Horror Undertale Novels & Stories

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

But the question that haunted me more than their creation was how they got in. Siege is protected. Sealed. Cloaked. This shouldn’t be happening. We only responded to the scream of a student. By the time we arrived, three beasts were already feasting on his lifeless body, tearing through flesh like it was nothing more than fruit. I fought them off single-handedly, bones crunching beneath my claws and jaws. But for every one I killed, three more appeared. Like a curse unfolding in real time. This… This was the "bad" little Leister warned me about. Not that I hadn’t believed him—there was something too haunted in his eyes for me to dismiss his words—but I hadn’t expected it to arrive this soon.

"The attic suite is suicide! The thing in there isn't just a ghost, it's—" "It's what?" She bit her lip, her voice a terrified whisper. “It’s the Shadow Lord. An ancient entity that devours light and souls. They say he rips your soul straight from your body, leaving your mind to scream in the endless dark until he finally swallows you whole.” I pulled my arm away. “Sounds cool.” “Cool?!” Marcus leaned over the third-floor railing. “Little girl, do you have any idea what happened to the last player who tried that? He didn’t even make it through the first night. The next morning, all they found was a human-shaped bloodstain on the floor!”

It was just about to loosen when a mechanical voice suddenly rang in my ear. “Hello, your romance system has arrived.” My romance system was finally online. But the very next second, it continued: “Emergency alert. Due to a processing error, you were transmitted into the wrong game. This is not a dating-sim otome game. This is a horror game. Special note: the person you are currently attempting to overpower is the final boss of the horror game.” My scalp went numb. Electricity ran down my spine. Even my fingers trembled. What? I was in the wrong game?

[Unstable anomaly detected. Dungeon energy surging. Instance is upgrading.] [Welcome back to the Psychiatric Ward.] [Five patients still show no signs of returning to normal. They are beginning to believe they were never the problem. The problem is the world.] [Task: Survive one full day in your patient’s hands.] [Remaining players: 3] [Difficulty: S] The livestream chat exploded. [What just happened? Why is the dungeon leveling up mid-run?] [I only saw Zero and the pet start fighting, then my screen went black!]

A lullaby hums in a voice not your own Sung from the mouths of the buried and dead A faceless thing grins in the wide doorway Stretching its arms, your escort inside Your name is etched on a tomb with no grave A jagged whisperer, an icy brace Your heart beats loud, but not for long Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you I said grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out, and so will your veins The bells don't toll; the clocks don't chime Only the sound of the end of time Your Shadow melts your hands turn cold The nightmare sings as it takes hold I'm sorry to say, but this is the end Your breath is stolen; no need to pretend A door creaks open; the void

Finally reaching the castle, the slaves and Natalia were surprised by the abundant amount of Orcs that there was going around, and also of other strange and terrifying monsters, such as the giant rock colossus, the scarecrows, living armors, and the ghosts, who were screaming in surprise, although this was their way of communicating. "T-This… What kind of place is this?" asked Natalia, as her lips trembled in fear, she didn't seem to think that this was that big of an upgrade from the Mindflayer's spaceship… Please make sure to check out my other novels, I am sure that you will like them! My World Traveling System: The Harbinger of Death: A Story about a young man who is suddenly struck by l

"Here, dear, this might help with your hangover. A little sourness to counter the bitterness." Nysaa reluctantly took the glass, the acidic scent of lemon making her wince. She sipped cautiously, the sharp tang sending a shiver down her spine. "Ugh, that's harsh," she grimaced. Dr. Ruiz chuckled softly. "It'll do you good. Eat some breakfast, and you'll start feeling better in no time."

"But that's just reality for you, and it's not up to you to doubt it. So understand the situation and spill the beans, or I might really go too far." The undertaker simply laughed. "It's just dying. Come on, kill me if you dare!" Frank dropped to a crouch in front of the undertaker, growling coolly, "Death is a reward to you, huh? Well, I'm going to let you suffer all the torment possible in this world through torture, for as long as you live!" "Do you even have the stomach for that?" "We shall see!" Frank raised his palm, levitating the undertaker into the air while materializing a drop of acid overhead. It trickled down and hissed as it hit the undertaker's scalp, burning through hair and

If they could stop being at each other’s neck for just one minute, then they would realize that something may be wrong. I sniff the air. Trying to separate the different scents that were surrounding me. That’s when I catch the smell of rotting flesh. I don’t have time to warn the rest because a dozen or so undead burst through the opposite side and come barreling toward us. I guess Agron and Khaos didn’t waste time in attacking. “Oh shit” Xavier says. I go into battle mode. Jumping on one of the undead, I tore his head clean off his shoulder before going to the next one.