Deltarune Vessel Novels & Stories

Not from the predator. It was a hum. A single, resonant, harmonious note. A ship dropped out of a jump directly between us and the void-predator. It was the vessel we had seen once before, the one woven from a basket of light. Elara's ship. But it was not alone. Flanking it were a dozen other vessels—Kael's Stalwart Friend, now scarred and battle-hardened, and others we recognized from the freed worlds. Ships of crystal, of living wood, of solidified sound. The First Chapter.

Laryn says as the others run past Dmitri. A few moments later Laryn runs back down carrying a halberd. I feel utterly useless. Dragon fire will kill a shifter and vampire. We are at a complete disadvantage and have no way to help our friends. The best we can do is protect the children with our lives. Dmitri hands me the egg. "We need a secure room with a low ceiling. If that beast escapes the dragons we don't have a chance if he shifts."

~Stargem: Rewrite~ Sephtis' fleet arrived at the Crimson Gate and joined the Blood Fleet. Right behind the legions of ships is the Excelente Class World Destroyer Ship. This ship is powered by four dark magic crystals and is 40,000 km in length (front to back), and has a height of 15-20,000 km. This monstrous ship has a large lazer barrel in front and as the name says, it can destroy worlds. This is only one of the 4 Excelente Class that serve as a flagship of the Forgotten Navy. The ship where Sephtis is, docks inside it and a man can be seen looking down from the hangar observatory deck wearing black robe with a golden sash.

He wanted to feel the vibration of the approaching engine in his boots. ​The Valkyrie didn't arrive with a roar. It arrived with a hum—the sound of twin high-performance turbines muffled by state-of-the-art acoustic dampeners. It was a sleek, low-profile interceptor vessel, more of a blockade-runner than a cargo ship. This was Arthur’s insurance policy. Inside its reinforced hold were the raw, uncut gemstones and the physical bearer bonds—the liquid "exit strategy" in case the tech merger turned sour. ​"Gamma Team, status," Roman said, his voice barely a whisper over the wind.

The launch of the Oakhaven’s Reach was not the fire-and-fury spectacle of a Macro-verse rocket. It was a Phasing Event. The ship, a sleek needle of silver-moss and shimmering graphene, didn't sit on a launchpad. It sat in the center of the cooling tower, anchored by the collective focus of a million "Glitched" souls. As Julian integrated his consciousness into the ship’s core, the entire vessel began to vibrate at a frequency that made the surrounding air look like liquid glass.

~Night in the North~ The band of the night anti-supernatural creatures were all set out all on standby against the time the enemy steps forth unaware of their secret formation and intentions. They are all following the lead of Raven. "Kai, can you hear me now?" Raven asked tapping the piece plugged to her ear. "Yes Raven. Very clear" "I'm with Delilah. Check with Archie and the rest. Any time from now, we might spot something fishy around. I think they are probably thinking of setting a trap for us tonight"

Ruelle groaned from my right side. “They took only the pup?” I asked Nevan to be sure, and he nodded frantically, already breaking a sweat from trying to keep up with us. Nevan was going to be a hacker under the Delta who would be Rune when Soren took over. The Delta was usually in charge of communications within and outside the pack, so Rune’s team members didn't need to be fighters but were excellent at getting information, which was why Nevan didn't need strength training. “Yes. They took just the pup”

Vane coughed up dark blood, staring up at me with terrified, wide eyes as I stood over him, my silver runes burning with absolute authority. "It's over, Vane," I said, my voice cold as ice. "Your rebellion ends today." Vane let out a desperate, wheezing laugh. "You... you think I'm the mastermind, girl?" He spat blood onto the floor, his trembling finger pointing toward the high balcony overlooking the city harbor. "Look... look at the harbor!" I turned, my heart freezing in my chest. Through the shattered stained-glass windows, out in the middle of the burning royal harbor, a massive, ancient black warship was rising out of the water—a vessel three times the size of Vane's entire Sunfang fl

"The Draconian fleet thinks they are raiding a storage facility. They don't know the core-stones are already integrated into our flagship's hull." Dmitry didn't say a word. He followed her out of the subterranean vault, his bare, magma-scarred chest still radiating the suffocating, pitch-black pressure of the Void-Strain. His amber eyes were a fixed, unblinking glare that cut through the damp darkness of the palace corridors. The revelation of his genetic origin hadn't broken his focus; it had merely given his beast a name and a target. ------------------------------ Six hours later, the Royal Vanguard cleared the inner river delta, its massive mechanical paddle wheels churning the dark wate

with a vengeance. Major Darwen Kirly watched as his subordinate hardly patted the big dark blue tool on their right while looking downward with absolute satisfaction. The Major’s blue orbs then glanced at the runes he had placed on the tool. The runes were glowing light blue and circling the big jar, signing they were still going strong. “These runes will last until the race is over, right?” his subordinate asked. The Major turned his head downward, watching the participants running and shivering under the water pour. His face was expressionless.