Pyramid Head Novels & Stories

I didn't notice that my hair was flaming red. I was startled because of the sudden cry of a bird, it sounds like a cry of getting hurt. I felt weak and had goosebumps because it won't stop, and my body is getting hot. I could feel my breathing getting heavy. "Kill them..." I heard a voice, not from Grandpapa, not from Zale, but this voice is full of hatred. And I feel like I'm going to puke because of this. "Kill those who dared to hurt the heir of the wind my child." And thus, my mind went blank and went to deep sleep.

Something I’d have to deal with at some point, by getting Jenny to deal with it. The lift stopped, and Biadet slid the iron gate aside. We were in a hall that was not very big. The top of the pyramid was obviously a lot smaller than the base, in case you weren’t familiar with how pyramids work. Ahead of us were very tall double doors, either side of which stood an equally tall guard. They weren’t quite ogre-size, but they were close.

The odds were good enough. I could feel my teeth vibrate as the back of the Prototype folded outward on itself, the jagged armour behind my cockpit peeling back like a gate to allow access to something new. The Prototype's secret weapon. Only, it wasn't a weapon. It was a crystalline pyramid of electronics and synthetic glass that poked out of the armour a few centimetres above the mech, shimmering in the midday sun. The quiet hum it made failed to convey the true power it contained.

As the daylight pours in and debris falls from above and hit the nearly completely deleted ground, my awing eyes continue to expand stupendously as I take in the beauty of these beings staring down at me. Their emerald eyes, large and gem-like, seem to be particular as they concentrate on me. Large heads with a blue-lit symbol of the crescent moon carved into the middle of their foreheads, huge black Dragon wings a little open at their sides as their massive bodies prop up on their limbs. The one to the left has a thick fine grey mane that frames its face, while the other appears to be a female without a mane. Oh dear...they’re so huge. Are they supposed to come out like this? How did they f

We were surrounded by shapeshifters, and a strange creature with the head of a bull was giving orders to them. The bull-headed shapeshifter was massive, towering over us all at a height of at least 8 feet. Its body was covered in thick, scaly skin, and its limbs were muscular and powerful, like those of a bull. Its head, however, was the most terrifying aspect. It had two large horns protruding from its forehead, and its eyes glowed with a sickly yellow hue, making it seem like it was possessed by some malevolent force.

I moved the Pyramid down the pole, wondering where Colt had bought it, and how whoever made this got the inspiration to make a modern version of the Judas cradle with a suction holder. I attached this suction to the pole now, and kicked Norio again so I could properly line the pointy end of the large pyramid face up. “Now I will have him ride it,” I said finally, walking around to stand in front of Norio again. My eyes met Colt, and he nodded.

“That’s not…good.” It wasn’t. Rising from the heart of the rainforest was a massive, geometric structure that looked nothing like a natural habitat. What the hell was a pyramid doing at the end of a jungle? This one was sleek. Metallic. Black and reflective, its surface catching little light seeping through the canopy and bending it in unnatural ways. Panels shifted along its sides—mechanical and almost too impossible to not notice. At its peak, a faint glow pulsed in some strange rhythm. Like a beating heart or something.

Then, the ground began to thrum. A rhythmic, heavy thudding that grew louder with every heartbeat. Out of the white haze, a nightmare took shape. It was massive, a hulking wall of muscle and bronzed armour. The creature stood on two thick, furred legs, but its head was that of a monstrous ram. Its horns weren’t just bone; they were jagged, spiraling obsidian that seemed to drink the light. “Is that… Aries?” Pelin gasped, her voice trembling.

It looked like a python. But it was much thicker than a python, and its head was also different. It looked like a turtle's head, or a frog's head, but it had a horn, which was very different. "What the hell is this? It looks so disgusting." Black Eagle pointed at the monster on the ground speechlessly and said. "I haven't seen it either. Take a few photos first and go back to ask an expert." As Wu Jiu said this, he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the monster.

His eyes never left the three-headed silver python the whole time. Compared to Fane, the three-headed silver python was in a much worse state. For the sake of making sure that the explosion was closer to the python, Fane had ignored his own safety. As a result, he had achieved what he wanted! The center of the explosion was incredibly close to the three-headed silver python's stomach.