Alchemy Homunculus Novels & Stories

He drew me close enough to him so that I could once more become enthralled by the aroma of him, but before I can become drunk once more, I shake my head and turn my attention to the Count, who is imprisoned inside the blood-filled wall but whose mouth is hissing like a rabid beast. "A creature like him is called defective and that is because he had inserted a potion that Auster created and that potion might disrupt any creature's mental health," he had foams in them from shouting as though he were in pain. As I watched Casimir express those words with eyes that glistened as if he wanted to start a battle, I couldn't help but widen my eyes. “That's why even the alchemist who had produced such

In the window stood paper servants, paper horses, paper mansions, paper phones, even a paper sports car with gold wheels. All of them were turned toward us. Their painted eyes followed my steps. [Subsidiary altar contaminated.] They were not. Aunt Lan threw a pot at it. The pot went through. The paper thing kept coming. The paper body turned sideways and slipped between two benches no human shoulder could pass. That was the problem with enemies made from offerings. They understood the temple's narrow spaces better than we did. It did not attack me. It went for the altar. More specifically, for the ash bead left from the false mother.

Chaos suddenly noticed a spatial disturbance over the artifact, which only lasted but a millisecond, but this millisecond was enough to bring an alien soul from whichever place in the cosmos it originated from! The soul fused with the energy as a small amount of Cosmic Essene leaked through the crack in space which closed itself, quickly shaping the energy, the soul, and the cosmic essence into something new! With a single ding, an enormous amount of smoke filled the second flask, as the summoning was complete! Belphegor opened the door as the smoke slowly faded away from it… And what greeted everyone's sight was… a strange.. oozy and black-colored mass of slime… It had many eyes over it, al

Rori rolled his eyes as he drilled a hole towards a homunculus’ chest with just his mere hand and claws. Tori giggled as she unleashed her ember. With just a snap of her fingers the opponent in front of her engulfed in flames. But.. it did not dissipate, unlike what happened to our opponents. She tilted her head, wondering, “But they were already smoldered!” The moment she said that, the burned body of the homunculus collapsed into the ground. Its charcoal body seemed like it mocked all of us since its head faced in our direction. Without its eyes and while its jaws were wide open.

Jack growled. “It’s ‘Corrupted Bloodline’!” Finch’s voice boomed through the channel, filled with terror. “The Council’s alchemy is flawed! It uses the host’s ‘anger’ and ‘humiliation’ as fuel! What Hayley did… she just… she poured nuclear fuel into the reactor! He’s going to go out of control!” In the banquet hall, the guests finally realized something was wrong. Vance let out a deafening roar as his body began to swell and contort. The sound of bones shattering and reforming was clearly audible; his skin tore like rags, revealing a black, carapace-like substance beneath.

“They’re creating hybrids, Alexei. Homunculi. But they’re not just weapons… They’re concepts. Materialized ideas.” “What do you mean?” “They’re not just making war monsters. They’re making tools of complete domination. Physical, mental, emotional. Each creature was made with an absurd function. There’s one that becomes invisible. Light refraction, heat and odor suppression, zero noise. A predator that could walk through FSB headquarters and no one would know.” Alexei held his breath on the other end. “How many of these are there?” “One per model… for now. But the scientist guaranteed he can duplicate any of them in weeks. This isn’t a laboratory, it’s a time bomb.”

She turned to them, her voice cold steel. “They’re going to come for me.” Later that evening, The Island Bunker Alma paced the reinforced bunker hidden beneath the beach house. Screens lit up the room, maps glowing with activity. She hadn’t activated these systems in years. But old habits returned like second nature. Ember stood at the edge of the room, arms crossed, watching the screens. “Tell me what Hekate is,” she demanded. Alma hesitated. “It was Voss’s first experiment in neural fusion. Before me. Before Genesis.”

James paid no heed to the others’ gazes and concentrated on the herbs he chose. As he casually waved his hand, a herb flew into the alchemy furnace. The moment the herb entered the alchemy furnace, the formation inscribed on the furnace was immediately activated. Some mysterious inscriptions materialized to form threads of golden lines that enveloped the herb. When the formation activated, the herb was enveloped by the mysterious inscription.

​"Kaelen, now!" ​Kaelen Vane became a human wrecking ball. He used his magnetic boots to launch himself from wall to wall, his iron-plated fists turning the "Husks" into scrap metal. He wasn't just fighting; he was harvesting. Every time he struck a Void-Alpha, he absorbed a portion of their metallic marrow, his own armor glowing with a new, dark intensity. ​The Guardian of the Anchor ​They fought their way through the hub and into the "Inner Sanctum", a dome that looked out directly at the Earth. In the center of the room was the Lunar Anchor, a massive tuning fork made of crystalline quartz that stood fifty feet tall.

"Is it really a firstborn?" "For others, metamorphosing a golden core into a nascent soul required a huge amount of heavenly materials and treasures. Some even required a senior alchemist specializing in preparing spiritual pills to cross the tribulation. I materialized three thousand of them at once... What the hell? Let’s see what happens." Alex had the Chaos Tree and Ancestral bodhi tree. So, he had many sacred trees not to panic. Immediately, he sank his heart and cultivated himself in this special space.