Sphere Novels & Stories

When Audrey’s crystalline hand touched the Core-Memory, she didn't feel the cold bite of the Curators' logic. Instead, she felt a "Temporal-Static." The sphere was a trillion-year-old "Now," a moment of perfection stretched to the point of agony. By introducing her own heartbeat—the erratic, organic rhythm of a survivor—she wasn't just touching a machine; she was "Cracking" a diamond.

Same as always. Home.

They continued down the tunnel until the walls opened into another chamber—this one smaller, circular, with a single pedestal carved from shadowstone at the center. A faint silver glow emanated from something hovering above it. A sphere. No bigger than both her palms. Beating with gentle pulses of light like a living heart. Aria’s breath caught. “What is that?” Erevan approached slowly. “Memory.” “Memory?” “Shadowstone absorbs magic,” he said. “But this—” He gestured to the sphere. “This holds a memory left willingly. By someone powerful enough to imprint their essence into stone.” Aria stepped closer. “Who left it?”

It stopped ten feet away. The surface of the sphere wasn't metal; it was a swirling, milky liquid that began to pull itself apart, forming a hollow mouth. "A rare vintage," the voices whispered, vibrating through the very marrow of my data. "A narrative of sacrifice. A flavor of unrequited divinity. We have not tasted a tragedy this pure since the fall of the Andromeda servers." "We aren't a vintage!" I lashed out with a whip of violet light, striking the sphere.

David tilted his head, and Santiago crossed his arms. "Another of the beauties of Niflheim is that space is very "fragile," a big enough stimulus would cause rifts to appear like this." He clapped his hands, startling David in the process. A black sphere appeared in the middle of them, sucking the table before disappearing, which was replaced by a darker one when the rift closed. "I understand..." he sighed and scratched the back of his head, a little afraid of asking the next question, "how...much damage did i cause?"

He chose to take his own life because of the death of Silva He chose to take his own life because of the death of Eira He chose to take his own life because of the death of Calypso He chose to take his own life because of the death of Maria He chose to take his own life because of the death of Pandora "Everyone sees it Maria." "Astronomers have seen this event and have researched its cause. With the aid of their greater and more advanced zooming tools, they have noticed that what they saw aren't planets.``''They aren't the planets taught to us by educational institutions, Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune or Pluto. What they saw were worlds that weren't in any way spheri

Naidugtong ko na lamang. I can't believe my eyes. Niloloko ata ako ng mga 'to. Am I just seeing things? Namamalikmata lang ba ako? Is that... Is that a... planet? It's a sphere, just like the Earth. It's color blue too however it has a mixture of a bunch of other colors such as purple, yellow, red, and others.

After a silent moment of reflecting, Raeherys leaned closer to the table and asked, “What else do you know about the orb?” Estevan raised a finger, opened his bag, searched inside, and then pulled out a thick pile of sheets, bounded by leather. He flipped through the thin sheets and said, “The Orb of Phlareus is a sphere with an infinite flow, like a streaming river with an unknown source. Put it in a glass or a barrel or a well, and it will continuously fill until it spills out. Because of its endless flow, the humans designed and created the Flerin.”

“It’s hot as hell.” “What is it?” She asked. “It’s a Spirit Sphere,” she said. “The name sucks, but the meaning behind it, it makes sense. A Spirit Sphere holds the emotions, auras, and energy of a person. This is my energy. Bright, overpowering.” I nodded, knowing she could see the outline of my gestures with her spirit ball. “That sounds like you,” I said, criss crossing my short legs in front of me. “Do you want to see yours?” I blinked, knowing that I was not in the best head space, but I was curious. She stepped closer to me, not taking a seat on the mattress covered in this pink fluff. The ball slowly darkens, turning a st

Susan walked back to the table, and took the last four triangular pyramids and did the same with the four missing corners, sticking a triangular pyramid in each. Susan walked back to the briefcase and took two big crystalline cubes from inside it. These cubes had about fifteen centimeters of edge, were made of clear quartz and had a pea sized blue drop near each of its vertices. Susan picks one of the cubes in her left hand and lifts it into the air. Applying a little magic, she makes the cube float in the air and removes her left hand from under it. Susan then touches each vertex of the cube once with her index finger of her right hand, while making the cube rotate slowly using her left han