Hollow Knight Vessel Novels & Stories

Optimizing the mission. "What do you suggest?" I asked. "We go in as ourselves," he said, a shocking, dangerous glint in his eye. "Or rather, as what they would expect me to be. A conquering hero returning with his prized trophy." It took me a moment to understand. "You mean... me?" "You are the Goddess Vessel. The ultimate prize. The reason for the attack on Moonlight Pack. We will let the rumor fly that the Architect has succeeded. That he has broken the Eclipse pack and is delivering the Vessel to his master in Crimson Sands."

“You carry not just power, but memory. The weight of every Vessel before you. To return… you must awaken.” She blinked. “Awaken what?” But the figure had vanished. The realm began to tremble. Back in Black Hollow, John prepared for the descent. Callen stood with him at the old altar, now reformed. “The Hollow Within exists between worlds. It’s not a place you walk into. It’s one you surrender to.” “I’m ready.” “You’re not,” Callen said. “But love doesn’t wait.” He handed John a blade not metal, but bone-white. “This belonged to your father. It only cuts through lies. You’ll need it.”

I rasped, forcing my feet still. Kieran’s smile widened. “Why?” he murmured. “You called.” “I didn’t call you,” I hissed. The eye behind the seam—still open, still watching—blinked once, slow. “YES, YOU DID,” the voice whispered through bone. “BOND IS CALL.” The Hollow King stayed close behind me, calm as ever. “It wants a vessel,” he murmured. “And Kieran is… convenient.” Kieran tilted his head, listening as if he could hear the Hollow King’s words directly. “Convenient,” he echoed with a soft laugh. “That’s a kind way to say it.”

Kaelor looked at Aradaa—the man he loved, the man who was currently a host for a thousand ghosts—and felt a rage so pure it threatened to choke him. "There’s always a choice," Kaelor growled. "We find a way to purge it." "There is no purge for what’s in my marrow," Aradaa replied. He stood up and walked out of the hut, toward the beach. The moonlight was a harsh, silver blade against the water. Kaelor followed him, his boots heavy in the sand. "Aradaa, wait!" "Look at the horizon, Kaelor." A massive shape was descending through the clouds. It wasn't the Zenith. It was a biological vessel, grown from the wreckage of the Hive. It looked like a giant, flying lung, its sides pulsing with a sickl

PRIMARY VESSEL: KAEL DRAVEN. My heart stopped. And beneath it, in letters that seemed to bleed across the stone, appeared the final sentence: REUNIFICATION WILL BEGIN IN THREE MINUTES.

came the deep, controlled command. The maids left without another word, and the door slammed shut behind them. Silence fell then I turned my head slowly and saw him. Alpha Kael Vorthrane. He was tall, broad, perfectly imposing. The light reflected off the sharp lines of his face, highlighting a faint scar along his cheekbone that made him look all the more dangerous. His dark hair was swept back carelessly, as though the world itself bent around him and his cold, merciless eyes locked onto me as though he could see straight into my thoughts.

His fingers twitched slightly at his sides, the only betrayal of the storm building within him. “Subject: Deceased. Adrium: Not detected.” The lead drone emitted a short, shrill beep, and the others responded with a synchronized retreat, lifting upward like vultures denied a feast. In seconds, they were gone, vanishing into the smog above the ruins. Tunde exhaled slowly. His eyes flicked to the crate. The shard glowed faintly in the shadows like a heart still beating.

Though the sound came from something big, there's no strong breeze of wind felt by those who're present on the ground. The beam that her aura caused was a signal to the fleet that is waiting outside the planet. The fleet is a hive fleet with four moon size bio-engineered sphere-shaped vessels called Viviendos. These massive ships are different from the one that destroyed one of the suns of Heavens Fall. Because of its size, it can be easily targeted and another weakness of these ships is their speed. They are a very slow moving ship. The advantages of these ships are the hive itself. One Viviendo carries around 700,000 fighters and 2,500 combined heavy cruisers and battleships. Weaponry: 200

Oh, what did it matter as long as I was warm! “Joanne!” “Who is that?” I asked finally, my tongue eventually coming unglued. A shocked looked crossed the vessel’s face as its eyes flitted about. A moment later, its determined gaze returned to mine. “You. You are Joanne Puhvel. Remember who you are!” “Do not dare hit me again, vessel,” I growled when the vessel raised its hand. It didn't glow like the others. Instead tendrils of black smoke surrounded its figure. I wanted it. It would cloak me better than the pathetic offerings of these weaker vessels.

Something else. Adrian’s eyes widened. “That, that’s not part of our database.” Rafael zoomed the satellite feed. The screen went pale with static, then cleared to reveal a massive aerial vessel descending from the storm clouds. Helena’s shield barriers faltered under its electromagnetic pull. Ravel’s fortress walkers stopped mid stride, thrusters sputtering. Even Leviathan staggered, caught off guard. Victor Kane’s face turned pale. “Impossible” The vessel’s silhouette was unlike anything Aurora had ever seen, dark, angular, and humming with lethal energy. Lights blinked along its hull, revealing dozens of weapon ports. And from the shadows of the craft, figures moved, hundreds of them, arm