Erchius Ghost Starbound Novels & Stories

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

Even Reaper and Sienna had relaxed, sitting on the edge of the holographic projector, watching the map. I looked at the global projection glowing in the center of the room. The massive, pulsing crimson dot over the Mariana Trench was entirely greyed out. Abyssal-One was offline. "You did good, Ghost," Dax said, walking up behind the couch. He handed me a canteen of actual, purified water a luxury we hadn't seen in months. He had showered and changed back into his signature heavy leather cut, his Phase-Knife strapped to his thigh.

He stretched his hand for a handshake, and I took it. He has a firm grip, but his hands are cold, so fucking cold, just like Echo’s touch. “I am sorry to ask but are you a…” “Ghost? Absolutely.” He answered before I could even complete my questions, that explains why they can both see each other but does this mean that I can see all ghosts because I initially thought that I could only see Echo. “We met yesterday when she was sad and alone and we have been friends since then.” I feel terrible that I put her in that position, but I am glad she’s okay and she’s back. Adrian though, he is different. He is actually cooking, touching and holding things, how is that even possible.

On the top floor of ValeCorp, Elena Marsh’s clearance badge blinked once. Then failed. Security arrived four minutes later. She didn’t resist. Because she knew: The system didn’t belong to her anymore. It had remembered its true heir. The file was locked beneath six levels of redacted security. Even now even with root access it hesitated before opening. But she didn’t. She tapped the command key. The screen flickered. And there he was. Elias M. Ghost classification: 004. Erased: 5.09.21 Status: “Presumed Terminated – No Confirmation.”

The cub looked up at the stars. Then said “He is not the only one reborn.” We returned to the council that night. Sura waited with a bowl of silver water. The other elders stood back. “This is the Well of Echoes,” she said. “It shows you the soulstrings of those around you.” Freya and I held hands and stepped forward. The moment we looked in, I saw them, threads of light, tied from my chest to hers. But there were more, many more. Strings looping behind us like spider silk.

Yet within heartbeats, the dense green plant enveloped my palm, making its way around the back of my hand and fast enveloping my fingers and wrist, not halting until all my burns were disguised. “Gods,” I murmured, staring at my moss-covered limb as Tristan delicately eased it to rest on my stomach. “I’ve never seen anything like it.” Seraphina was observing Tristan, her brow still furrowed, and I was not certain if she was addressing me or him when she added, Eir has allowed me to heal you, but what form that takes is up to her. When the moss withers, what we uncover beneath may be flesh as pure as a newborn babe’s or the gnarled limb of an ancient crone.” “I understand.”

"Is it the ship, peanut?" "No," she said, her gaze drifting toward the radio tower on the hill. "The ship is just a noise. But behind it... there’s a ghost in the wires. It’s small, and it’s cold, and it’s very, very hungry. It’s calling for the shard." Julian felt a cold prickle at the base of his neck. The crystal shard he had "given to the wind" hadn't just disappeared. Its resonance had leaked into the atmosphere—a "Spectral Echo" that every scavenger with a high-gain antenna was now trying to triangulate.

He tried to trace the IP; the Ghost bounced the signal off a satellite in Antarctica, a toaster in Tokyo, and a library in Brazil. But Altair was Vespera Thorne’s son. He didn't just know code; he knew architecture. He realized the Ghost wasn't trying to steal the money. The Ghost was leaving a tag. Altair stopped fighting. He watched the Ghost reach the center of the vault. It didn't take the billions. It simply planted a flag—a small, ASCII art skull—and vanished. CONNECTION TERMINATED. The room went silent. The red lights faded back to blue. "Damage report," Altair asked.

The version of Sarah in the flight suit had manifested a shimmering, obsidian blade, and she was lunging at Kazimir with a robotic, Non-Linear-Motion. "Stay back from the monolith!" Kazimir roared, parrying the ghost’s strike. Each time his Glitch-Blade met the ghost’s weapon, a shower of purple sparks erupted, and a scream echoed through the minds of everyone present. "I can't hold the tether much longer!" Jun screamed. He was kneeling at Elara’s feet, his hands glowing with a blinding white light as he strained to maintain the Neural-Loom. "The ghosts are trying to eat the connection! They want to follow her in!"