Hantu Kemangmang Novels & Stories

Alif was shaking violently from head to toe watching the strange events he saw. Kumara in front of him even smiled. "That's their talisman, 'pegangan'. Those humans. You know, do not you?" (Pegangan handles. The handle means humans who carry out black magic agreements to achieve a goal, usually assisted by spirits). Alif shook his head in fear. Unable to move. Still paying attention to the terrible figures around him. "Sorry, it's only for a moment. This is not what I want you to see," said Kumara. At the same time, suddenly a white light enveloped Kumara and Alif.

He didn't know he was the main target. As he turned to shift, he heard loud shrieks from afar. It sounded like a horde of bats. The shrieks increased as the creatures got closer to where he stood. Kendrick watched them with a hard expression. Kanimas! He hated the lot of them. They were creatures created from dark magic. The had the appearance of bats, only they were larger. They had a single long horn in the centre of their heads, large scaly body and enormous wings. He wondered why there were so many of them.

In this entire domain, there is a place where Tadhg Walter needs to cross two people to leave this place, they are the ones who hold all the taboo secrets. Break Bone Human is only afraid, Tadhg Walter goes through many battles, he will be tired. But Tadhg Walter felt normal, calling Break Bone Human continued. The first, called Haunt Uncle, is a middle-aged man who uses witchcraft, along with demonic techniques, and has a cruel personality. The second one is the Ghost Scene Female General, she is said to be over sixty years old, but she practices dark magic, sucks blood, and looks like a young girl.

The humans went about their business eating dinner and getting ready for sleep; oblivious to what went on inside the large canopy of the dense trees. Deep inside the forest, the scent of blood hung thick in the air. The night had gone eerily quiet as the five creatures were standing in a loose circle. They were oddly shaped- a cross between an orc and a goblin with limbs sprouting from their bodies at odd angles. Their eyes were mere sockets, lidless and black orbs and a slit for a mouth with a set of crisscrossed pincers and a long nose to complete their look. They were the hycwens, a blood-thirsty race of wild and untamed creatures that killed for sport and ate anything that moved.

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

” He added. “Oh, Really? How touching.” Suddenly a weretiger walks approaching them. He wears a Byzantium thin mantle and cobalt blue shorts. He looks like a standing giant Sumatran Tiger. Jeje, Cocong, and ßenlong are vigilant. They are ready to attack it. “Cindaku, A demon half human and half tiger of Kerinci. Be careful. His strength isn’t a mere joke!” Jeje exclaimed. “Guys, let m-”

Now dear reader, I want to insert a bit of local Filipino Folklore into the Spa. In the future, we will be talking about other culture's mythological creatures as well but we can start with these for now. The aswangs are humans that augment themselves with a ritual then eating innards and drinking blood. The manananggals are also humans that augment themselves with magickal balms and consumption of human flesh, innards and blood. They mostly target unborn babes that they suck from the tummies of their mothers using a long, thin cord-like tongue.

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

- Bobby I am still confused about what is happening why Papa is so tense half of our group are still sleeping and they were carried by those who don't "what is the update?"- Bobby "its hard to tell but that flying zombie was too fast its like a MANANANGAL in myth"- Phil -MANANAGAL= FROM A FILIPINO FOLKLORE THAT CAN SPLIT ITS BODY AND FLY USING ITS ENORMOUS WINGS. ITS FAVORITE FOOD IS HUMAN HEART- "haaa!?"- Dessa "just like what you heard theres a flying zombie in the rooftop"- Jimboy

“You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.” He narrowed his eyes. “You had a name for it.” “I call him Kujo.” He tried not to laugh and failed. “Oh, right! Like Stephen King’s novel Cujo!” “Well, he’s big and angry and dangerous like a rabid Saint Bernard, right?” “Right!” He laughed heartedly a moment longer. “Sorry. You’re just full of surprises, young lady.” “Go figure, old man.” He elbowed me, laughing out loud again. When he calmed down, he took an