Genshin Halloween Novels & Stories

The older man nodded slightly. “Get them here.” Toad demanded before moving on to other business. The meeting was coming to an end when there was a knock on the door. After he bellowed for the prospect to open the door, a confused face appeared. “The best way I can describe this, Halloween is here with Pagan’s daughter asking for Dino.” “Halloween is a good description.” Dino grinned as Gremlin and Rocky chuckled. “Show Halloween in.” Toad ordered. The prospect stepped back and motioned for someone to enter. Shiloh stepped in holding Alyssa’s hand. She let go and ran over to her dad. Pagan pulled her into his lap and kissed the top of her head.

Leaf by leaf, life sprouted around Maleficent as she stood at the middle of the miracle with an agape expression – her head kept on turning for she did not want to lose the chance to capture the magic unfold. Gukasho, who was standing behind Cent and her father, spoke with pride oozing from his goblin voice. “This is the festival of the Hallow fields, my lady. Once a year, the barren land right in front of the grand duke’s chambers will come to life.” His fist-size eyes wandered as well, Gukasho could never be tired of this beautiful scenery that was not supposed to exist even for a few moments inside the wretched Nether world.

The chatter died. "Is this an event?" someone shouted. "Is this the Halloween update?" Ren’s voice boomed across the server, amplified by the Iron Whale's massive transmitter. It didn't sound like a player's voice. It sounded like the voice of god. "This is not an event," Ren announced. "This is an obituary." He waved his hand again. The environment changed. The beautiful marble fountains turned into Oil Rigs. The pristine white towers morphed into Smoking Ruins.

It was October 19, 2020, and the late-night air was thick with the excitement of Halloween approaching. Five friends; Gem, Light, Mike, Reed, and Red were crammed into a Range Rover, their bodies buzzing with delight. The streets were lined with jack-o'-lanterns gleaming in the darkness, and there were no houses around. This caused doubt to grow in Gem’s heart. “Are we even near?” She asked Light, glancing nervously at Red and Reed, who shared the same uneasiness. The excitement that had filled the car moments ago was now tinged with a hint of dread.

Guests drifted through lush gardens and along glass walkways, their fashions a mix of formal couture and subtle pack symbolism, sapphire-blue lapels, dresses embroidered with moon sigils, and bracelets of woven silver fur. Supernatural guards stood at every entrance: some human in gleaming body armour bristling with runes, others shapeshifted into massive wolves whose augmented eyes glowed softly. The atmosphere thrummed with expectation…everyone knew tonight was not just any celebration. As the quarter moon crested overhead, a hush fell. A low mechanical hum announced the arrival of the honoured guests. Alpha Farrell, believed lost to the winds of war, strode through the crowd with Queen De

Julian (from balcony above, smirking): “I’ll guard the sarmale.” Tunnel spiraled down into crystal-lit cavern. Seven pedestals glowed—each holding a legendary artifact. 1. Hellebore Mist Blade – katana, mist-forged, 47 hellebores etched along the fuller. 2. Blackened Silver Shard – 47 hellebores, fractured, pulsing shadow. 3. Shadow Invisibility Cloak – liquid night, folded like silk. 4. Hellebore Dagger – twin to the blade, smaller, venom-green edge.

Kwanghee lisped, “you’re the torn.” While Go-eun shook her head and made faces. Jin pulled them closer to him, pointing to Suho with his lips. The three of them looked at him, his hands in his pocket meandering through the street. Kwanghee pulled him closer, patting him on the back. “It’s too early for Halloween, man. Cheer up, will yah?” The three thorns and rose laughed, shuffling their feet to the amusement park. Jin winked at Go-eun and Kwanghee. They knew what their mission was. And who the target was.

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.

Today was October 31st in the human world, Halloween night. That evening, kids and young people in town wore all kinds of strange costumes and paraded through the streets. They lit candles and made wishes. The whole street was packed shoulder to shoulder, loud and lively. It was Seraphina's first time in the human world since losing her memory, and everything felt new to her. But when she remembered she had a mission, she forced herself to rein in her curiosity, even though her eyes kept drifting toward the festivities.

The air was thick with the scent of lilies and artificial grief. Selene was slumped in her seat, her elite white uniform glowing with a soft, martyred light. She had gone into Saintess Mode, dabbing at her eyes with a lace handkerchief as if she were the one who had been cursed, not her lackey. Beside her, Jaxon stood like a monolithic wall of muscle, his golden Lycan aura vibrating with a low, dangerous hum.