Mythical Creature Hippocampus Novels & Stories

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,

"It's a Chrysopoeia sea serpent!" The black staff housed a Chrysopoeia creature! Godtools typically had their resident beings, but it was uncommon for Chrysopoeia creatures to submit themselves as resident beings of another's Godtool. They would usually opt for self-destruction. The sea serpent, ruler of water, effortlessly plucked the Cambrian Python from the depths, creating a massive wave that swallowed the python whole. Onlookers witnessed the sea serpent tearing the python apart, swaggering briefly before dissipating like a wisp of smoke.

And though Byron had a hard time recognizing what kind of animal it took form from, I - on the other hand - immediately recognized it. The front part of the creature was a horse, while the other half was a very long tail of a fish. But it was as taller than any land horse I have seen, and Byron and I were utterly towered by it. With its piercing glowing eyes, it studied us like we were a couple of interesting monkeys. I have only heard of the mythical creature in books and fictional movies, but looking at it, I was almost certain that it was the same creature. A Kelpie.

It moved with an eerie fluidity that defied its massive size. Pelin gripped my arm, her breath shallow. “Tell me that’s not real,” she whispered. “It’s real,” I said, forcing myself to look. “And it’s not alone.” Capricorn, the sea goat, swam alongside it. Half-beast, half-fish, its spiraling horns cut through the water with terrifying grace. Its muscular upper body merged into a powerful, scaled tail, propelling it forward like a nightmare from the depths of the ocean.

I nuzzled it and cooed at the bright yellow animal with hints of scales on its body. “It’s a hippocampi,” Poseidon spoke loudly behind us, making me jump. Luci gripped me tightly. Clearing his throat, Poseidon stepped away, scratching his head. “Sorry, it’s a hippocampi. Half horse, with a siren tail. It couldn’t be any fish,” he hurried his words. “It had to be strong to be able to push through its hooves because streamlining is near impossible for this animal.” Posideon turned his back and hurried away.

[Image: A diagram of the human brain's hippocampus, highlighted with kinetic gold energy] He shed my outer robes with a rhythmic, respectful urgency. In the shadow of the Isles of Memory, our intimacy was a sanctuary of the Present. We made love on the deck beneath the silver moons, our heartbeats a defiant, irregular rhythm against the perfect, mathematical humming of the silica. Every thrust was a declaration of the "Now." Every moan was a frequency that shattered the "What-Ifs." As we reached the peak, the gold and emerald light of our resonance surged through the skiff, clearing the mist for miles and revealing the islands in their raw, terrifying beauty.

I heard another say, as it created another vortex in the water to collect most of the fishes again into its month. "IT IS A GIANT OCTOPUS!" Alpha Abbadon said, as I looked back at him. He seemed shocked to see it like the rest of us. Was this why it was called the Great Mésis Sea? Was this why there were no records of werewolves crossing the sea ever documented? Alpha Abbadon was right, it had the tentacles of an octopus but its head was still submerged underneath the water. I wonder how vicious it would look like if it emerged from the water fully.

I ruffled Hoka's hair. "Your soulmate is the king of the Ocean Nymphs and after you both wed you will be his king along his side," I mumbled softly and his eyes opened wide. "But the shark God said he was his son," he muttered. "Ukupanipo was hosting him for the annual herring run or some shit like that. Kaimana is a king, I thought you figured it out when you said he was the power of the ocean," I replied and he huffed.

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,

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.