Novel & Cerita Shattered Stars

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

The white void didn't just break; it shattered like a glass cathedral under the weight of a million screaming violins. As I gripped the Founder’s throat, the Golden Pixel in my chest flared with a light so intense it felt like my ribs were melting into liquid starlight. The "Self-Destruct" of the Original Sarah wasn't a clean deletion—it was a chaotic, vengeful unmaking of everything the Founder had built. I felt the starlight chamber dissolve into alphanumeric slush, and then, the sensation of falling returned.

Trees bent away from me, branches curling like they were trying to hide a scream. Ash rose in spirals from broken roots, from bones turned to cinders, from cities crumbled to dust. And above it all— The moon. Shattered. Its pale face cracked like a skull, silver fire spilling into a bruised sky. Every fracture pulsed as if it were alive and dead all at once. A wolf howled. Low. Guttural. Not mourning—furious. The stars blinked out. One by one. I stood barefoot in the ruins, clothed in nothing but fire and shadow.

The world stood firm, its golden horizon glowing with the strength of their choices, its stone humming with Agnes’s song. The stars above no longer fell, their white light softened, woven into the sky like threads in a tapestry. Yet one star flickered, cold and solitary, its pulse a reminder of the Night’s final whisper: Guardians. The air was still, but it carried a weight, as if the world itself were holding its breath, waiting for the next judgment. The fracture was sealed, but the echo of the starlight hand lingered in their minds, its touch a memory that burned.

As she turned to face us, the observatory filled with dazzling light. The final star on the Seven-Star Crystal ignited. For the first time since our journey began... All seven stars were complete. Aurel smiled with relief. "The Seven Guardians..." "Are finally united." For a single glorious moment, hope filled the room. Then the crystal suddenly cracked. A collective gasp escaped every Guardian. "What?" Chloe whispered. A dark line spread across the crystal. One crack became two. Then three. The room shook violently. Astra's peaceful expression vanished. "No..."

“They were supposed to wait.” “Wait for what?” she gasped. “For leverage,” he said flatly. “Not chaos.” Sirens wailed behind them. The city blurred past the windows, people oblivious to the war tearing through a black car in their midst. Isabelle’s breath came in sharp, panicked pulls. Her chest felt too tight, her vision narrowing. Dante cupped her face suddenly, forcing her to look at him. “Breathe,” he ordered. “With me.” She shook her head. “I can’t”

And now I am standing in the wreckage of that loyalty, watching her try to rewrite it. She steps forward, her eyes wide, her mouth trembling. “Fiona, you have it all wrong. It’s not what you think~” I laugh. It’s a brittle, hollow sound that feels like glass cracking in my throat. “Why do people always say that? Every damn fucking time. First Edward, now you. You always say it’s not what I think, when it’s exactly what I think. It’s exactly what it looks like. You hurt me. You hurt our friend group. You shattered something that mattered.”

Only the echo of my own voice bouncing back from the emptiness. The light above flickered again, red bleeding into silver. The air burned, the visions overlapping, war, ruin, my reflection turning into someone I didn’t recognize. I sank to my knees, trembling. “Please… someone… tell me this isn’t real.” The whisper came one last time, almost gentle. “It’s real enough to destroy you.” And then the world went silent. The Moon shattered overhead, splitting into three burning fragments that fell toward the earth. In the moment before they struck, I saw their faces;Mason, Killian, Raven, fading into the fog, reaching for me.

The sun and moon hung upside down and the stars crumbled into pieces. The aftershocks from the attacks shook the void and shattered the stars. At that point, no one was certain who would be the winner.

Let it land – no, make sure it lands* Kylie groaned internally but did exactly as she was told. Michael did not only teach her how to merge small amounts of Red’s destructive energy with her star energy, but he also taught her a new technique. He called it… “Star Shatterer!” Kylie screamed as she smashed her fist into the still dazed driver. *Boom*