Universe Marble Novels & Stories

The guardian. But why was she able to tell that it was the young man was the guardian? Well, the black marble was made to detect the strength of the guardian. When it was held inside the palm, it will begin scanning the person's level of strength. If someone passed the highest level of strength detected, the marble will turn into white. And that person would be none other than the guardian.

After I was taught by En how to store my energy into the marbles, I proceeded to fill every marble with my energy, and every time my energy got low, I would eat something in the pantry. Of the 25 marbles that I had successfully brought inside my domain, 5 of them disintegrated due to various imperfections. Thankfully En had already warned me that not all marbles would survive and turn into a battery, he also told me that more than 60 percent of the marbles would disintegrate after being used once, while the remaining 40 percent would be able to handle multiple times of storage. Furthermore, En said that if I'm lucky enough, one of the marbles would develop a soul and be considered as an arti

He asked him smiling. “Of course.” The bald man replied running inside the building to relay the message. “And are you still sure we should go inside?” Mark asked again. “We’re here already, going back doesn’t make any sense.” After a few minutes the bald man came back and opened the gate for them, Mark marveled at the sight of the house where Lisa was staying. The marble used was out of this world, the servant walking them in saw this and said “The marble was brought in from our world, everything in this house are centuries old.”

He held his chin as he thought. “That didn’t answer my question,” Jaime added. “We need to get Ares’ shadow out of that marble,” Gabriel explained. Jaime hummed in response, rubbing at his chin as he looked at the marble longer. “You don’t need my help for that. Just break the marble. "It contains black magic. We can't release it," Nova told him. "Like hell, Ares' shadow is in there." I argued, because we could just break it, and let that power out if worse came to worse.

The boardroom of the universe was not a room at all. As Jack, Katherine, Marcus, and Ben stepped through the massive obsidian doors, they found themselves standing on a circular platform of polished black marble suspended in an infinite expanse of swirling, violent nebulas. There was no ceiling, only the blinding white boundary of the universe's edge. Orbiting the edge of the platform, functioning as grotesque desk ornaments, were actual, living planets trapped in stasis fields.

He showed her the heels, she took it from his hands, as she took off her own heels Her hand touched the footwear, it had a bumpy feel to it, she could feel dark magic inside the marbles. "The marbles are obsidian, it was enchanted by one of our high witches, it may look uncomfortable but it was composed of the finest material in the realm, King Adrian sought for your travel to be satisfactory." Jokūbas held out his hand, which she took hesitantly. "You speak highly of Adrian, do you know him personally?" He smiles nodding slightly as if he was sure but he wasn't at the same time.

He was flesh, but his skin had the sheen of polished marble. "I built this for you," Arthur said, gesturing to the rows of pods. "A world where nothing decays. Where the 'Noise' of London can never reach us. Why do you insist on the mud?" The Final Boardroom: The Kill-Switch Core Leo didn't answer with words. He charged. His bare hands struck at the marble-skinned man who had sired him. Arthur didn't flinch. He moved with the precision of a processor, parrying Leo’s messy, human strikes with a cold, geometric efficiency.

The marble floors glittered from being polished, free of cracks and full of dazzling rainbows that caught the light. Not only were the pillars crack free and wrapped in vines of white roses, but a mural now shimmered across the sloped planes of the ceiling. A bull whose coat was paler than snow, standing atop a dark pelt. Even with the blood that covered it, the beauty and wonder of the night sky still shone through.

“What should we do then?” Alex replied. “It’s as brittle as anything frozen, so we can’t use force.” He looked around and found the source of all this. It was a three-foot-tall crystal known as the Ice Crystal Marrow. Alex was overjoyed to see it. This was a material way more potent than regular spiritual ice stones. Those stones may help martial artists with ice elementals in their training, but this marrow would be able to help them go over the tipping point with ease.

Now, to bring the marble back from whatever universe it's in. I push the yellow reverse button and pull the levers back up. The diffuse rays of light put up another bright show, making me turn away. After sixty seconds I check again for the marble but it's not there. Doesn't it work when on reverse? Before I can worry any further there is a loud thud in my bathroom. I grab a hammer and walk slowly to my bathroom. As I step closer, a tall boy about my age with a good form and long dark hair walks out of the bathroom and glances at me and my hammer.