Deltarune Monster Novels & Stories

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

“What kind of monster are you raising in this house?” “Comparing me to the Devil? I’m flattered, Mr. Moore.” Delta finished speaking to Eine and the maids when she heard the man. That was why she walked toward the man, speaking quite louder than normal. When she reached him, she looked down at the man sitting on the ground. “As for what kind of monster my Foxley is, he’s the type that sniffs the incompetent and crushes them for the good of the world.”

I adjust the lens and focus on the pair. One is a woman with long dark hair walking a few steps ahead of a boy who is carrying two boxes so big, he can barely see over top of them. The woman laughs when the boy stops, puts the boxes down, and blows his hair out of his eyes. His hair is as black as hers and cut close to his head except for the top, which is long enough that it falls into his eyes. I've never seen eyes that color before. They're the most beautiful turquoise, bright, like the sparkling water of the ocean at my favorite beach in Cancun. With his tanned face and dark hair, they're striking.

I know Niobe and Selene said that our children were protected, but I can’t turn off my almost instant protective instincts. I was able to get away from the robo monster with Danielle and Demitri’s help. She had me lead it to the fountain in the packhouse courtyard. I was just barely able to stay out of his grasp though. These monsters move so unnaturally to the element they are made from. This solid metal guy moves as though he is made of rubber, but I found out the hard way, he is solid metal, my broken right hand proves it. Daneille started shooting him with water, distracting him enough to let me get away with Demitri so we could fight the flame monster.

I mutter, moving faster. I hear another scream and I swear again, jumping off the staircase and dropping down the last few meters. When I land there's a slight burning on my spine as the strength rune pulses with energy. Get your ass over here! I hiss at Rexall when I realize he is nowhere in sight. Ugh fine. I hate monsters, he grumbles. People run past me, terror and panic written all across their faces. I take a deep breath as I approach the monsters. They loom over me, dozens of meters tall with contorted limbs and grotesque faces. No one knows where they come from, but Hell is my guess; they look more like demons than actual living creatures.

He bumped heavily into Benjamin who was just starting to get himself again. “Zamora divine god help us, what the hell is wrong with Ser Godfrey this is obviously not a ravage monster, i suspect it could be a legendary monster with such strength.” Mica added, her face down with the outcome of the fight. “Mica, I need you to distract the monster, I have an idea.” “Over here!” She said, her voice echoing through the colosseum, the monster's interest got back to her as she ran avoiding its shooting webs. Mica couldn’t keep up for long as the monster was getting closer each passing second.

My height towering over everyone in the room. His eyes twitched. Just a flicker in his throat, a breath caught. A reminder that no matter how old or clever he was, he still felt fear. Good. I stepped into the full light, letting him see me clearly. Letting him remember what I was. He stood up as well, Darian Morvain not one to be intimidated. We were almost nose to nose, though I still towered over him, Alpha to Vampire Lord. Predator to parasite. My blood burned hotter. My hands didn’t shake. He was the one here asking for something.

no wonder no one wants to travel this way. Devrim contemplated placing his feet back on the canyon floor, but the large mole broke through the ground in front of him. The Monster loomed over them grating her claws together. She gave an angry shriek and swiped at the cavern wall. Ashleigh and the rest were forced to release and fall with the rocks that cascaded down. The mole dragged her belly out of the hole, clawing at anything she could hear or sense. The Monster was getting dangerously close to Alaron, and the Emperor panicked.

Monster: Redwoods Forest(*) Brown Bear Monster Level: 21 Health: 30,000/30,000 Attack: 100 Defense: 100 Skills: Thick Fur, Heavy Palm Strike, Reckless Charge The monster was only two levels higher than Mistaken Fox and his Stone Axe Minotaur but those two levels put both summoner and summoned creature in a dire situation. This situation was made worse due to the fact that Mistaken Fox and his minotaur were currently fighting three of them. The monsters only had three skills each but they seemed to be a lot smarter than usual and kept using those skills in ways that kept thwarting Mistaken Fox and his minotaurs attacks.

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.