Vader Bleeding Crystal Novels & Stories

"You're just the loose end he hasn't figured out how to tie off. Yet." Tears blurred my vision. I tried to pull away, but just then, a loud crack echoed through the chamber. The sacred vessel containing the blood of the Valkyrie ancestors had fractured. It was an ancient crystal container, filled with the pure blood of their progenitors, pulsing with immense power. And now, that power was about to break free. "Everyone, back!" Viktor roared. But it was too late. The vessel exploded, sending a massive wave of energy ripping through the room.

He Who Devours the Sky The light snapped out like a dying star. Kael blinked against the sudden dark, the echo of the Cradle’s voice still pulsing in his bones. He’s here. The wind that followed wasn’t air—it was memory. Cold and jagged, cutting through Kael’s armor and spine like the hands of a thousand dead dreams clawing their way out of the grave. He turned to the Cradle. But she was no longer a child. She hovered a few feet off the ground, her hair weightless, her body glowing faintly from within. The crystal veins under her skin pulsed like they were feeding on the silence.

The land here had begun to heal after the war, but now patches of grass lay withered again, as if life itself had been drained. Kael approached, armor dusty, expression grim. “It’s just beyond that ridge,” he said, nodding toward a rise of cracked stone. “We kept everyone back.” Verath stepped forward. “Show us.” They climbed the ridge together: Verath, Elara, Kael, and Rowan. On the other side, the earth had split open. At the center of the fissure rose a massive crystal twice the height of a man. It pulsed with deep violet light, veins of black running through it like rot. Dark mist curled from its surface, drifting across the ground and causing nearby plants to crumble.

Adrian thought as he knock down the two men and thake out his four warrior puppets . The puppets fight and cuts the zombies everywhere . Maybe because they have the QI energy ,the puppets keep coming back alive after they were burned by the zombie . Few metals also flew to cuts them but the puppets keep forming back the parts that had been cuts by the zombie . Fifteen minutes later , one of the puppets cuts the zombie head and takes out two crystals from the head . " Two crystals ... means dual abilities or what... ?" Adrian looks at the two crystals curiously .

Aadhira was already there and the vampires were lying on the floor unconscious. I went near a vampire and used my powers to find her problem. I scanned every part of her body. My eyebrows furrowed when I found the strange crystals in her kidney. I scanned all the vampires and the same yellow crystals were in everyone's stomach or kidney. I closed my eyes and raised my hands gathering the crystals from their body. The magic made the crystals tear apart their flesh making the flesh and skin to bind back flawlessly and the blood got disappeared in the air and the clean crystals floated in front of my face taking a shape of a rectangle. I turned towards Aadhira and she instantly gathered them in

- Bobby we all look to Bhlezy with amazement in our eyes "is it true Bhlezy do you know what is the use of the Dark Crystals!?"- Dessa "is that true? wow you are great Bhlezy!"- Kaye Bhlezy steps forward and goes near Uncle Sunny they reveal a dozen of the amount of Dark Crystal in the table and Bhlezy slowly surround its hand on it without touching them seconds pass and nothing is happening but suddenly the Dark Crystal suddenly vaporizes in the air! this vaporized dark crystal go inside of Bhlezy's body and disappear

He leveled the barrel at my throat. "Surrender the heart," the soldier commanded. I didn't step back. I shifted my weight, my silver-alloy blades angled toward the floor. "Over my dead body," I hissed. "And his." A single drop of Kael’s blood slid down my blade, landing on the violet Moonstone fragment in my open palm. The crystal flared, the purple light turning a violent, vengeful crimson as it drank the King’s sacrifice.

Zitrey just glared at him and went inside. Matt, seeing how far the distance between them, but she easily closed it by split of seconds, then rubbing his neck and feeling the pain, he had thought, “She was still young, yet have extra-ordinary skills and killing intent. Doesn’t feel pain. Truly a masterpiece of the Dark Moon. A perfect killing machine, that’s why they don’t want to let her go. However, if she won’t go back, those geezer thought its just best to kill her before she will turn her back and come against them. Crimson Blade is the double blade that they raised, and might come to their head. The key to annihilate those bastards Dark Moon.”

For a heartbeat, she was Lira again—eight years old, clutching the stolen cheese I’d smuggled to her, her smile crooked and warm. “Too late, brother.” Then she was gone. I collapsed, my spine curling like a dead leaf. The serum seethed under my skin, knitting bones, smoothing flesh. When I stood, the hybrids in their cells fell silent. In the shattered observation window, my reflection stared back—eyes black, teeth sharp, Lira’s hair vial clutched in a clawed hand. Vorath’s laugh vibrated in my skull. Better. I crushed the vial. Glass bit my palm.