The leader hurried to close the rift, which consisted of detonating a set of small special grenades in the small room.On opposite sides of the rift, there were two tall pillar-like objects emitting pulsing light that shine on the dark rift. These two objects were spatial anchors... a kind of stabilizer that was used to maintain an open rift to prevent it from closed prematurely. Like I said before, natural rifts were more stable and could remain open for a very long time without closing. Instead of worrying about keeping a natural rift open, one would worry instead about getting it too close. On the other hand, an artificial rift was difficult to maintain, so stabilizers were needed to keep it open. Human research on space was very slow, and they hadn’t reached the point where they could open and close rifts in other worlds easily. The spatial anchors were a product of genius that had accidentally blossomed to fruition. It was with this anchor technology that the humans were confid
With his forehead covered in a nervous sweat, the leader watched as the rift turned into a black dot in space before finally closing completely. As soon as the rift closed, the leader’s shoulders dropped heavily as he breathed a deep sigh of relief. He suddenly felt weak at this moment as the pressure he was feeling in his heart was liberated, making him feel like he would suddenly collapse on the floor. But his training prevented him from doing so. Without the heavy weight of the rift hanging over his head, the leader could finally relax and breathe easily. Taking a moment to regain his composure, the leader turned to captain Keith and reported. “Sir, the rift had finally been closed.”“Good,” captain Keith responded. He continued, “Station a few men to keep watch here and report anything that happens. We don’t want the rift being opened again from the other side. In a while, this place will be turned into a quarantined zone as we wait for the tech guys to arrive and give this p
It was a dark and stormy night and lightning flashed overhead in the night sky, sending loud peals of thunder rumbling across the firmament. Heavy rain fell incessantly, and powerful gales gusted throughout the desolate wilderness. The weather was extremely terrible... In such a horrific storm, two shadows flitted through the night, with one running ahead and another chasing from behind. The powerful wind blew against the shadow's bodies, causing their journey to be difficult and strained, and the heavy rain hit like rocks on a pavement that pelted the two shadows. There was a flash of lightning, and the dark night brightened for a brief moment. At this moment, the figures of the two shadows came into full view and their faces could be seen clearly. As it turns out, the two shadows belonged to two young teenage boys no older than sixteen. They were very handsome looking, but against the beating of the rain, their faces were scrunched up in tight frowns, giving them an ugly mask of
Constantine felt like he had been dreaming for a very long time. He clearly remembered the night in the storm when he and his friend had been struck by lightning through a stroke of bad luck. But after that, the only thing he could remember was living the life of another person. This life he lived where he was someone else seemed like a really long dream to Constantine, one that was extremely real, like he had truly become that person. But Constantine was still able to differentiate both lives from each other. He knew the life where he was Constantine Cleveland, a normal teenager on backwater Earth. And he knew the new life where he became Ruger Whitebrook, a powerful evolver in the fantastical world of Ascended Firmament Star. In the dream where Constantine became Ruger, he followed the life of this powerful Evolver from the moment when he was born and discovered to have an extraordinary talent in the path of evolution to the moment of his death. Who was an Evolver? An Evolver wa
When Constantine saw the end of Ruger's life, he was incredibly shocked... He could not believe that in the end, what he had actually been seeing all this while in his dream was the life of an actual person, and it was this person who was responsible for him being struck by lightning. Actually, it was more accurate to say that Constantine and baron had been struck by the souls of the two evolvers. it was only because of the nature of their power that their souls had appeared in the form of lightning. At the end of the day, there was nothing Constantine could do about it. Now that he knew that what he was seeing was really the life of another powerful being who really existed and not the wild musings of an overactive imagination that was created by his feelings of being trapped and wanting to break free from his fate... once Constantine realized that everything was real, he started to worry. In the end, because he was experiencing Ruger's life as if it was his own, Constantine under
The bright light of the sun filtered through the blinds of the window and entered a small hospital ward. The soft hum of the machine resounded throughout the room, leaving a faint echo in the surroundings and a cool breeze entered the room through an open window. On the only bed inside this ward, the body of a young man lay peacefully in this undisturbed environment. The time was just past noon and the sun was at its highest during this time of day. But overhead, there was an ominous dark cloud hanging in the noon sky, casting a shade of darkness on the city below it. The air was suppressive and the once-bustling city of Boston was silent, like a ghost town without a single life in it. Apart from the sound of the wind blowing through the city and the occasional ruckus caused by stray animals in the dark alleys, there was no other sound to be heard throughout the entire city. Fortunately, there were still signs of human occupation all over the city. There was still a constant supply
The nurse entered Constantine's room and pushed the trolley towards his bed. Looking at the prone figure lying silently on the bed, the nurse made her way to his side and looked down at him from above. The nurse was admiring Constantine's handsome visage with misty eyes and there was an imperceptible glint of appreciation and pity in her eyes. Looking at Constantine, who had a peaceful expression on his face as he lay quietly on the hospital bed, the nurse sighed at his misfortune. Sigh! "How tragic that this had to happen to you... you're so young, so handsome, you should be full of life and out there chasing your dreams and being the dreams of other girls. Instead, you're here alone with nothing but the cold hospital walls to keep you company." "It is really such a pity." The nurse looked at Constantine with pity for a moment before she got to work and started cleaning him up. Getting her tools from the trolley, the nurse started undressing Constantine with well-practiced hand
As soon as the nurse left Constantine's room, a shadow slipped in through the open window. This shadow was in the form of a long and slender snake-like creature. Its skin was dark red and rusty like dried blood and it had a sinister face, along with comical features. I say comical because although this creature resembled a snake of some sort; it was quite bloated and swollen like a balloon, making it look like one of those balloon creatures children liked a lot. The creature floated in the air away from the ground, but it was unknown if it was because of some innate ability it had, or perhaps because it was so bloated. These were the general characteristics of the dooms that had invaded earth from another world. Dooms were a bunch of extraterrestrial creatures with dark red and rusty skin the color of dried blood overly bloated bodies and sinister faces. Apart from these three characteristics that all Dooms shared, there were no other unified similarities between different dooms, an