Skeleton Manga Novels & Stories

"I'm so sorry, Victoria. They didn't make it. Shortly after you left a Soul Eater broken in and attacked them all. It was like a shark feeding frenzy. They didn't stand a chance." My heart shattered and I breathlessly pleaded with her to tell me she was joking. That this was some sick, sick joke she was playing. But the sorrow in her eyes told me exactly what I didn't want to hear. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the faces of every person in the building flashed through my head.

I was cornered. While the skeleton continued to advance on me, I shut my eyes and shook my head. “This isn’t real… This isn’t real…” The sound of bones rattling toward me was replaced by the sound of those very bones being kicked to the floor. I opened my eyes to see a large figure in the dark, wearing a hoodie with the hood up, standing over the skeleton as it writhed and kicked on the floor. It swiped a bony hand at the figure and slashed it in the thigh, but the figure retaliated by picking the skeleton up by its throat -- well, where its throat would have been, if it had flesh.

They play dance dance revolution and failed miserably since none of them can dance. They play Mario Kart, and Tank-Tank she won both, of course. Saga also play claw crane. He didn't win anything though but he did tried —six times to be exact, until Kira decided it was enough. Saga protested about it, telling her he was so close but really he said that everytime and in Kira's defense, it was painful to watch him struggle and keep failing. So she asked him if they can play another shooting game instead because she quiet enjoyed it.

Agreeing with Zen’s words, Remi told Zen what they knew about the floor. “Back then, we did not have the lantern. It took a very long time for us to reach the boss room. Skeletons are weak, and we hid to avoid them when we heard them. The final boss is a skeleton magician who could summon other skeletons during the boss battle. It was tedious, but Charlie’s luck strike took him down almost instantly while the rest of us engaged with the skeleton soldiers.” Zen could almost imagine how Party Freedom dealt with this stage. It was a stable strategy. Considering how this was the first floor of a new stage type, Zen assumed the skeletons were made easy to handle, similar to how slimes were create

“The excarnation removes most of the flesh and organs from the bones, but there is always a bit left behind. If an animated skeleton is kept long enough, it passes through a rank stage, and then the smell settles as the remaining flesh rots off. They never smell fantastic, and their smell is definitely more noticeable in large numbers, but it does get better.” “Hopefully, we will get to see,” Narayan replied with enthusiasm. “It might be centuries until you summon them again.” “I have something a bit… unusual… planned for Vienthrey,” I told them with a smile. “You will enjoy it.” They exchanged grins. I remembered sharing similar smirks with Akyran during our first war, when the excitement w

Akihiko, unwaveringly fends off the Akaname knocking it back to its corner. “Come and get it!!!” screams Akihiko agitating all of the Akaname in the room. All the Akaname leap directly at him and grab each of his limbs. One of the Akaname tries to take him out immediately by going for his neck but he screams and dislocates his arm and gets stabbed in his clavicle. Blood pours out from his mouth and the clavicle while he agonized.

Declan stands motionless by the floor-to-ceiling window, the neon glow of the city bleeding across the hardwood like liquid gold, painting his silhouette in flickering light. His shirt hangs loose, the fabric clinging to the damp heat of his skin, sleeves pushed up to reveal the corded muscle of his forearms. The faintest sheen of sweat glistens along his collarbone, catching the light as his chest rises and falls with controlled restraint. His jaw is set, a muscle ticking beneath the stubble, his shoulders taut with something raw and unspoken. I can see the pulse hammering at the base of his throat, the way his fingers flex at his sides, as if fighting the urge to reach for me.

A hand that was made of nothing but bare bone scratched the other dead undertaker's face and parted one cheek, revealing the ravenous teeth of the zombie. The last of the skeletons leapt onto Herwin's corpse, tearing at cracks in his blackened skin and locking jaws around the meat puppet's head. Viktor's vision was starting to turn gray. He felt completely exhausted. The effort of maintaining the physical movement of the skeletons was draining his body enormously. He felt the tension in every muscle, every tendon, every nerve that burned with pain. He had nothing more to give. A spear of dark energy slammed into a skeleton, knocking it through the air, crashing it against the opposite wall.

Those people on the yachts outside could not see anything and began to curse. The first skeleton warrior rushed to Qin Haodong's side. With a slight shake of the Xuan Yuan Sword in his hand, the skeleton was cut into several pieces and scattered on the ground. Then a small red beetle flew out and drilled into the ground again. Not long after the beetle entered the ground, another skeleton made its way out from the ground. It turned out that these insects were the source of the skeleton warriors. As long as the insects did not die, there would be an endless stream of skeletons.

Neu and Hikari then started it. Hikari started it by sketching a manga and Neu started to modify it to better meanwhile Nimura was watching over them and tell them if there was any problem. (I would like to put some samples based on what did I do back then, but I can't put the picture. Maybe you can watch the sample that of manga that I made by myself on tapas by searching the book name. 'monster hunter story -the returns-'. There was a novel version in W*****d. The story was written by me in 2019)