Red Nes Godzilla Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

This was the punishment. At some point, green smoke crept in without warning. The temp plummeted. I shivered, and he slipped off his cloak, wrapping it around me. "Don't be afraid," he murmured. Afraid? Not even close. My perception glitch had me kind of... hyped. "They're back!" Mia yelled. "Grandpa and Grandma are back!" The door creaked open. Two shriveled elders shuffled in. Chat Feed went wild: [It's them. The revenants. Nobody survives past this.]

​The rise of the Red Moon; The "Blood-Gate", did not bring light to Neo-Tokyo. It brought a thick, coppery fog that tasted of ancient rust and dying stars. As the red crescent emerged from the Pacific, the "Zero-Variable" in Leo Vane’s veins didn't just hum; it screamed. It was a frequency of pure, unfiltered predatory instinct, a call from something that predated the "Wild Code" by eons.

As I stepped through the portal, boots on, I thought of Daemon to be transported to his book. When I came out the other side, I instantly realized something had gone wrong. Even though I hadn’t visited Daemon’s world, I knew it was set in the human realm. The blood-red sky I was under was clearly not a feature of the human world. I lifted my right jacket sleeve, showing a thin metal bracelet engraved with “fuck off,” and then tapped on the word fuck, which caused a holographic keyboard to appear. As I questioned the reason for my portal’s destination, when I was trying to go to Daemon’s book, I typed in “book, blood-red, and sky” intending to reach Daemon’s book. I didn’t remember Auth havin

Her eyes, once a soft brown, were now glowing with a harsh, rhythmic red light. "We see you, Elias," the girl said again. Her voice wasn't her own; it was a layered, echoing sound, like thirteen people whispering into a metal pipe. "You thought you could steal our treasure? You thought the 'Forgotten' belonged to you?" Around the camp, more survivors began to stand up. Kael, the young man Elias had comforted, rose slowly. His head was tilted at a sharp, unnatural angle. Then an old woman. Then a warrior. One by one, their eyes ignited with that same terrifying red glow.

He had already bumped into her earlier, and after turning around to glare at the monster, his guess turned out to be right. The monster itself had green eyes and messy hair, and it was currently crawling out from a dune. Standing upright, she looked similar to a human at first glance. Closer inspection, however, anyone would definitely know that she was anything but. Still repeating the same line from before, Capra Nanny began slowly crawling toward Gerald with her long tongue—which was filled with rows of barbs on it and was occasionally dragged across the sand—hanging out. “C-Capra Nanny!” stuttered the Master of the Desert in fright as he instantly began kowtowing before her.

“Listen, Nya, do you want to see what’s become of the so-called sacrifices or not?” An image of Gavin’s smiling face came to mind, one from before the Dragon Moon where he was claimed by this monster. She narrowed her eyes at him. Nya Gould wasn’t easily frightened. While it crossed her mind she might be crossing into a lair filled with angry, hungry dragons, something about Slate’s mannerisms made her trust him. Of course, that could just be how he tricked his prey into becoming his dinner.

It sounded like a familiar woman’s crying sound— Crazy Crone! Alex was stunned and pleasantly surprised when he saw Crazy Crone appearing in Gods’ Tomb with her messed up hair. Seeing a real human being in the Undying Clan’s base was practically like seeing a friend from his hometown. “Elder, we meet again!” Alex immediately approached Crazy Crone. Crazy Crone oddly rolled her eyes and stopped crying. Instead, she stared at Alex with dead-looking eyes. After two full minutes, she started crying again. While she wept, she mumbled to herself. “The end of all gods lies in God’s Tomb. There are neither paths to heaven nor hell. Sob sob—”

professor Norma said. Miss Danel's face quipped, "Maybe I'm wrong; I'm not so sure about that, Professor Norma." "No, Norma." Mr. O. Renci said. "I know that the red Alpha and the beast god are completely extinct. So there's no need to worry about that."

He said. "Yes.. So all of you, I called you all here to inform you about the arrival of other Malemyns and Gwandys from the United States of America. Their monsters department called me that they will be needing at least 5 Malemyns to help them eliminate the monsters nest that they discovered. The said monsters nest is full of evolved snakes with two heads and their tails has blades." Alfonso said.