Bulk And Skull Novels & Stories

Until he burrowed a hole at the back of the monster ape's head, trying to attack its brain. With the skull broken, Chu Xun wormed his way into the head of the gigantic yeti. Inside he found a tangle of arteries and veins, each horrifyingly thick, until he saw the brain, a wrinkled and crumpled mush of soft tissues so grotesquely huge.

Their specialization in industrial, practical, and mechanical arts and applied science is what gives them a cutting edge over human beings despite being a type-2 civilization, same as humans. Their biological anatomy closely matches with humans except for their head that resembles that of a white-bearded snail. Just like humans they walk on two legs, yet unlike a human skull the bones in their forehead have an elegant bulging curvature reaching all the way to the nose; a single boney bulging forehead that separates the eyeballs. In contrast to the bulging mass of the forehead reaching the end of their nostrils, their cheek bones are excessively skinny. The dense white facial hair on the chee

DECLAN'S POV The loose gravel crunched beneath my boots as I shifted my weight on my feet, cementing them to the ground as I prepared myself to fight if need be. It was inches away now, it bowed its head and stretched a skinless arm in my direction for me to shake. I was hesitant at first but I took his hand anyway. "I'm Major Skully." He had impossibly enormous hands - his over-enthusiastic handshake could snap a human's wrist right off. His tight grip shattered the bones in my wrist. I didn't flinch, I refused to show weakness. I pulled my hand away without making a sound.

Just by speaking, the skull general could control his body and even time with ease, something that couldn't be achieved by just anyone. "Me? Perhaps you already know who I am by looking at the book in front of me." Suddenly, the skeleton general, who had been hunched over, glowed and his old face became younger. A figure with a white beard and gray hair appeared before the eyes of the left general and the bull.

I knew the initial impact hurt far too much, it was because that bastard cracked my rib cage. “I admit, this isn’t the most concerning injury though.” Huh, my head turned to the doctor and my eyes widened when he clicked on the image of my skull. There were two images of my head one showing my skull and one delving deeper beneath my anatomy to photograph my brain. “To someone unknowing about the inner set up of the human body, this looks completely normal, nothing out of the ordinary…” where was he going with this? “However, can you see all those little white lines resting on the bone of your skull? Well… you see, even the bones in our bodies scar when they’re hurt, and so, all those little

And in the center—an altar. A skull rested on it. Massive. Cracked. Crowned with dull gold. Not wolf. Not human. Something stranger. Kael stepped forward, eyes narrowing. “That’s not a wolf.” Ezra walked closer, his breath catching in his chest. The skull had a shape that didn’t belong in this world—sharp, long, unnaturally curved. Wrong in a way that made his stomach twist. Below it, a flame burned. It didn’t float. It sat. Low. Blue. Quiet. But when Ezra stepped closer, it flickered in time with his pulse.