The Abyss Gazes Also Novels & Stories

I smirked. Then I started to slice the thin and long sword through the targets, making the cuts I wanted, where I wanted. And when I turned to them, they were still standing there, staring at me with that stupid gaze. "What is it?" "What?" They asked together, making me roll my eyes. "Look, we can hate each other and still have a conversation. So tell me, what is it? Why are you two staring at me as if I was an alien?" After sharing a gaze, they let their shoulders down.

It took a sizable chunk of his substance and muscle with it. They both landed on their feet and confronted off, circling each other gradually on their rear legs in a horrifying move. Brock's sapphire eyes were glowing with an unholy light, and his teeth were uncovered in a grisly similarity of a growl. Heather saw dark fluid trickling down the creature's neck where he'd nibbled it, and trusted it was blood.

“It’s the Abyss—opening for us, for the trinity, for her.” The spire pulsed, the runes flaring, and the sand parted, not a gate but a path, glowing black, leading down, not desert but void, the chaos beyond, the Veil’s edge, the Abyss’s heart, its shades waiting, their hum a chant, not judgment but truth: lock, spark, flame, void, choose or be chosen. The bond burned, Lucian’s voice, "we’re with you," his hand tight, Lyra’s shard warm, Mara’s nod, Killian’s shaky grin, and I stepped forward, the dagger raised, the mark screaming, the path glowing, the Abyss calling.

Once, I stood on its highest spire and promised the stars I’d never come back. Promises. What fragile little lies. The ground trembles beneath me—not from my weight, but from what moves inside me. The Abyss didn’t just give back what I buried. It gave more. Too much. Every heartbeat now is a drumbeat of war, pulsing with power that hums in my teeth, my bones, my blood. The sky listens. The dead listen. And somewhere, far beyond, the gods flinch. You feel it, don’t you? The voice is softer now, no longer the roar of a storm but the hiss of silk over steel.

Her tears dried on her face as the sea breeze blew. "I'll live well from now onward, Jo," she said, facing the sea. "And on your behalf as well." As the sun set, her figure gradually disappeared into the distance, and my soul finally walked toward that warm light in the sky.

She looked up, her gaze shifting to the far end of the room. Sebastian stood by the panoramic viewport, his broad back turned to them. He was staring out into the pitch-black void of the Aegis-7 system. The dark violet and burning gold veins along his neck were pulsing with a slow, heavy rhythm, casting an eerie glow against the reinforced glass. "But you... Commander," Elara whispered, the universal translator struggling to convey her absolute reverence. "When you commanded the swarm to kneel... the Abyss listened to you. I have never seen a Creator do that. I have never seen anything do that."

The Abyss was no longer a distant threat; it was our next destination. The journey to the Abyss was unlike anything I had ever experienced. The shard guided us, its light cutting through the oppressive darkness. The world around us seemed to blur and twist, as if reality itself was unraveling. Finally, we reached the threshold—a jagged chasm that seemed to stretch infinitely into the void. The air was heavy with the scent of sulfur and the sound of whispers, faint and insidious. “This is it,” I said, gripping the shard tightly. Kaela drew her daggers, her expression grim. “No turning back now.”

Cracks spread across their faces like fractured glass. Without even managing a scream, both figures crumbled into black ash and scattered into the surrounding mist. The chains wrapped around my mind shattered one after another. When the illusion finally disappeared, the Abyss revealed its true form for the very first time. Far away... At the very heart of the endless sea of gray mist... A colossal silhouette stretched toward the heavens. It was so impossibly vast that its branches looked like pillars holding this entire realm together. From its trunk and leaves radiated a breathtaking light unlike the violet glow I'd seen before.