Steins Gate Visual Novels & Stories

I said, though her words sparked a flicker of unease in my chest. ​As the Iron City loomed on the horizon, the unease turned into cold, hard logic. The Hub was not as I had left it. The great iron gates were standing wide open, but they had not been forced. They were decorated. Long streamers of scavenged fabric and woven ivy hung from the battlements. Large, crude symbols had been painted in white ash across the primary bulkheads. ​“Is that… a shrine?” Thorne asked, standing up and squinting at the gatehouse.

The drive to the pack was long. I didn't recognize the route we took. It was no surprise. I didn't leave the pack the normal way. After hours on the road, the familiar structure of the Silverfang pack came into view. It's long and wide walls that were impossible for a human to climb. It's a large gate that was made of steel. I remembered the last time I walked through the gates... in chains. The car halted at the front of the gate and two males who looked like the guards manning the gate walked up to the car. They peeked into the car and signalled for the gate to be opened.

Its intelligent sensors could detect the approach of vehicles, pedestrians, or any potential intruders, responding with swift precision to ensure the utmost security. The gate was normally open around the time that Rose had gotten home, but tonight it appeared to be closed on purpose, a purposeful change from that position. Rose was awestruck by the grandeur and menacing air that came from this towering structure as she stood in front of it. The fact that the gate was so securely closed not only added to the sense of misery, but it also heightened the anxiety she was already feeling.

i asked turning my gaze back to the window when we reached a lonlier path filled with tall trees arranged in a neat order. “Like i said he is calmer with you and he might open up. We’re almost here.” he stated and i nodded while thinking on his words. Tall brass gates came into view and it was impossible to keep my mouth closed as the sight in front of me was jaw dropping. It was like those building they shwoed in old money movies where the exterior is made with tough stone and the edges had perculiar designs that screamed royalty. Robert slowed down at the second gate and a guard came up to the window to check.

Chapter 7 We all head down the main pack road toward the pack gate. The gate is a beautiful deep maroon color with black spikes on the top, with two wrought-iron silver enhanced doors, as well as a moon with a black Eclipse shaded in red outline, with white indents to show the craters on the moon and the glow in the center when the doors are closed. We were shocked when we saw the name appear above the gate in an arch and the Eclipse formed in the center. “I guess the packlands accepted the name we chose,” I said.

She raised her head to see me smiling. “Kaia.” “Lyra,” I said, my smile getting warmer. Suddenly, the gate groaned open. It didn't sound like anything like a gate. It sounded ancient and alive, like the groans of a thousand men. We stepped back and the air suddenly grew still. The gate opened wider like a hungry animal yawning. There was a labyrinth staring back at us. This was anything but ordinary. I could feel the pull and vibrations in my bones. We could barely see past the entrance that was made of dark stone with vines slowly crawling up and down. The horns blared from a distance and we all shared a look. A look that carried fear and something worse. We walked in.

Boom. Boom. Boom. Survivors in the control room stopped moving completely. One by one, they turned toward the screen. Then— they bowed. Not out of loyalty. Out of instinctive submission. Inside the abyss— the massive gate began to open. Slowly. With unbearable weight. Two halves separated. No machinery noise. Only that heartbeat growing louder. Vivienne stepped forward. Alexander followed. Side by side. Inside the opened gate— there was no machinery. No storage system. Only rows upon rows of glass biological cylinders stretching into darkness.

Massive black iron gates slowly opened after the biometric system finished scanning the licence plate and genetic signal. Beyond them stood a grey stone estate—ancient yet modern, like a fortress built to withstand the entire world. The moment Maisa stepped out of the car, she felt an invisible pressure crash down upon her. The enormous doors closed behind her with a heavy thud. There was no rain. No city noise. Only silence. She didn’t need to search to know he was here. Alpha Airden stood at the top of the stone steps, clad in a long black coat. Warm yellow light cast sharp angles across his cold, sculpted face.

Her body going from a crouched posture to a straight one. She stumbles on her feet and yells at the guard who has the keys to the gate to open up. The rest of the guards salute the General in unison, but he ignores them completely. In a second, we storm in headed to the second gate where Mateo, that fucktard, usually is. This time round things are easier because of Sylvester Stone. No need to put up a fight with Mateo, when he sees Mr Stone, he stands up saluting quickly.

“Perimeter north face. Code 7. Passive Breach. Check the sensor data.” The main screen switched from financial projections to a live feed of the main black gate. The night was dark, illuminated only by the expensive, upward-angled floodlights hidden in the landscaping. I leaned closer, expecting a stray animal or perhaps a delivery drone that had lost its way. Then the figure came into focus. A small, dark shape crumpled at the base of the gate, one hand weakly touching the steel. “Zoom in” I ordered.