Axis Undertale Yellow Novels & Stories

I'll just reheat it later. I was about to grab my coat when the door swooshed open, a loud bang reverberating off the walls letting the cold breeze in. I shivered. Hunter walked in, kicking the door closed behind him before we locked eyes. I gulped, guilt washing over me for some reason, not just because I gave Axel what were supposed to be his hamburgers, but because of this nagging feeling telling me something was off. We locked eyes and he halted in the hallway. There's something different about his eyes. They're not amber, but gold.

I mumble under my breath. Ashrac answers, "We took her to Uncle Sarn's castle. She wanted clothing and she was very tired. Why is she yellow, Father?" "We aren't sure," Bastian replies. "She didn't try to harm you boys, did she?" "No, she was very nice, even when we laughed at her. She's quite funny, though strange looking. Do you think she's a mutation?" Bastian wallops Ashrac with his tail. "No. And you read too many horror novels. She's a yellow dragon, a new color. She's... special."

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Ryu had gone to war in the southern district, and everyone wanted him to claim victory while they kept the kingdom in order. As I scanned the area for guards, my eyes came across a small button. It had a distinct crest on it. I had never seen anything like it: the silver texture that spoke of luster, the gold eminence of each line, and the bold doctrines attached around the sides of the buttons. Beep… The button pushed back as my thumb pressed on it. The walls slowly opened up, and right before me stood a whole new passageway. “Get back to the personal maidens room.”

He flew backward, right into a cluster of spellfire from a water mage, who grinned and gave me a salute. And then—because fate has a twisted sense of humor—Mr. Yellow popped out from beneath a broken supply cart nearby. His fur was singed. He had a shield strapped to one paw and what looked like a stolen wand in the other. “Oh sure,” he shouted, dodging a bolt of dark fire with a sarcastic hop. “No one listens to the rabbit when he says ‘maybe we shouldn’t let the hell rift open!’ but now it’s all ‘fight for the realm, Mr. Yellow!’ and ‘bite the demon on the ankle, Mr. Yellow!’”

Tyler took my hand in his, gently squeezing it, his blue eyes remaining fixed on mine for a few seconds before he spoke “the man played with his words. I don’t know how else to explain the situation, but he knows that you are loyal to him or wants your loyalty to be directed to him alone. He didn’t expect you to be loyal to Dante…” “Giovanni is not as twisted, Tyler. I have worked along his side for five years, I would have known if he was” I said, stopping him. Tyler frowned but stayed quiet, nodding at me. He took a deep breath and nodded at one of the waiters, letting my hand go. “Ashton, get me and Aurora two cups caramel macchiato please” he said, nodding at his colleague who smiled and

The altar was about two metres wide and crimson in colour, its surface was covered with many intricate lines that gave a sense of vertigo if been stared at for long, along the circumference were twelve profound and mysterious runes. The alter served many purposes but in this instance it was used to test the bloodline of the child, if he wasn’t a pure Hunter then the alter wouldn’t even make the slightest reaction no matter what was done, apart from that it was used in testing one’s talent, after the person’s blood has been dropped at it’s very center the lines will light up with crimson light followed by the runes, the number of runes one was able to light up will correspond ones’ talent, li

Without uttering a word, he handed a golden gourd to James. After a moment of confusion, James took it and examined it. “What’s this?” “Zephyr Tear.” Peak Master Wulte glanced at James. “Take a sip. It’s equivalent to absorbing the core of a third-grade Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank.” James’ eyes lit up. He opened the gourd and drank the liquid in gulps. “You’ve gone too far.” Peak Master Wulte immediately snatched the gourd away. “I’m not that foolish kid who would seal ninety percent of my cultivation base and fight you.”

Even in the dark, Yuri’s sharp eyes could catch the black butterfly tattoo on the side of his neck as well as the silver hoop-like earring that he wore in his left ear, along with the bracelet with the Roman numeral for five engraved on it around his left wrist. “Eh?” Ren blinked as he recognised the spinning dagger that had just saved both their lives. “That is…Zeus?” He then looked up into the air and spotted the newcomer, and recognised him immediately. “Tohya?” Tohya Tanigawa, Phantom V of the Hati’s elites, as well as the assigned partner of both Ren and Yuri grinned at them as he landed onto the ground safely, releasing the clasps which attached the parachute to his body, and tossed it