Serpent Breathing Forms Novels & Stories

They got drowned underneath the quagmire as well as the ocean of their shock, astonishment and disbelief. “Aaarrggghhkkk...!!!” Mr. Serpent Win Mara carried on squealing and squeaking with the peak of his tenor eight-octave voice tune. His whole body had been turned to a kind quite massive bullet, with red orpiment and West Medicine Land dark brown supernatural powers covering all over his body.

He needed sleep. But as soon as he closed his eyes, the dream started. He was underwater. The deep, endless blue surrounded him, wrapping around his body like silk. He felt weightless, suspended in the vast expanse, his breath strangely steady despite the liquid filling his lungs. A shape moved in the distance. Dark, coiling. A massive serpent, its scales gleaming like polished obsidian. It watched him. Unblinking. Unmoving. Then, just as suddenly, the water twisted—shifted.

It just appeared, materialized from thin air or birthed from the stone, the only viable explanation for how something so massive can just all of a sudden exist. The serpent is unlike one I have ever seen before, its proportions more suited for a fairytale. Even in my most rigorous training in the forests of my home, we do not have such fearsome creatures casually stalking our plane. If we had been in Ceres’ form, she would certainly perish. “What is THAT?!” The snake hisses as Erebus pushes me away from the fangs on display before us. His body wedged between me and the monster. The serpent is easily capable of swallowing prey our size whole.

Morris attempted to throw a crumpled cupcake paper cup from the ones we ate earlier, but it only got blown by the wind. "Another insult!" She yelled. "Sierpenti lives in the ocean. Like I said, he has a tail, fins, and gills that make him move faster than any other being in the water. Well, after all, he is a God." "So . . . He's a mermaid?" "What on Luminozenko is a mermaid?" We stared at one another for a good couple of minutes until she tried to throw another paper cupcake at me. Poor cupcake paper.

Second: Ashen tongue of a Drelvine Serpent. A serpentine predator that lives deep underground in the caves of the Obsidian Reaches. Blind, but it speaks in vibrations and lies. To extract its tongue is to take its voice, and that tongue, when burned, releases smoke that cleanses spells cast from hatred or jealousy. Handling it is fatal without proper enchantments. Third: Egg of a Nocturne Wyrm. Nocturne Wyrms are rare spectral creatures that lay eggs only during the darkest night of a thirty-year lunar cycle. Their unhatched offspring hold raw, undiluted moon energy. Consuming even a portion could burn away curses—but also memories tied to the magic.

As she lands her foot on the surface of the abyss, the serpent sways toward her, mouth open and growling like a mad dog. Amira, though, is quick to dive in the air and throw herself up by hitting the serpent once more. Fallen and bruised, the reptile disappears and transport back to its original body. As her eyes searches for where her companion is, she spots him in the most unfortunate situation, squirming while struggling to breathe. The serpent is coiling its thick, limbless body onto him, constricting him to death.

I swiftly turned back to check on Draco…. ‘AAHAHhh…hough……ghough……’ Draco kept on coughing roughly, he was released by serpentine however his entire body was now embarked with red colored marks because serpentine very tight coil, I gently touched his mark with my fingertip…. ‘it looked painful…’ As I was lost in my though ‘HISSSSSssss……..’ I heard a small hissing sound from a meter distance away from me, upon twisting my neck I saw the same ‘yellow Serpentine’ now sliding to other side in its this scaled snake form while his head was locked in my direction.

The golden dragon and the black serpent intertwined, and the violent dragon energy exploded on the serpent's surface. After several consecutive explosions, the black python let out an agonized cry and rapidly shrank, transforming back into its humanoid form. It collapsed onto the ground, hands pressed on the rubble as it gasped for air. Descending from the sky, Wilbur looked at the snake man and asked, "What technique did you use earlier? Why couldn't I move after you used it?" "Hmph! You need something from me, don't you? Just like how you wanted to save that child," the snake man said, raising his head to look at Wilbur with a defiant smirk.

[Serpent Style] [Third Form] She slid one foot backward, pressed all of her weight on both legs against the ground, and sprang forward to meet the rushing beast. It all took a single blink before a sound of a blade, slicing through flesh, came about. When the two went past each other, the devilion fell to the ground, bleeding endlessly from its slashed neck. Dark blood flowed and spread—seeped in by the plants and big roots on the earthy soil. Then it died in no more than a minute. “Snake Assassin,” Larice muttered. The third form of the Serpent Style was the quickest way to kill—sometimes dealing critical damage if she aimed to hit the weak spot. It’s basically composed of a single strike,

Kate's POV The giant serpent coiled away from us, its massive form sliding back through the forest the same way it had come. I could hear the crunch of its scales over the dead leaves and damp earth, and I didn’t dare move until the last flick of its tail disappeared between the trees. Only then did I exhale. A shaky breath escaped me, and I realized I’d been holding it this whole time. My lungs burned. “Are they dead?” I asked, turning to Kira, my voice a whisper like I was afraid the serpent would return if I spoke too loudly.