Hourglass Skull นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Strange objects were scattered across its surface. A brass astrolabe, dull but still detailed. A collection of oddly shaped crystals that caught the flashlight beams in strange ways, reflecting light that didn’t feel natural. And then— A human skull. It sat quietly among the objects, its hollow eye sockets staring straight into the darkness… as if it was watching them. “Whoa…” Marco whispered, his voice low, caught between amazement and fear. “Your grandfather was into some… really weird stuff.” Ben swallowed hard but said nothing.

"This will become your final resting place, after the demons invade and enslave all if humanity. But you won't live long enough to see that happen." The obelisk pulsates faster and faster before it switches to a constant blue glow. The glow evolves becoming more solid than just light, before ultimately replacing the obelisk with a solid blue void. A large hand the size of two people emerges from the void, its skin looks like it has been severely burned. A second hand comes out, and together they push the void open wider. A large skeletal head with no skin or muscle slowly pokes its head through, with an eye still in its one socket and its tongue sticking out.

“A poor joke, I know.” He carefully lifted the skull in both hands and turned it so it faced Leesa. “Take a look,” he said as he gently set it back down on the cloth. It took a few seconds before Leesa realized what she was looking at. The skull appeared normal in all respects except one, but that one was enough to pull a sharp gasp from her throat. Jutting down from the upper teeth were two sharp, curved fangs! “Oh my god!” she exclaimed, her eyes fixed on the pointed teeth. “Is that what I think it is?” Professor Clerval smiled. “Yes, it is. I believe this is a genuine vampire skull.”

What would happen of I looked away even for a second? Slowly, the creature started to glide towards me. Its rasping increased in pitch. The closer it got, I could tell a little more about its features, but nothing about them relieved me. For one, it did have a face, but it looked buried behind a film of heavy darkness. Its skeletal face had sockets so empty that only darkness poured out of them, its chalk-white cheekbones were as sharpened as knives, capable of cutting, and the teeth…cracked and broken in places, misaligned in others.

I squinted, trying to make out my surroundings, but it was too dark to see anything clearly. The ground beneath me cracked ominously as I shifted, and I almost fell again. Curious—and horrified—I reached down, my fingers brushing against something smooth and cold. I brought it closer, trying to make it out in the shadows, and then froze as the shape became clear—a human skull, empty sockets staring back at me. A scream tore from my throat as I dropped it, the bone shattering as it landed on what felt like an endless layer of bones beneath me.

I said. He shook his head. “Defects don’t present symmetrically like this. And look here.” He moved the cursor to her rib cage. “The rib structure is slightly thicker. And her bone marrow density is far beyond normal human range.” I stared harder. “And this…” He shifted to her skull. “There is subtle expansion at the base. It resembles neurological reinforcement. Almost as if her body is built to handle transformation-level stress.” “That’s ridiculous,” I snapped. “I will say the same. I have not seen anything like this.” he replied. “How can her anatomy be so different from that of a human when she looked like a human?”

He sensed a very strange aura on the other side of this ‘end’. “Is there something fishy going on here?” Andrius tried to punch the wall of the cave. Crash! In an instant, the wall which was about a foot thick shattered into countless fragments, falling to the ground. There was indeed something else there. Andrius instinctively passed through the hole and stepped inside. As soon as he entered, he was deeply shocked. He saw a huge skull! The skull’s size far exceeded Andrius’ imagination. It was almost larger than any living creature he had ever seen. Just lying there, it was several stories tall. One could only imagine how huge its entire body was.

Above them, the ceiling cracked open, revealing a starless sky that pulsed like a beating heart. Nihareth lifted both arms. "Bring me the final relic." A female follower approached, cradling an ornate golden skull wreathed in thorns. She knelt and offered it forward, her hands trembling. "The Skull of Orun, taken from the old vault in the east." Nihareth took it with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He turned to the altar and placed the skull into the hollow at its center. The air turned colder instantly. The ground beneath them shook.

Its long fingers were the size of my leg; and gripped at the ground in agony. Trauma’s skull had been fragmented, scattered around the face to form a massive skull-shaped mask. Parts of his brain were floating amongst the mess. I could even see one of his eyeballs suspended in the monster’s cheek. Its back was hunched; skewered with bone fragments and spinal cord. His back legs were slightly bowed and remained motionless, shielding most of its glowing stomach. The monster dripped bloody virus and easily dwarfed me. It could have easily been eight metres tall, maybe more.

It took me a long time to get him alone in there, and as soon as I thought about leaving him alone, he would get angry and turn around. "Come on, honey," I said, lowering my head to kiss him on the cheek. "Just for a little while." "Gollum." He turned and licked my chin, shrugged his shoulders, and lay down. "WHOO!" He didn't forget to turn his head to remind me. "Just a minute." "Normal bones, no deformities." "The brain is fully developed, at least for now..." "Huh? What's this?" On the screen, large shadows appear on the back and caudal vertebrae.