Homestuck Disciple Novels & Stories

"However, Pride Peak is different from the other main peaks. In Pride Peak, there are pro-disciples, which is why the disciples of Pride Peak are so proud. Each pro-disciple has an absolute Archean bloodline, which is terrifying and unparalleled, and the aptitude is even more amazing. Even talented Chad Skylark is not fated to be a pro-disciple, so my biggest threat is this pro-disciple!" While thinking, Zephyr Khan closed his eyes again and entered a state of cultivation.

a disciple sneered, stepping forward with a cold chuckle. “How dare you talk to Senior Kennedy like that?!” “I’ll slap the sh*t out of you! Let me tell you…!” The disciple couldn’t finish as he immediately fell dead silent. Harvey suddenly appeared in front of him in an instant and slapped him on the face. The disciple was sent flying in the next instant, passing out before even landing on the ground.

At the same time, the woman saw the tip of a sword protruding from the disciple’s heart, blood oozing out continuously. “I... Ugh...” The disciple turned with difficulty, and his expression flashed with disbelief when he saw Andrius’ cold and emotionless face. He was a ninth Divine Step expert! However, someone just snuck up on him and dealt a fatal blow... It was over. Andrius twisted the sword, ending the disciple’s life. Thud... The disciple fell to the ground, dead. Andrius pulled out the sword and said to the stunned woman, “Go home quickly. Try not to come out if you can before order is restored.”

James stayed in the Hagios Sect and became a lower-ranking disciple. The Hagios Sect was the strongest in Anceralos. It was also the humans’ greatest force. James was assigned as an Outer Disciple, the lowest rank of disciples. Outer Disciples were mainly tasked with minor jobs, mainly catering to the higher-ranked disciples. His current status was the lowest amongst Outer Disciples. After he reported his arrival, he was given an identity token and a broom. The broom he was handed was made of special materials and could be considered a treasure.

Even though immortals and mortals were different, that was the place where the disciple was born and grew up. His hometown was attacked by monsters, and some of his relatives and friends were probably killed. Under those circumstances, it was understandable for a person to murder the monsters in a fury. "Don't worry about it. If it were me, I might act even crazier than you," Caspian patted the disciple's shoulder, “remember to be extra careful and not hurt yourself." As he said that, Caspian took a bottle of precious medicine with healing properties and gave it to the disciple. The disciple was first stunned, and Caspian's action moved him. The disciple refused at first but immediately acce

was a lie built on my mother’s broken life. But as I looked at the faces around me, the words died in my throat. These weren't just employees. They were disciples of the Vane empire. They didn't see a victim; they saw a trophy. I saw a young woman at the desk—maybe twenty-one, my age—watching me with a mix of envy and terror. She looked at Julian with an expression that was almost worshipful, and then she looked at me like I was the luckiest girl in the world.

she said again dismissively. I furrowed my brows. “Why not?” “He is a good guy,” I shrugged. Quinn turned back to me. “Yeah, but not for me,” she answered and walked away before Austin got to us. I turned to Austin, who was three feet away, and shook my head apologetically before following after Quinn. After bio class, I went to look for Principal Reid. “I would like to forfeit the scholarship.” He stared at me blankly for a second, like I had lost my mind.

The other room doesn't have a sign of light, fifty-one disciple Mortal stage 1 gets punch smoothly. Going deeper into household Curt Sect, five-meter from the room Mortal stage 1, there's no sign of light. One of Nin Guild opens the door, "Hold." The leader gives him a warning via chat guild, one disciple Mortal stage 2 still awake. "Who?" Disciple Curt Sect stands from the bed, looking around. "Caty Cat! ...I mean ...meooong." He nervous for, first time about infiltration. "Oooohhh Cat! What! Since when the animal can talk...?" Bang! He got punched before finish speaking, the other thirty-eight disciples get punch smoothly too.

“What? Your disciple? When did you get a disciple, Jade Benmore? I remember back when Master Doran’s son wanted to become your disciple, you said you’d never accept one for as long as you live,” Colton Lawrence said with a look of disbelief on his face. “I said that before, but it was only because he wasn’t good enough. But this guy is the one I’ve set my eyes on, and that’s why I broke my rule. What’s the matter? Do I need your approval to accept a disciple, Lieutenant Lawrence? Since he can kill your son, that already means he’s better than your son, isn’t he?” Jade Benmore said blandly.

In a mystical world within the body of an immortal, a great ruckus was happening. “Master! It has appeared once again!” A good disciple knelt on the floor. He prostrated before his teacher which had given him his everything in short. This very man had saved him in the past and until this day, he has not forgotten his pledge of allegiance and service to this person. The disciple was content in doing so. He had no ambitions for himself, only to the happiness of his benefactor. To call him a slave was much more fitting than a disciple in this day and age.