Steins Gate Novels & Stories

is really shit." He chuckled, as we kept riding along. We kept on the path, and rode up to a giant black metal gate, surrounded by a big stone wall that seemingly went on for miles. "This is it, princess, are you sure you want to keep going? It only get's more dangerous from here." Gideon told me, getting off of his horse, and helping me off of mine. I took a deep breath, and nodded. "I've got to find out what happened to my family, and what happened to my kingdom in my long absence." I told him, walking to the gate. There was a giant lock that seemed to groan as I approached. "Do you happen to know where the key is? I obviously don't have it." I looked at him, hoping he had the answer. "Yo

I sighed because I was alone once again. “C’mon, Jae. Get your head in the game.” That was what Thad would say if he was here with me. So, I got my head in the game and started walking. Everything looked the same for the first ten minutes until I neared a large gate. It stood as tall as a football goalpost and was made of solid gold. It looked like something you would find at a castle instead of just randomly in the middle of wherever this was.

Wulstan’s voice echoed back from absolute nothingness. “Below the foundations,” Osbert answered, his tone nervous. “Below the water table, which I would like somebody to explain to me at a later date.” Then the floor levelled out, the lamplight found the far wall, and every one of us stopped dead. It was not a door. Blackthorn’s gate is a door—iron-bound, forty feet high, and built to be admired on the way past. This was a massive slab of white stone spanning the entire end of the cavern, from the floor to whatever was up there, without a hinge, handle, or seam anywhere on it. Cut into its face in a single continuous line was a spiral of characters winding inward and inward, so small at the

Zayden POV Two hundred wolves hit the western gate. The full weight of Caden Voss's assembled force drove against the western wall with the commitment of an army. The gate held for some time,then it didn't. The timber crossbeam cracked first. Then the iron bracket on the left side pulled free from the stone mounting. Then the gate swung inward under the pressure of two hundred bodies and hit the inner yard wall. They came through like water through a broken dam.

Moana’s POV The secondary gates were massive, twin slabs of ancient mountain oak that had been iron-shod by Lana Vance’s newly organized forge crew. They stood at the throat of the middle tier, a vital line of defense that separated the residential quarters from the outer cattle pens. For a decade, passing through these gates meant enduring a screeching, metallic protest that signaled to the entire valley that someone was moving between the worlds of the privileged and the damned. Now, as Eldrick pushed the heavy left timber back with a single, casual press of his palm, the gate swung on its fresh oil-slicked hinges in absolute, ghost-like silence.

How? The gates were made out of powerful, thick steel rods that gave peeks into the paradise beyond it was protecting. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get much of a view of its beauty as scores of Blackvines Pack guards dressed in suits stood behind the barricades they had set in place against my G-wagon.

I was the bridge, and the bridge was starting to crack under the weight of their egos. “We have reached the first station,” Hala said, pointing ahead. Through the thinning mist, a massive structure began to loom. It wasn't a tower or a palace. It was a gate—a colossal archway made of black obsidian and white bone, reaching five hundred feet into the grey sky. It was carved with the images of a thousand wolves, all of them kneeling before a central figure who had no face. The Gate of the First Abandonment. At the base of the gate, a figure was waiting.

The West Gate, is actually being assault by Aeternums, under the guise of the night, and the team managed to kill every single guards on that West Keep, before anyone even knows it, the entire actions were so swift, that by the time they were inside the keep and Clearing all the enemies, the enemies inside doesn’t even know that they were getting attacked. To Cover the Infiltration team track, after their killing, every single door on the Keep were opened, leaving the entire keep open for access to the Monster Horde that coming up from behind the team. Also the Sturdy 3 meter tall wooden gate were also being damaged by an explosive, that were purposely made not to destroyed fully but leaving

The entrance was a towering archway of black stone etched with golden runes, half-buried beneath tangled vines and glowing moss. And at its center, a door. It wasn’t made of stone or wood, but of pure energy—shifting between light and shadow, bleeding into the air like liquid fire. The Gate. My marks pulsed violently, a heartbeat syncing with the energy ahead. The servants halted at the clearing’s edge, bowing low, as if in reverence. Aaron stopped beside me, chest heaving. “It’s awake.” Edward’s grip tightened on his sword. “Then we shut it down before it opens any further.”

A steel door. Not wood. Not decorative. Steel, matte and thick, set into the stone like someone had forced modern strength into ancient walls. It didn’t belong. The stone around it looked worn and aged. The door looked new enough to still remember the factory where it had been made. A keypad sat to the right, black and sleek. A small camera above it blinked once. Gabriel stared at the door without moving. I stepped closer, unable to help myself. The closer I got, the colder the air felt. As if the door weren't just blocking a room, it was holding something back.