Backrooms Entity Novels & Stories

Just as I thought that I would sail into the air, the tornado began to diminish, and the Wraiths, spirits, and other entities that had relentlessly survived it were forming a path in front of us—a path lined by their writhing forms. In horror, I saw a huge black entity in the middle of the road, but unlike Oni, this one pulsed instead of swirled. It towered above us, but it was formless unlike the slithering demonoids and devil dogs that skulked from behind the stalagmites. "What is it?" I shouted, trying to control the shivers that were causing my teeth to chatter. A powerful Incubus, Oni replied. It belongs to Alexis. It is here to guide us back.

I whisper as I pull his hands away from my stomach. There is only the deafening sound of my stilettos echoing in this vast and empty room. "You will come back to me," declares Elio coldly behind me.

Ward said to himself. After a short while, the clean up crew arrived and they started loading up the monster remains to the main base. "This must be the first time we encountered something like this ever since the founding of the city." "Yeah, this will take us hours to clean all of this even with the help of the defense troops and the machinery." … "Hey, hey, this day was so much fun." one of the captains said. "Well, this is the first time we had something like this. It was thrilling killing monsters one after the other right?!" another one replied.

The emergency text was blinking so fast that it was hard to see. [Massive biological cluster detected! Estimated entity count: four hundred and fifty and rising. Target type: Level 1 Aggressive Infected and Low-Tier Runners. Arrival at the outer gate in forty seconds. Host Eva, the current defensive capabilities of Sanctuary Level 1 are under extreme threat of terminal breach!]

“I want to know everything. Kassian said you'd tell me.” “I will.” She set down the shears and turned to face him. “But first, you really need to understand what the entity is.” She gestured to the stool beside her. “Come. Sit.” Lysan settled on the stool and Professor Cullen moved closer. “The Entity isn't just a curse, it’s a consciousness.” she said quietly. “—an ancient one. It existed long before Roman, long before the Da'Luka bloodline existed. But it chose the—possessed them and used them as a vessel to feed and grow stronger”

forcing its spindly form to stutter and freeze in a State of Infinite Wait. Caleb lunged, his jaws snapping through the Entity's static cloak. He didn't taste blood; he tasted Ozone and Cold. The Entity let out a sound like a hard drive crashing and dissolved into a cloud of unformatted pixels. But two more snapped into place behind us. "Sereia! Look!" Caleb shouted, nodding toward a massive, glowing structure that was beginning to render in the distance.

The thought pulsed frantically, but it only translated to a spike on a monitor. One of the obsidian-faced figures leaned in close. I could see the reflection of my own shattered skull in its mask. “Welcome back, Primary Subject 704,” the entity said. “You have been dormant for a millennium. Your era is a legend, a primitive footnote in our history. But your biology... your biology is a masterpiece of unrefined suffering. We have found that the ancient neural architecture is far more sensitive to existential distress than our own evolved forms.”

For some reason, my whole body had lost every single strength in it, and I could not push myself up from the floor. I began to crawl backwards, as my eyes could not shit away from the entity in front of me. It was not that I could not look away from it, but I feared that if I did, I would be dead in an instant. As I kept crawling backwards in a pathetic attempt to escape the entity, my back suddenly hit a wall.

A bunch of assorted boards and beams rested against the wall in the corner between the boiler and the left wall. In the kitchen that still hadn’t been renovated, Brandon Price faced the wingman’s handheld cam to say they were about to investigate the basement, where rumor had it an evil entity was lurking, that wasn’t there for their previous investigation. He would go down ahead of the others, all by himself, to see if he was able to make contact with said entity, which he suspected to be of a demonic nature. “The brave dear leader,” I grunted. “Purposely.” “You mean he came already planning to get rid of his attachment here?”

The next phase of their journey had truly begun. The vast chamber seemed to breathe, expanding and contracting rhythmically, mirroring the heartbeat of time itself. Each ripple on the walls played out scenes from millennia past, moments of joy, despair, creation, and destruction. Alec stepped forward, a mix of reverence and urgency evident in his voice. "Chronos, if you are the embodiment of time, tell us how we can mend the fractures. How can we stop the entity?" Chronos, his voice a harmonious blend of countless moments, replied, "The entity you speak of is Entropy, the essence of decay and chaos. In the beginning, balance was struck, binding Entropy to ensure the universe's progression. B