Novel & Cerita Flowey Possession Sans

He knew that he had to protect Francine at all costs, even if it meant putting himself in harm's way. "You'll never have her, Floch. Not while I'm here," Azure declared, his voice firm. Floch growled, his eyes glowing with fury. "We'll see about that, weakling." The full moon hangs low in the sky, casting a pale light over the clearing where Azure and Floch stand. Azure's heart races as he watches Floch's face contorted with anger. Suddenly, without warning, Floch's body begins to shift and grow. His limbs elongate and fur sprouts from his skin. Azure takes a step back, his eyes wide with fear.

Maybe it's the crowded place? I looked over for Daniel, but he wasn't there. I stepped forward and felt my foot going back. My body wasn't going the way I wanted. Just like...just like when a person is drunk! I felt more out of my mind as seconds passed. I felt my eyes roll back and saw a thing. No not a thing. A person looking at me. Ace? ××××××××××××××××××××××

Lottie's POV I watched as Fluffy approached me, her head nudging at my stomach gently. A cute sound bubbled from her throat. A warm sensation spread through me as Fluffy's touch seemed to resonate with the pups stirring inside me. It was as if they recognised the hellhound's presence, responding with gentle flutters. I couldn't explain how, but despite the cuffs suppressing my abilities, this connection brought me a glimmer of relief. For a moment, the fear and uncertainty faded, replaced by a comforting sense of unity.

Mona's POV Derek's body convulsed in my arms, his lightning turning inward, attacking his own nervous system. The thing wearing Marcus Phoenix's face wanted him empty, hollow, ready to be filled with something ancient and wrong. "No!" I pressed my hands to his chest, pushing my fire into him, trying to burn out whatever invasion had begun. But phoenix fire fed phoenix spirits. I was making it worse. "You can't fight it that way," Amaya said, still weak but forcing herself upright. "The possession requires consent. Some part of him has to accept it."

And finally, and most importantly, Oppressive possession: This is also called doorway possession, and was one of the rarest forms reported. Unlike the other forms, oppressive possession requires two victims. The first needs to remain close to the possessing force and used as a conduit of sorts, a base where the demonic entity can “import” its malicious visions and phantasmagoria. The second should remain mobile and acts as a “delivery” system. Both parties should be relatively young (as the possession takes a toll on them physically), and creative as the entity will draw from their minds, like a sort of battery.

Sadeste to meet Merfoy and discuss something important. Niffa immediately fled to Mt. Sadeste, she saw the ocean around the place, and it was sparkling as she saw the stars and the moon shining so bright. She remembered what Rico told her that the blue flame is the moon keeper, she sigh as she pull herself together trying not to cry while thinking about it. She knock at the huge door and it opened instantly, she saw Merfoy sitting alone on the huge table as he uses his three-layered glasses while reading the magic book.

Everyone slams their mouths shut at my words, their thoughts weighing out the likelihood that I could be right. “Is that even possible?” Kenji asks after a few tense moments of silence passes in the room. “Is it possible for three separate beings to inhabit one body and be able to just take control at will?” Apprehension tenses up his body beneath me, his arm tightening even more around my body. “I have never heard of something like that happening outside of a Demon possession.” Levi says, his lips pursing as he searches his memory for any instance that could relate.

Adrian’s POV The sight of Dr. Windley on his knees, hands bound, should have sent me into full panic mode. Instead, I felt this weird disconnect, like I was watching someone else’s life unfold in slow motion. I walked over to him, my shoes crunching on the gravel, and carefully peeled the tape from his mouth. The sound was harsh in the evening air, and Windley immediately started working his jaw like it had personally offended him. “What happened?” I asked, crouching down to meet his eyes.

Sam penetrated him from behind with a roar, each thrust echoing like silent thunder in the apartment. Andreas's submission was complete. He braced himself on his elbows, his fingers digging into the torn sheets, receiving each impact with a mixture of weeping and hysterical laughter of pleasure. At the final moment, Sam held him by the neck with one hand, keeping him steady as he spilled his seed inside him with a force that made Andreas climax right after, without needing touch, solely from the sensory overload of being possessed in that way.

His brain was working better now. “Did you get Leo’s soul to the reincarnation stream?” he asked her. The transit container was on the floor next to him. It was empty. The natural conclusion was that Celeste had followed the rest of their plan whilst he was unconscious. She averted her gaze and his heart sank. Had he gone to all that effort for nothing? “You arrived here with his soul,” she explained haltingly. “Then it floated out of the container. I’ve never seen that happen before.”