Void Blade Novels & Stories

We just passed the 12 weeks mark. “Rissa and Gabe will help you practice and get used to it.” I just nodded and pulled the knife from its sheath. It was beautiful in its own deadly way. I didn’t know shit about knives, but I was sure you can kill pretty easily with a blade like this. “The blade is a high density silver alloy, so don’t cut yourself,” Gabriel chimed in. “I won’t.” I gave him an offended look as I put the blade back and closed the box on it.

“For your birthday. After that he’ll return to school.” Blade was my younger brother. A twenty year old with very little control over his powers. Unlike me, Blade did not come out as part vampire. He was part wolf, part snake. Not just any snake, mind you. My brother was a Reinio snake. A powerful specie that could easily kill as they had little or no self-control. He was also a demigod because of our father.

Blade threw another stone into the water, but this time it didn’t feel playful. His arm around me was tighter than before, like he was holding something fragile he was afraid to lose. “You remember when I told you I loved someone” Blade said slowly. “But she got claimed by someone more powerful than me?” I blinked. “Yes I remember.” My voice came out softer than I expected. Blade didn’t look at me immediately. He picked up a small stone, rolled it between his fingers, then threw it far into the lake.

Mist blade leapt into my grip—weightless, cold, alive. Shard flew from pedestal, slamming into the fuller. 47 hellebores merged—black silver weaving into mist steel. Progenitor hearts orbited, pulsing. Ruby heart sank into hilt—Remy’s coyote essence. Amethyst heart sank into guard—wolf-cousin bond. Crown HUD exploded: HELLEBORE BLADE 2.0 ACQUIRED │ ├─ Form: Katana / Mistblade ├─ Charge: 100% (spring-water)

"You didn't just love me, Jinyan. You used me to stay alive. Every time we touched, every time I felt that rush of connection... I wasn't just giving you my heart. I was giving you my life." He let out a jagged, wet breath. "I wanted to tell you... I tried to find another way. But the Father... he designed me to need you. I am Blade, Panni. And a blade has no light of its own. It only reflects what is poured into it." I felt the resonance in my blood begin to scream. It was a physical pressure behind my eyes, a heat in my palms that felt like molten lead. I was the Battery. My very existence was a power source, a reservoir of light that the Firm had spent fifteen years perfecting.

The Anatomy of the Thermal-Resonance Blade I began the process with the precision of a surgeon. I laid my obsidian blade—the one that had tasted the blood of the Shadow Alpha—onto the stone table. Using a laser-scalpel from my kit, I carved a hollow channel down the center of the blade, exactly where the 'blood groove' would be. "Leo, Ace... I need you," I called out. The boys stepped forward. They had been training with the Cinder-children, learning how to pull heat from the air without burning their lungs. Ace’s hands were already glowing a deep, volcanic red, while Leo stood as the anchor, his golden aura acting as a containment field.

The world exploded into scent and sound and raw power. When the shift was complete, Blade stood there, massive and panting. But his eyes, when I looked through them, were not the chaotic red-blue of the curse. They were a clear, focused, burning hazel. My hazel. I looked down at the map clenched carefully in his teeth. Then I looked north, towards the distant, jagged line of the Seven Mountains on the horizon. With a powerful thrust of his hind legs, Blade launched forward. Not in a destructive rage, but in a single-minded, world-eating sprint. We were a black arrow shot from a bow, tearing through the forest, driven by one thought, one hope, one deadline.

of the Tuning Forks was instantly neutralized, the energy grounded through the salt-mist and the Blade’s obsidian core. ​The Apostles stumbled, their fiber-optic robes short-circuiting in a shower of violet sparks. ​Kael didn't stop. He sprinted past them, reaching the main drive-shaft. It was a pillar of solid steel, three feet thick, spinning with enough force to grind a mountain to dust. ​"This is going to hurt," Kael muttered. ​He raised the Hush-Blade and brought it down on the spinning steel.

Leonard’s movements were minute, but in an instant, ten-bladed energy shot out towards Zephyr. The ten-bladed energy was a force to be reckoned with and left no room for doubt. This attack did not intend on leaving any survivors. Witnessing this, Zephyr thought it was an overkill and could not help but give out a cold scoff.