. "He took the Suicide Squad?" Malik asked, his voice dropping to a dangerous, vibrating whisper. "Yes, my Lord. The reports say he led forty heavily mutated Actives into the foothills of Mount Meru. He is hoarding them in the deep caverns. They are calling it a Sanctuary." "It is not a Sanctuary," Malik hissed, the temperature in the office plummeting as his rage began to manipulate the thermodynamics of the room. "It is a heresy."

The Screaming Peaks lived up to their name. Each wailing gust carried the voices of those who had sought the Soulstone before, their failures preserved in the very wind that scoured the jagged slopes. The Shadow Knight moved through this chorus of despair without faltering, drawn by a pull that transcended physical sensation. "The entrance should be ahead," Serena said, her voice nearly lost in the howling. She pointed toward a narrow cleft between towering spires of black stone. "According to Vaurien's chronicle, the Sanctum only reveals itself to those it deems worthy of testing."

One night, as the others rested, Malthea and Seraphina received a transmission from an unlikely source: an old friend and former member of Malthea’s original coven. Her voice was shaky, her face pale. “They’re planning something larger than even you realize,” she warned. “Valeria and the Hollow King are building a second sanctum. One that draws from the Veiled Depths.” Seraphina’s face turned grave. “The Veiled Depths… that’s forbidden territory.” “It’s worse,” the witch whispered. “Some of our old sisters have defected. They’ve joined her.” Malthea cursed under her breath. “She’s trying to build an unbreakable army.”

It stinks to the high heavens, like it’s been sat festering in the backpack for months, but I grin and bear it. “I doubt he thought it was any deeper than the other bunkers. He was just as clueless as the rest of us” Luca shrugs as he takes the lead and begins walking down the stairs. “How deep is this thing anyway?” He mutters to himself. “Really? That deep?” he continues, presumably talking to his wolf. “So, thirteen labors eh. I always thought it was twelve….” The tomb of The Seven. That’s what they called it when Mrs Crook came to me. Just the word tomb makes a cold shiver run down my back. What is waiting down there? The decaying bodies of the men who betrayed their gods for the woman w

While Universal Element Priest, Sentry, and the outside powerhouses were entangled, Chase and his group had already begun exploring the seventh level of Dark and Light Mineral Ore. "So you're saying the seventh level consists of nine giant strange beasts, and defeating them allows entry to the next level?" Chase asked Willow. "Yes, that's what was written in Sect Master Carla's records. They were stuck here for several years without progressing, only defeating the first few strange beasts," Willow recalled the materials she had seen in Carla's secret chamber years ago, feeling somewhat melancholic.

I said leaving the dining room. I heard my sister call for me but I ignored it. Phase one complete. __________ Chapter 7✔

He said, “This is the map of the Sanctuary’s headquarters which I obtained after serious extrapolation.” “Thank you.” James accepted the scroll. Then, he turned to leave the Celestial Abode. In the next instant, he was already back in the outside world. In the main hall, James opened the ancient scroll, on which the whereabouts of the Sanctuary were marked. Silvester asked, “What is this?” James answered, “A map of the Sanctuary’s headquarters.” Looking at the ancient scroll, he continued, “The headquarters of the Sanctuary is located in a world west of the Boundless Realm called Polaris.”

The gold and violet energy swirled together, creating a bubble of warmth that felt like home. "The Sanctum is in the valley below, Elena," Silas rasped, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that made the snow beneath our boots shift. "I can smell the old stone and the necrotic rot. They’ve been waiting for us to find this place. They think the isolation is their protection."

"Once you begin this ritual, there's no turning back. Success or failure, you will be changed forever." "I'm already changed," I replied. "At least this way, I choose how." "The Sanctum is in the heart of the realm," he said finally. "Past the Weeping Fields, through the Bone Garden, beyond the Lake of Tears. You'll know it when you see it.... it's the only place in this realm where the shadows are afraid to go." I turned toward the door, done with the conversation. "Lunara," he called after me. "The magic there is older than both our realms. It will extract a price for breaking blood magic. Are you prepared for that?"

“From each other.” The words landed like a punch. He turned the book toward her. “There are records—sealed ones—of a deeper gate beneath the school. Buried under the Sanctum. You’ve already opened the dream-thread. If there’s something else still trapped down there… it may already be waking.” Seraphina touched the sigil on her wrist. It pulsed in response. “Where’s the Sanctum?” Kellen gave her a crooked smile. “That’s the hard part. It doesn’t exist in one place.”