روايات وقصص ضمن Creepy Vocaloid Songs

Zena's ears perked up, her head tilting as if trying to decipher the source of the melody. Her instincts told her to be cautious, but her curiosity pushed her forward. I followed suit, my heart pounding in rhythm with the ethereal song. As we rounded a corner, the passage opened up into a vast chamber, bathed in an eerie blue light. The source of the melody became clear—a figure stood at the center, clad in gossamer robes that seemed to blend seamlessly with the darkness. Their voice, filled with sorrow and longing, flowed through the cavern like a river of forgotten dreams.

She laughed, as the pillows flew straight through her, thwacking against the wall behind. “Calm down,” Siobhanny smirked, “you shouldn’t get excited in your condition.” I gasped, hopping across the bed, but before I could shoot my shadows at Siobhanny, the gargoyles’ mouths opened and began to sing a disturbingly beautiful but chilling rendition of Emperess’s “I’m Going Slightly Mad.” I shivered at the Gothic grandeur of the song out of the mouths of the wolves, before twisting to Siobhanny, who was staring out of the window as if I was the only one who could hear the song.

I mumble something in the most terrifying hoarse voice. ==================================================================

I went into the garden and when thinking couldn't help, I began humming that song that always managed to play at the back of my mind, It was a strange song and I couldn't remember where I heard it from, it has just always been in my head. The lyrics fell from my mouth before I could stop them. “I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around So fuckin' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo

the Elder shouted with a menacing sneer. As if in response to his hostility, I opened my mouth and began to sing a beautiful melody, a haunting sound that resonated throughout the courthouse. The vibration of my voice shook the walls as I adjusted my pitch, channeling the low growl that had resonated during the gathering. Dean remained unfazed now that his transformation was complete, but the Elders were visibly shaken. I focused my energy, honing the frequency of my song to a pinpoint target—the Primary Elder's heart.

Organs, body parts and the likes. She's never killed anyone... but it seems everyone else has turned into murderers... Now... she's trying to escape, from the game... and it's blood thirsty players.. ________________ ---PLAYLIST --- Okay... So adding a playlist seemed fun, so.... ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ 1. Sia- Hey boy 2. Sia- Whisperer 3. Sia- Freeze you out 4. Ava max- Alone 5. The weekend- Blinding lights 6. The weekend- In your eyes

I exclaim in joy. I sing along some songs I love while doing clean up the house. The broom feels lighter than it should, and the hallway stretches in front of me like it always does. My body moves through it, my breath settles, the weight in my chest shifts enough to let something else exist beside it. I take another step forward. Sweep, breathe, and sing. I sing the song “Dracula” remix by Jennie and Tame Impala. I smile at Mila, the broom feels lighter in my hands, it’s just something I hold while I move and sing. I’m so energetic today!

"You don't control who or what I am." She laughs then—a profoundly disturbing sound that's not remotely human. Not even close to anything recognizable. It's guttural, echoing, multi-layered like a chorus of malevolent voices. Her voice fractures into impossible harmonics, like there's more than one entity speaking simultaneously from within her slender frame. "I'll crush your pathetic resistance like an insect beneath my heel," she snarls with terrifying conviction. "I'll systematically bury your insignificant soul so impossibly deep that you'll completely forget you ever existed in the first place."

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.