Deltarune Vessel Novels & Stories

“Luna Raven, we are proud to call you our Luna, there has never been someone more worthy of the title. You have protected us and saved our Alphas against dangerous enemies, I Gamma Bjorn swear my loyalty and the loyalty of Blood Moon’s Deltas to you and your mates, to be here at your disposal, to do your biding and carry out any orders you deem necessary,” Bjorn steps forward and kneels at my feet, when Blood Moons Deltas follow suit.

There is 4 total ships that would be involved in the Inspection tour from Aeternum Central Shark City to the Eloesa City, with the public aims is to inspect the river routes and also delivering a few important items from the Aeternum Mainland to the Kingdom of Eloesa. There is only a single modern ships in the entire fleet of 4, that modern ship is the Coastal Patrol ship types from the Coast Guard, of which that I bought on earth before, the ship were fully geared up and armed to the teeth, ready for combat. As for the other 3 ships were the slow moving medieval wooden ships caravel, naturally it was all fitted with Magic Sails, for a bit faster movement. Yes, the Sail were magically enchan

The ship, which Thomas had already named the Vane-Thorne, was a shimmering, iridescent teardrop of translucent stone, its hull pulsing with the same indigo-gold light as the Marianna Root. ​"It doesn't have an engine, Mama," Thomas said, his voice coming through the resonance-link. He was standing beneath the desert canopy, his hand resting on the growing hull. "It has a Core-Sync. It doesn't fight gravity; it rides the 'Resonance-Waves' between the Earth and the L1 Lagrange point. It’s a ship made of 'Presence.'"

★𝖅𝖊𝖛𝖆 The deep-sea Rift was no longer a symbol of ancient trauma; it was a humming, stable doorway. The Explorer-Class Elemental Vessel was sleek, built with a core of Silvermoon Light and an outer shell reinforced by Elder Lyra's crystallized Ice a perfect fusion of elemental science and Cygnan engineering. My crew was minimal, myself as commander and pilot, a small team of Cygnan engineers led by Kaelen to manage the dimensional stabilizer and one observer from the Continental Council a young, sharp Earth elementalist from Chief Zahir's Sand-Shifter pack.

The Divine Void World did not have any small vessels like that. As for the small vessel's control methods, they had no clue about it. With the way things were, Fane was helpless as well. The array that controlled the vessel was about a meter wide, and various glowing lights lit up the array. On it were countless runes, jumping around. Fane could see every rune there was, but he could not understand a single one of them nor did he know how to control it. The other two were right behind Fane, unable to understand a single thing as well. This sent them into a moment of absolute panic.

Fimrouck scratches his beard. "For the granddaughter of my old friend, I want to do something special. Have you ever heard of a vessel weapon?" He asks. "I've heard of them but I thought they were a legend," I reply. The dwarf sets down his glass with a half smile. "Aye, they may be a legend to some, but I assure you, boy, they are quite real. A vessel weapon is the hardest to forge. Only five people in the entirety of Midgar can forge them," he explains.

I questioned when his eyes returned to their normal color. “Yeah, it works just fine. Will you be swearing her in as the Delta female and seeing if we can give her the pack-link too?” he asked as he looked in the direction of the packhouse. I turned to see Dara walking towards the training grounds with a coffee mug in hand and a bag hanging from her arm. “Yes, if she is willing to try to establish the pack-link and is willing to accept her rightful position as Delta Female,” I replied, accepting the mug of coffee from Dara. “Luna Delania said two creams, two sugars, Alpha. And yes, as Mitchum’s mate, I would be honored to accept my place as Delta Female of Skatom Mochain,” Dara said, wrappin

“That’s the part you won’t want to hear.” My chest tightened. “Say it.” He looked at the floor. “The vessel was chosen the moment Selene’s sigil touched Rory’s skin.” The room went quiet. It felt like the air had been ripped out of my lungs. “What are you saying?” Darius whispered. Lucien met my eyes, unflinching. “Selene used her blood to save Rory. That’s how she slipped inside. Rory is the vessel.” The words hit me like a blade to the chest.

Alpha Vance stepped forward, his heavy dire-wolf mantle swinging over his broad shoulders as he looked out through the panoramic viewports at the vast starry expanse. "I've sailed timber ironclads across the northern seas for forty years, Alpha King," Vance growled, his booming voice filled with sheer, unadulterated awe. "But this... this isn't just a warship. This is a floating mountain of death. The Fifty Packs are proud to serve aboard her." "She is ready for her maiden activation, Emperor," Elder Ruo declared, holding his dragon-staff high. "All that remains is for the Sovereign Family to initiate the core drive."

” ⸻ Aurelius immediately raised the reunited Oath Blade. Blue light burst across the sanctuary. Every crimson shadow retreated for an instant. “The Vessel is resisting.” he shouted. “He’s still alive!” ⸻ Matteo looked toward Alessio. “What do we do?” Alessio never looked away from Damien. “We bring him home.” ⸻ The Raven closed his eyes. “No.” Everyone turned. “It isn’t that simple.” He slowly removed the silver pendant hanging beneath his shirt. It carried the ancient crest of the Seven Guardians.