Godzilla Nes Creepypasta Red Novels & Stories

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I wonder what you feel like under me. He licked his lips and stepped closer. The chat erupted. [This guy is gross. He will even harass monsters!] [Honestly, most SSS dungeon monsters are hideous. Anyone would react like this after meeting a cute ghost girl.] [She’s not getting away. I know him. He’s ranked 23rd on the leaderboard. He’s good, but he’s also famous for being a creep.] [I don’t think I wanna watch this anymore. Ghost girl, run!] [You’re feeling sorry for a monster now? Well, I’ve never seen people do it in a dungeon. My pants are off. Showtime!]

Her eyes, once a soft brown, were now glowing with a harsh, rhythmic red light. "We see you, Elias," the girl said again. Her voice wasn't her own; it was a layered, echoing sound, like thirteen people whispering into a metal pipe. "You thought you could steal our treasure? You thought the 'Forgotten' belonged to you?" Around the camp, more survivors began to stand up. Kael, the young man Elias had comforted, rose slowly. His head was tilted at a sharp, unnatural angle. Then an old woman. Then a warrior. One by one, their eyes ignited with that same terrifying red glow.

“That’s exactly it. I worry about us; that’s why I want Beel to get inside so I can save him from Asmodeus’s influence.” “Influence?” “Shit. What’s that!?” I didn’t hear the rest of what Leviathan wanted to say because I turned my attention back to Beel and Asmodeus after hearing Belphegor’s remark. Something massive is crawling over Beel’s head. It looks like a massive centipede that wraps itself around his neck. If there’s one thing that I learned from my previous life, it’s that scorpions and centipedes aren’t a good sign.

VIOLET-PROTOCOL ACTIVE. The ship’s speakers didn't play an alarm; they played a heartbeat. A slow, heavy, violet heartbeat that resonated with the "Grit" in my blood. On the screens that hadn't shattered, I saw the first casualties. In the "Scrapper Slums," the neon signs didn't just go out—they turned purple. The people standing in the streets didn't fall; they stood perfectly still, their eyes glowing with that same, terrifying violet light. "He's not killing them," I whispered, horror rising in my throat. "He's linking them. He’s turning the entire population of Lagos into a multi-processor for the Violet God. He’s building a hive-mind."

Fuck You! Argh!.." Roaring, the God Of War, Nri Magu, felt frustrated then charged forward. He simply couldn't take it anymore, how could he allow this strange Bloody Red God to underrate him so much. Not only did the Red God discovered his cowardly plans to retreat, but the Red God also referred to him, a 'God Of War' as Little Ones. He didn't even stop there but went on to say that an Avatar of his Avatar, would kill him with just one breath. Even an ant couldn't be killed with just a breath, it was just too humiliating.

​Nora stood in her dressing room, staring at a gown made of spun gold and crushed ink. ​Suddenly, the mirror in front of her didn't reflect her own face. It reflected the Obsidian Stylus, sitting on her vanity. But the stylus wasn't black anymore. It was Glowing Red. ​A message appeared on the glass, written in Kael Davis’s messy, "God of War" scrawl: ​[LIQUIDATE THE ESTATE. THE CO-WRITER ISN'T THE BOSS. THE READERS ARE THE DEBT. BURN THE SCRIPT OR LOSE THE SON.]

Another tragic event occurred in Preousia. Nereza's face was filled with dread and pain as she enters Clarisse's room. "I-I c-can't believe i-it. This is impossible! This can't be, Bella!!" Nereza cried, clutching her chest as she fell to her knees. I am breaking too but I had to be strong for us, it's the least I can do. I encircled my arms around her to send my comfort. "I don't believe it as well. But don't worry, we will stop at nothing to find her."

“MMMM” All Red Nest could do was to groan in pain. Who said the Undead did not have any feelings? They definitely felt hurt and rage. They felt fear and anguish. If there was one thing that they didn’t feel, it was guilt and sympathy. Right now, Red Nest was experiencing pain and fear. He felt pain from the limbs that had been cut off, and fear towards the intruders who had so swiftly dealt with him that he had not even had the chance to see them even as they were slicing his limbs off! Besides, he was no fool. The fact that he wasn’t killed cleanly meant that these intruders wanted something from him. He didn’t know who they were, but he dreaded being held captive by such strong assailants.

It feels like just by talking or thinking about it I feel that chills in my body. “Riri, tell me what is going on. You are not like this before and it is making me nervous.” Lana said. “Lana, do you have any news if the gods caught the black goddess and if she is already being punished? I feel so weird and ominous. I keep on dreaming… no. I am having this nightmare about the black goddess. When I was in the normal world, I keep on dreaming of the black goddess controlling me again and I see blood all over me and around me. I killed everyone and I enjoyed doing it.”