Disciple Homestuck Novels & Stories

His hair and beard are almost white, with visible streaks of gray, and along with his crumpled and stained lab coat, they all seemed to have been unattended for a long while now. "It's an artificial spirit prototype made by yours truly, the great Professor-Inventor Zen Xiu, 'cha know?," the professor said with a sly smirk on his face. The young student was amazed and filled with awe, his eyes wide with interest, but was instantly replaced by ripples of worry, leaving his face creased with apprehension. "You're creating something that will most likely provoke some of the Elder Council again...," the young man replied with a worried look on his face.

But soon, she hung up, explaining, “My master’s phone is off. He must be busy.” Zoey smiled and dialed the number herself, switching to speakerphone. A powerful male voice came through, “My dear disciple, missing me?” Zoey snorted, “Not at all. Old man, why are you still lying?” “Huh? What have I lied about?” “You’ve taken another female disciple!” “No, absolutely not! You’re the only female disciple I have. You can ask your two senior brothers; you are my direct disciple!” “Not buying it! Your so-called direct disciple is standing right in front of me, acting all high and mighty!”

His eyes move over me — grey robe, no clan mark, white hair, the iron Outer Disciple tag at my collar — and his expression does the rapid calculation of someone determining threat level and finding the number low. "New intake," he says. "This isn't your concern. Wait your turn." "I read the rules pamphlet," I say. "Page fourteen, paragraph three. Senior disciples are prohibited from leveraging rank differential for personal resource extraction. That's the rule. You're currently breaking it in front of twelve witnesses." One of the disciples on the bench — a girl with Frost Moon Kingdom robes, Spirit Awakening Stage 2 — looks between me and Ren with an expression of someone watching a situati

Yana nodded and replied, “Yes, they’re the core figures from the hidden families of door disciples, which are the Lowe family, the Stow family, the Cross family, and the Zen family. You should have an understanding of the door disciples, so I’ll be direct. They’re regular visitors to the second and third zones behind the Nonagon’s door. Each family also has children studying or teaching in each zone. Generally, such a family will not appear in the secular world. After all, the impact is very wide, so they can only stay hidden.” Hearing that, Philip nodded silently. It was similar to what he had in mind. After all, things like disciples and the Nonagon were too shocking and bizarre. They need

"Compensation? We should be demanding compensation for making us wait all this time for nothing! How dare you ask for money! Get lost!" Rhea collapsed onto the floor and wailed, but no one pitied her. They only found her cries an unpleasant nuisance. "Haven't you humiliated us enough?" Flint snapped. "Now come with me!" He hauled her up from the floor and dragged her out of the house. … Two weeks passed. As my hatchling grew by the day, Drakon and I slowly settled into our roles as new parents. One day, while we were out buying supplies, we walked past Flint's old storefront and noticed several men at the entrance.

I said through gritted teeth. "Oh babe, don't get mad." The man tried to grab after me. "Don't call me that!" I slapped his hand away. He gave me a smile. "I was busting my ass in the gym only to find my home turned into a fucking whorehouse." "Chick, it's not like that." I gave a bitter laugh, "then explain what they are doing here. Why the fuck are you here? I don't even know you." "He's me friend-" Jake said.

At the same time, the woman saw the tip of a sword protruding from the disciple’s heart, blood oozing out continuously. “I... Ugh...” The disciple turned with difficulty, and his expression flashed with disbelief when he saw Andrius’ cold and emotionless face. He was a ninth Divine Step expert! However, someone just snuck up on him and dealt a fatal blow... It was over. Andrius twisted the sword, ending the disciple’s life. Thud... The disciple fell to the ground, dead. Andrius pulled out the sword and said to the stunned woman, “Go home quickly. Try not to come out if you can before order is restored.”

One day, while playing, I spotted a glitch. There was always an NPC. He kept getting crushed by falling rocks again and again. Never dodged. If a player pulled him away, he'd walk right back. If anyone talked to him, he'd just repeat, flat, "I... love you." I closed the laptop. Outside the skyscraper windows, the sun rose. I smiled. I'm never going back. Tomorrow's mine.

Homer walked up slowly and spoke calmly, "Dack, forcing your growth beyond your natural limits only destroys your foundation. The Resonance Stone is fair because it doesn't accept any shortcuts. It only shows where your true foundation actually is." After the crowd watched the whole thing go down, they didn't bother hiding their contempt. "I actually thought he made it to Arcane High Priest, but then it dropped right back down. Has that ever even happened before? That's hilarious." "So Dack Crother is Mr. Bond's fellow apprentice? Looks like he really doesn't measure up." As Dack heard every word from the crowd, his face turned an ugly shade of green. He wanted to kill every last one of them

She shrugged her tiny shoulders and made a comically clueless expression. “Ah dunno,” she replied, her tiny fingers splayed wide to emphasize her puzzlement. Eva, chuckling at her daughter’s antics, squeezed Daisy’s hand affectionately. “Let’s go get you cleaned up,” she suggested, understanding the need to address the mud stains that adorned her little explorer. Nathan, taking on the role of the caring companion, decided to seek out Daisy’s older brother, Liam. He walked away with a confident stride, heading towards a more secluded area where he anticipated finding the young boy engrossed in his world of imagination.