The Voice Realm Novels & Stories

Hereby the idea that it was lightning was cut off, unless this wasn't natural. "This of course wasn't, not by any means." The voice of the narrator was heard once more. Sight travels across realms this time and catches the paramount view of the highest peaks of the realms. "As the hornets of hell hath fallen, and the energy lining of realms has been accomplished by the opening of the box of Pandora, the destruction of all realms and realities is thus, here as finally, the foundation of earth…," The voice of the narrator spoke. The increase and harshness in her tone rose as she concluded her sentence.

Zorath and Valthor nod, their silver and starlit auras weaving with hers, a trio of redemption, their starlight blades a vow. Aelys’s hand grips mine, her aura flaring, and a vision grips me—the new realm, a tapestry of luminous plains and shadowed forests, its skies ablaze with twin suns, one silver, one black. Keepers roam, their lunar marks glowing, some wielding light, others shadow, their factions—Lightweavers, Shadowkin, Veilborn—vying for the realm’s heart, a crystal core pulsing with the Veil’s essence. A shadowed faction, the Voidborn, stirs, their leader a keeper with a black lunar mark, seeking to unmake the core, their will tied to a relic of the First Ones’ hubris. The Veil’s vo

And when Seren looked upon the Realm of Echoes from afar, she whispered, “He became what I feared to be—a guardian of the past.” --- Veyra – The Realm of Dreams Where Elyon built stillness, Veyra built chaos— the Realm of Dreams. Here, imagination reigned unchecked. Oceans floated above the skies; mountains inverted themselves into glowing valleys of light. Creatures were born from thoughts before they were even conceived. Reality bent itself around desire. Veyra’s laughter was the thunder that shook stars. She roamed her endless world barefoot, painting clouds with the dust of fallen suns,

Aldric explained in detail for Lexy to get a grasp of what he and Ethan were talking about. “What is a realm?” Lexy asked again. “It is like a world of your own. An illusion, or sphere with only the possibility to exist from a certain source of energy of magic. And as far as I have heard, only powerful beings could create such things.” Aldric explained while Lexy listened carefully. Ethan was equally clueless because, to be honest, he had not heard any of those that Aldric was talking about. And it was during Lexy and Ethan having their intimate moment that night when Priestess Aquila was able to find a loophole where Queen Eula was able to penetrate the realm, and her spirit entered to spea

"What!?" The collective voices of the other mountains was so loud that Mane had to cover his poor ears. He could clearly sense the shock and disbelief in the voices of the mountains. Curious about their reaction, he asked, "What is the dark realm?" The mountains were stirred awake from their shock when they heard Mane's voice, with the 3rd opting to answer his question. "The dark realm is the deadliest place in the entire universe! It is an independent space that cannot support life. The laws of destruction of that exist in that realm are so powerful that no one can survive in that realm. No matter who it is, gods, demons and even devils who have boundless vitality will die when they attempt

"The Wild Realm." Orion's expression hardened. "The Beast Lords rule there." "They rejected the Origin because they believe strength should determine everything." Wesley frowned. "That sounds familiar." I glanced at him. "Very." He smiled. The third light appeared. There was nothing. No cities. No trees. No stars. Only an endless black ocean. "The Silent Realm." Astra's voice grew quieter. "No one knows what lives there." "Then why was it sealed?" "Because everything that enters..." "...loses its voice."

I looked up at the vast, infinite night sky the realm of the Aquatic Nexus and the Aetheric Repository, and the myriad other realities we had yet to anchor. "The work is endless, Papa," I replied, feeling the familiar, quiet surge of excitement that always came with the unknown. "We secured the home world. Now, we secure the future. Liam has identified a new dimensional anomaly a realm of pure, shifting Sound elemental energy. We need to send an envoy to establish the first Acoustic Nexus." I stood, my core perfectly stable, my perspective focused on the infinite horizon. I was the bridge between worlds, the anchor of a thousand possibilities, and the final, enduring guarantor of the Contine

I strip off the t-shirt and make my way into the water, goosebumps erupt on my skin from how cold the water is. “Alright Siren, time to come out.” I mutter. I can feel my Siren’s excitement as she pushes herself forward, my teeth sharpening to points, my eyes bleeding black, and my legs turning into a tail with beautiful iridescent blue scales. Time to sing bitch. Covey says with a cackle. And so, I sang, I started with one of my favorite songs Far Side of the World by the band Tide Lines from the Human Realm. The water starts to swirl around me as I sing, since there isn’t a command in my song, the water doesn’t go anywhere.

I made a puppy face while pleading to God looking up at the ceiling. "As if you don't need a psychiatrist now" Was it my hallucination or did The Almighty just replied to me?? I think I really need a psychiatrist! I was about to cry falling on my knees but then something struck my mind. Wait! He can't be God because that voice is awfully similar to someone I have come to detest in the past few days. I turned around to find the HIM standing there just a few inches away from me. I gasped and quickly took a few steps back creating a safe distance between him and me. HIM! The devil himself! The nightmare of my reality!

Every pack sending distress calls reported the same – waves of creatures, targeting anyone with divine blood or bonds. "They're testing," Volkov said. "Seeing how much pressure the realms can take before—" The world cracked. Not metaphorically. An actual crack appeared in the air, spreading like fractured glass. Through it, I glimpsed other realms – the Flame Realm where everything burned eternal, the Winter Realm of Volkov's power, the Void where nothing and everything existed simultaneously. And in that Void, something massive turned its attention toward us. "Don't look at it!" Volkov commanded, but too late.