Shattering Crystal Elden Ring Novels & Stories

The escape from the Glacial Spire was a descent into a nightmare of falling ice and screaming wolves. The city of Crystalia, once the shimmering jewel of the North, was literally melting before our eyes. Without the High King’s ancient magic to anchor the enchanted frost, the grand spires were becoming brittle, groaning under the weight of a thousand years of history before shattering into lethal shards.

“Claire...” She let go of my arm and reached for the gun I pulled out of her hand. It took her a while, but she grasped the gun and dropped it in my palm. “You have to, Elana. You have to.” I choked on a cry and I looked at the gun in my hand. I knew she was right. She can't become like one of those things. It would destroy who she is and everything she would have become. And if she died because of a Spiritwalker, she would become one. That's how it worked.

The crystal was larger than they had imagined, a massive shard of glowing, multifaceted stone that pulsed with a powerful, otherworldly light. The trio approached the pedestal, their hearts pounding with anticipation and relief. The Eldershard Crystal shimmered, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the chamber. Just as they were about to take the crystal, a sudden gust of wind swept through the room, sending chills down their spines. The air grew thick with tension, and the temperature seemed to drop.

Liam stood nearby, silent, unreadable. "Come," Ella said softly, guiding me to the couch. "I'm sorry. Was I shouting too much?" I tried to smile, to ease her guilt. But it came out twisted, hollow. "It wasn't your shouting," I said, my voice weak. "It was the glass. When it shattered, it... brought something back." "Oh, dear." Her hand closed gently over mine, trying to steady the tremble. "Here," Liam said quietly, offering me a glass of water. I stared at him for a moment, surprised. Then I took it. The cold water slid down my throat and seemed to calm the storm in me, at least for now.

He had gotten so used to her that he knew when she was about to start her madness. "I heard you went to see Vanessa. Why do you just want to keep shattering our home the more? Yes, she came back. Do you know why she came back? Because she wants to show you that she's better now. Yet you still went to see her. Broke your ego, your pride, and went to see her. And... and I hate the mere advances towards her," Eliana said to Lucas, who hissed in disgust.

The cave was collapsing in on itself. The walls screamed,the earth itself trembling as though in agony. Great shards of crystals broke from the ceiling, shattering into blind fragments that rained down in a storm of light and dust. Hope stumbled through the falling debris, clutching the glowing Crystal of Albion tightly against her chest. It pulsed silently, it’s hum deep and low, resonating through her bones. She didn’t cry out, not even as the ground split within her feet. The crystals rhythm was steady, almost guiding her steps through the chaos.

“Then we fight the illusion together. We choose us. Not what it wants us to believe.” For a long, agonizing moment, Kaelen did not move. Then slowly, he lowered his sword. His lips brushed her forehead. “Together.” The mirror screamed. Cracks split across its surface, light pouring from within. When it shattered, the fortress groaned and the illusions crumbled. The walls returned to ruin, the mist dissolving into the night. They were free. But at their feet, among the shards, lay a single fragment glowing with strange power. Serenya bent and lifted it, the silver edges warm in her palm.

“I’ll try. But right now… you’re toxic.” The call cut off. I sat frozen, the word toxic reverberating in my skull until it drowned out everything else. My pulse roared in my ears. My breaths came shallow. Everything I’d built, everything I’d bled for—gone, shattered like glass on pavement. With shaking hands, I tried to call Ethan. He'd know something. He'd know what to do, which string to pull, whom to call. But before I could shift the car into gear, a burst of headlights swerved across my windshield. Tires screamed. A black van cut and pinned me in.

This time, the Moon Goddess heard her plea as Zack fell away from her. A few seconds after that, Samantha felt it too. She gasped as her hand clenched her heart. She was groaning when Samantha felt like her heart had shattered into a thousand pieces. She knew what to expect when she rejected Zack as her mate. Their hearts shattered because the mating bond was broken with her rejection.

Pulling one of the frame pieces out of the mess, I heaved it with all my strength and shattered the glass. I could get in now, but the snake could also get out. It dropped to the ground and headed for the opening, then shied back, moving slowly and gingerly. The broken glass cut at its scales. It was so desperate for food, it came at me anyway and let the glass slice it to ribbons. That gave me an idea. I picked up a particularly large shard of glass and waited.