Deku Symbol Novels & Stories

Ceara stood and went to a shelf, bringing back a pad of paper and pen. Kaida spoke as she sketched. "The upper half resembled a cross, the old Orthodox or Celtic kind. It had the tell-tale intricate design over the top part and the two crossbars. The bottom node was more like a blade, though. Or a dagger. It was too short to be a sword. The sides were straight, had clean edges, but the point had a slight jaggedness at the tip." She turned the pad around for the others to see. Ceara paled. "That's the Venatores symbol in our grimoire."

The pentacle. The bloody star, centered on Esquibel's navel, gave his corpse a distinctly ghoulish aura. The photo Jimmy had seen was never enough, but now, witnessing the scene in person, Jimmy felt a deepening uneasiness. He did this to himself. "Mr. Jim?" Romano's dark eyes settled on him again. "Its a pentacle," Jimmy offered, his voice feeling hollow in the huge space. "One of the oldest symbols on earth. Used over four thousand years before Christ."

Ranek led them to two caves at the edge of the mountain. There was a strange noise inside. A double-headed eagle insignia engraved over the two holes. In his claws was a disc engraved with Russ's wolf head crest. A fluorescent arrow pointing up is drawn next to an opening. It is shown next to another arrow below. .Now he saw how the gods lived, and it was a wonderful sight.

Slowly walking over to the front of the stalker watched as the two rivals circle each other staring into the souls. The hero from the heavens look familiar his dark curls fell over his head, a beard of a clean dress cut, acute. But pleasant metal eyes, wearing an gold and Red Army suit, he had a dagger in his hand and a shield in the other with the Utopias symbol of Unity on it. The real symbol is an all gold, base of a circle and three petals that are in the position of a triangle overlapping each other. He stood tall and mighty compared to Zaro who was pale, hunched back and no light in his soul.

The deeper we moved, the cooler the air became, and the ceiling gradually lifted until the space widened into a natural tunnel carved long before any werewolf pack claimed these lands. The lantern flickered faintly, but the walls began to glow with a soft bluish shimmer. Faint markings, ancient symbols etched into the stone, ran like veins along the path. Cadan’s breathing quickened. “These symbols…” he whispered. “I saw them once in the Crown archives. This is older than both packs. Older than your mother’s bond.” Kael stopped, turning toward him. “Translate.”

"After I discovered the Illuminati, I started looking into its origins. In a church, I noticed a colorful pattern on the ceiling that looked like a phoenix. I did my research, and it turns out the Illuminati has been around for over a century." Drake reached for his phone by the pillow, pulled up some photos, and laid them in front of Debra. He continued, "This phoenix is probably their symbol. Behind it, you can see something like the sun. You know, in ancient stories, the phoenix dies and is reborn. I think there's a connection between them." Debra mused, "So, you're saying this symbol is the cause of the Illuminati's existence?"

The first entry was circled, a single symbol followed by a cluster of words he couldn't quite decipher. "Wait," Riska said, tapping rapidly on her device. "The symbol… it’s an ancient glyph. Associated with… fermentation. And that phrase… it’s an archaic dialect. It means… 'the heart of the sun'." "The heart of the sun?" Kevin echoed weakly, leaning against a grimy wall. "What does that even mean?" Bima’s gaze swept across the service road. Stalls lined the pavement, vendors hawking their wares. He saw mountains of chilies, pyramids of garlic, baskets of fresh herbs. But none of it felt right. Not yet.

Because no one knew. Sam stepped closer. Studying the image. Then something caught her attention. A symbol. Tiny. Hidden near the bottom corner. Almost invisible. “Wait.” Everyone turned. Sam pointed toward the mark. Immediately. Froz narrowed his eyes. The room moved closer. The symbol looked familiar. Painfully familiar. The Moonborn symbol. Again. Deph cursed under his breath. “That’s impossible.” The Woods Alpha quickly pulled several ancient records from his bag. Then compared them. One by one.

My eyes roamed the silver like ore, over the odd language, and a breath caught in my throat as I saw the symbol. The cross with one missing arm. "Holy shit," The words tumbled before I could stop them; the vampire attack, Kyrell's notes - all of it connecting. "What does this symbol mean exactly?" "Honestly, I don't know... The closest thing I found to resemble that type of cross, or symbol, is an ancient symbol in the Norse language. Laguz meaning a body of water or lake," Of course, once we get a step forward we are then thrusted four steps back...

Erika followed, her heart pounding. They emerged into another small clearing. There, on the ground, lay the lifeless body of a deer. Its throat had been torn open, the grass around it soaked in blood. Erika’s stomach turned at the sight, but something else caught her attention—a symbol carved into the bark of a nearby tree. It was a triangle with a horizontal line cutting through its center. Her breath caught in her throat. It was the same symbol she had seen etched into her family’s house, the one she hadn’t been able to make sense of.