Voyager Course: Oblivion Novels & Stories

The Revers dragged the pod to the edge of the flooded airlock, directly overlooking the raging, churning Pacific Ocean. "Vanguard," Dax said, his voice echoing in the cramped, pressurized cabin. "Next stop: The bottom of the world." The winches released. The massive iron coffin plummeted into the black water.

They shared a moment…an acknowledgment that their world had reshaped overnight, boundaries between enemy and saviour blurring until moral clarity became just another luxury. Two hours later, the trio stood at the private pier on the East River. Cargo lights blinked over the black surface; cold mist licked their faces. The vessel waiting for them wasn’t corporate sleek, it was a retrofitted research craft bristling with antennas, its hull name scorched off. Adrian’s doing. He climbed aboard first, offering Evelyn a hand. “Next stop, the North Sea.” “Or whatever’s left of it,” she said. Luca followed, activating the comm dampers. “Signal silence engaged. We’re ghosts again, Captain Hartman.”

Their scythes thrummed faintly with resonance, reacting to the pulse of the Vein ahead. Soreth’s voice crackled over the ether-channel. “Team Alpha, your objective is clear. Find Varyn and Delan. Secure the anchor point. Do not engage any entities beyond containment protocol. If instability exceeds threshold, abort immediately.” Ryn’s reply was steady. “Understood, Commander.” “May the current guide you.” The portal flared white — and they stepped through. --- Light folded. Space inverted. The world breathed them in. Ryn’s boots struck something solid, though she wasn’t sure it was ground. The Vein stretched around them like an endless ocean of translucent glass, shifting between color and s

"Then we don't fly into the valley. We drop from the blind spot." ​He turned back to face the family, his jaw set. They had the coordinates, they had the frozen countdown timer, and the maritime relay ship was firmly under their control. The final bastion of Silas Vane’s legacy was waiting for them in the dark limestone depths of the Caribbean, and the time for digital bridges was officially over. ​

His molten gold eyes narrowed onto a dark sector located near the Jovian asteroid belt, seventy million miles away. "Marcus," Dominic ordered, his dark smirk curling his granite jaw. "Set course for Asteroid Sector Theta-Niner. There is a dense cluster of rogue, dark-matter asteroids left over from the celestial rift. It's time to test the Sovereign Eclipse Cannon." "Course set, Alpha King!" Marcus answered. "Warp drive engaging in three... two... one... WARP!" BOOOOOOOM! The Sovereign Eclipse folded space itself! In a blinding flash of platinum light, the three-mile dreadnought vanished from lunar space, reappearing three seconds later at the edge of the Jovian asteroid field!

"They're turning about. They're leaving." Jack let out a breath he felt like he had been holding for an hour. He carefully placed the Progenitor Heart back into the lead-lined pouch on his vest. His hands were trembling uncontrollably now—the aftershocks of the adrenaline dump. "A mirror?" Catherine asked quietly, looking back toward the cargo bay door. "Psychological warfare," Jack dismissed it, though the words chilled him. "He was just trying to get in our heads." "He gave us the codes," Marcus said, pulling up the navigation map. "We have a clean path to the Obsidan Lab. ETA: eighteen minutes."

Damien watched both live streams in real-time, his expression remaining unchanged, as if he were watching an entertaining show. As he observed Layla's stream falling behind, he wondered what Serena would do next. Her numbers were already trailing. The stream continued until the end without any significant recovery. In fact, the gap widened even more. Lila's stream was a complete victory. Although Layla's stream sold out its in-stock items, the remaining were pre-orders. In terms of quantity and other aspects, it couldn't compare to Lila's stream. So, they lost this round. After the stream ended, Serena gave Layla a big hug. "Thank you so much for completing our collaboration."

He did the same. The ship departed. --- The journey lasted six days. On the sixth day, the stars disappeared. The ship's systems began failing. Rylan's voice came through the communication system. "We're entering unknown space." Liana looked through the window. The silver ocean appeared. It stretched endlessly. There was no planet beneath it. No horizon. Just an ocean floating through darkness. Above it hung the black moon. The older Liana whispered, "It's exactly the same." Caelum stood beside her.

Mavric yelled amidst the gunfire. Liora crawled toward the central console. Dr. Vancroft tried to stop her with a scalpel, but Liora smashed her tactical tablet into the woman’s face, breaking her nose. With tears still flowing, Liora entered the 'Oblivion' command code she had prepared. "Goodbye, Mother. Forgive me," Liora whispered. The monitors displayed a massive data wipe process. The isolation tank holding Maria Valerius slowly lost power.

A day had passed. Somewhere deep in Azurath, Viggo was speeding across the terrain on his Ghostgator when a massive shadow loomed ahead—a Destroyer-class spaceship had appeared directly in his path. "So I couldn't shake them after all," Viggo muttered. He didn't seem all that surprised. He'd already blasted over a dozen Ruin Order ships on the way here and had changed course more times than he could count. But this beast showing up meant their main force had finally caught up.