To You Who Swallowed A Star Novels & Stories

Chapter 116 – The Violet Star’s Hunger The violet star pulsed in the nexus’s starfield, its light a deep, ravenous glow that seemed to drink the warmth from the wolf, the witch, and “Unity Is Strength”. Jessica led her companions along the path, the obsidian surface now veined with throbbing, purple threads that writhed like living things. The golden glow within her held steady, a testament to her will after defeating Verath’s brutal truths, but the hollowness in her chest stirred, unsettled by the violet star’s whisper: “You weave with truth, but I weave with hunger. Come, Jessica, and feed the void.” The new weaver’s voice was low, visceral, and predatory, a hunger that felt like it could

“I want to eat the biggest, juiciest, and most expensive steak you can find. Jail food is a joke.” As an eerie silence fell in the area, except for the rustle of a light breeze, Tamashi thought about whether his demands were taken seriously. After a brief pause, Star began to laugh. Sweat formed on Tamashi’s forehead. “Of course! That works for me. Now, one last thing before we go. Let me properly introduce myself.” The wind picked up, blasting through Star’s hair. The bright sunlight shone in her hazel eyes. Her lips formed into a determined grin.

“I'm sorry.“ That was the best reply I could come up with. To my surprise, she didn't persist, but just let out a relieved sigh. “Dinner's ready. Let's eat.“ The mere thought of food made me remember that awful scene of Megan and the jerk. Being enlightened now on what the source of these foods were created this rumbling in my stomach and disgust in my throat. “I'm not hungry. Goodnight.“ I added quickly and walked away before she tries stopping me. Vivian was already stretched out on the wooden bed but quickly adjusted for me the second I walked into the room. I tried to get rid of the forlorn look on my face and wear a smile as I joined her on the bed. “Are you alright?“

I was happy, but even more so because I had helped so many children. “Mr. Smith, would you like to say a few words?” The host’s question was the only one I was asked. I gripped the microphone tightly. “I know I’m just a small star in the vastness of the universe, but there are many like me, stars willing to burn themselves to spread knowledge. “I hope that we will never forget our true purpose and try our best to light up the world.” As thunderous applause filled the hall, I imagined my old teacher smiling down on me. “You did it, Dante. You did well.”

Jack said to Claire. She nodded following his finger with her eyes. "You see the last star in the square part or bowel?" He asked her. She nodded again. "Following it diagonally to a small set of square stars with a tail and the last star in the tail is the north star." Jack said proudly. "Now I'll never lose it." She said quietly. Morgan chuckled lightly. Jason and Jack began to talk about another constellation as Claire leaned over to her. "Did you have a good day?" Morgan asked her reaching out and touching her hair.

With my soul. "It’s not over," I whispered. "It’s only just begun." Above us, the stars shifted. One fell. Not a comet. A body. Celestial. Breathing. Alive.

Swish… Long Chen, who had been inside the Star Tower, found himself in a place resembling outer space. Every world and planet there was no bigger than the palm of his hand. He could also see various living creatures inside those planets going about their daily activities. Long Chen truly didn’t understand what was happening in this Star Tower—what was the meaning of everything here? Before Long Chen, there was a massive meteor that seemed to be heading toward one of the planets. Long Chen watched the meteor’s movement—slowly, slowly—and as it neared the planet, its speed increased. Though not extremely fast, Long Chen could clearly see the living creatures on the planet looking terrified. Th

But today, I neither glared nor smiled. I took the star and closed the door. "Han..." His voice was shut outside. I walked to my desk and dropped the star into the glass jar. It filled the jar exactly to the top. I screwed on the lid, removed the jar from my desk, and placed it in the deepest corner of a drawer. Then I opened my journal again and lowered my pen. "I came back from ten years in the future." Early the next morning, I knocked on Mom's bedroom door. "Mom, I'm taking the day off. Come with me for a checkup."

, no lights can trespass over 1 meter. An unknown energy on this planet is “eating” the light as a food source at night. As a result, no light exists. I look up to the sky. Leon says today’s weather is perfectly clear with no cloud, so actually we are gazing into millions of stars from GX67 Galaxy, but for now, as all lights are eaten, I cannot see anything above. I wonder how breathtaking it would be if the sky is perfectly clear. All the lights in this base are made with special grade metal to lock the energy so it doesn’t get burned too fast, as a result, all the lights look like rounded light balls, fluffy and warm wandering around the trees. I follows Leon to a tent.

“No one gets perfect overnight. It takes practice. And even if it’s not ‘it,’ then it’s just the wrong thing for you. So do it all, mess up, and find the one right thing to shine at.” “What if I never do?” I whispered, afraid of the truth in that possibility. “You will. It’s you, Ayra. You’re my brightest star.” She kissed my forehead. “Bring it over here, I’m going to get it framed. You’re going to sign it. I’m not missing out on the early days of your journey. This’ll be worth millions one day. I can feel it.” And now here it was. Still framed. Still imperfect. Just like me.