Deltarune Vessel Novels & Stories

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.'"

He was feeling the wrongness of the quiet his Beta had ordered him to keep. Then, a second rune ignited beside it, this one a sharp, steady green-the "all clear" from the warrior standing watch on the northern ridge, a steadfast wolf named Bren who was known for his unwavering focus. The two signals were contradictory. A direct conflict in the pack's operational report. It was a tiny tear in the fabric of Kael's plan. A snag.

★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.

The Alpha of Den pack, Vincent, has three Delta werewolves serving him as his guards. Vincent is a strong beast. But he has limits unlike the three Alphas of WayHoRIx so he needed these aides whenever he goes. While one of the Delta werewolves named Hunter is driving, the other werewolves, Joel and Edgar are looking at the Alpha Vincent who’s sitting on the back seat. He’s staring outside the car windows, one side of his cheeks is so red, and they all wondered what had happened.

Charr said frowning and craning his neck trying to see over the trees without luck. ‘Fafnir, any ideas?’ Rex said. “If memory serves me right, other side of these woods was a river that travelled all the way past Ragnar’s Mountains and through to a river town called Delta. See if you can hear running water or smell it. Same way before, slowly breath and force your ears to listen, your nose should follow suit.’

” ⸻ 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.

Two fin-like structures ran along the underside, currently tucked against the hull. Seraphine’s eyes went huge. “It’s… it’s… pretty…” Rian whispered, “It’s a death torpedo with wings…” Kael honestly looked impressed. “I like it.” Selene tilted her head. “Functional and dangerous. I approve.” Alessia stepped closer, running gloved fingers along the hull. The ship vibrated faintly beneath her touch. Kade shivered. “It has a resonance core. Luminous-heavy. That thing is practically alive.”

Alpha Darnell barks out, as he fully exits the vehicle, his alpha aura pushing forward, I even feel it in the back of the car. “Apologies Alpha Darnell, we didn’t recognise the car.” One of the warriors shrinks under Darnell’s aura. “That’s because it is new.” He flippantly scoffs out before turning his back on the suspecting warriors and opening the back seat door for me. He places a handout for me to take, and I do. I had to play along, I must make it seem I was still on his side…until I got Alma out. “Welcome to the White Moon pack Runa.” He smiles out at me, his eyes roaming the length of

We should try. “Try,” I say quietly. The runes begin to glow as they morph and turn, and just when I feel they’re about to become whole again, they explode, throwing Enrique against the far wall. Dad instantly shields the two women, as stone flies everywhere. I hear a few bones break at the impact, but looking at Enrique, he seems fine, his eyes glowing gold. Delsanra now looks up, her red eyes full of pain. She’s been in demon form since we made our way down, the image of pure tragedy and beauty.