Skeletons Of Society Novels & Stories

I freed half the skeletons from the cage, leaving the rest to do their duty to Vienthrey. “Right then,” I told the skeletons. The soldiers were accustomed to them and did not question their presence. They had named the ones that patrolled their streets, I found out as we travelled, as well as many of the surviving skeleton vermin. I shook my head in bafflement, but it made sense that a city which embraced the presence of a dragon in its queen’s bed, would accept the presence of skeletons in its streets. As we travelled through the countryside, I cast out. Aurien had said that some had gone missing. We made camp on the side of the road, and the arrival of five additional skeletons startled th

It was the very reason it was also called the Plains of The Dead. That was in the past, because right now there were thousands of them. Zombies lined up in the front with not very good armour. There were also gargantuan zombies behind the smaller ones. Behind the zombies were skeletons. The skeletons were wearing armours that were in much better condition and quality than the zombies. Skeletons were said to be smarter than zombies despite not actually having a brain. Their ability in archery and melee combat made them quite formidable. They may be able to fight, but in the end they cannot do much without coordination.

Daniel looked at him. "The spines," Adrian said. "The colours and the sizes — they are not the same register as the structural concrete and the glass. But they are both the honest showing of what is inside. The building showing its structural bones. The books show the intellectual bones of the collection." He paused. "They have the same kind of honesty." Daniel looked at the shelves. He thought about the bones room as the room that showed what held things up — the structural and the intellectual simultaneously, the concrete column and the book spine, both forms of the honest bones.

--- The creatures are not alive. Skeletons clad in sand-armor, their ribcages cradling pulsing violet fungi. They move in silence, scimitars of bone gleaming under the twin suns. Eden's crows dive, but the sand-armor dissolves them, acidic grains eating through feathers and flesh. "Run!" I snarl, but the city answers.

I cheered them and said further ," Then the undead army of skeletons will attack us. Basically if we walked past them without making a single noise they'll not attack us ." " Why?" Xavier was the first to ask. " Because they can't see. They are a lazy army of undead who don't want to be disturbed by any outsiders. If anyone or anything interrupts their peaceful sleep they are eaten alive." " Eaten alive?" Loren exclaimed in shock. " Yes. And they are turned back into skeleton knights. So I repeat it again: don't ever make a single noise when passing through their colony because I don't know their weakness. My mother has not mentioned them," I said as I stuffed the map back into my shirt's po

Everything looked strangely normal—except for one horrifying detail. Aside from Klaus and Veronica, every person I saw was a skeleton. Their heads appeared human, but their limbs were nothing but bones. Their pale necks, arms, and ankles starkly reminded me that this wasn’t a normal place. This was the world of the dead. Even though I had mentally prepared myself, the sight of so many skeletons still sent a wave of cold fear through my body. My fingers went numb, and my vision blurred as I struggled to make sense of it all.

“A few weeks ago, Dominic and one of his Deltas stumbled across an abandoned cemetery just outside the old territories. Nothing but ruins, overgrown stone, and a dangerous creature of corruption, much like the one Varen is using to terrorize the town. But buried in one of the graves was a skeleton engraved with gold.” “Creepy,” Odessa muttered beside me. “Oh, it gets better,” Allen said. “This skeleton wasn’t just any skeleton. It was humming with residual energy, an energy that was responsible for binding a corrupted creature in place from six feet under the ground.” I narrowed my eyes. “So you’re saying the skeleton had power?” “Not just power,” Allen replied. “It was once the power. That

Instead, he said casually, "I'll take back what belongs to me." "There's nothing that belongs to you!" The three experts fiercely attacked. Since they had come out, it was impossible for the skeleton to achieve his goal. As they said, there was nothing that the skeleton was looking for here. "Don't talk so much nonsense with him. Just suppress... no, suppress and kill him!" The human skeleton did not say much to them. He did not come here today to talk nonsense with them. Moreover, whether he could come back or there was nothing here that belonged to him, it was not up to them to decide!

It was far worse because eternal life came with eternal sufferings. Xanthea gulped hard. Her grip tightening around the pouch filled with gold coins to make the payment because skeletons didn’t have a bank account, so they traded only in gold. Mostly, when an immortal turned into a living skeleton, they lost their previous identities, powers. Except for life running in their bones, they were left with nothing, not even enough strength to protect themselves. So they were captured and sold for medicinal purposes, mostly. They were also used for festive decorations; sometimes they had a rope tied around their cervical bones and hung them on their porch.

Skeleton Saint became an SS-Rank. The Skeleton Ninja and the Skeleton Rogue were the most interesting ones as well, they were two skeletons that specialized in fast attacks and agility, something often not seen in such Undead creatures. The Skeleton Ninja evolved into a Skeleton Shadow Ninja, and then into a Skeleton Shadow Moon Ninja… gaining shadow-like abilities. The Skeleton Rogue evolved into a Skeleton Assassin, and then into a Crimson Skeleton Assassin, gaining several crimson-red robes and a powerful dagger coated in crimson-red metallic materials, it was interesting. Both of them ended at SS-Rank.