Sublime Bone Dust Dark Souls 2 Novels & Stories

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge

His nose twitched and tingled, tracking the stench of a vampire feeding. He was cloaked in silence and stealth, slowly padding through the soft grass and freshly fallen leaves. The dense forest was the perfect waiting place for an ambush as his predatory eyes found his prey. The thick greenery with its silvery filter of the bright white light from the full moon helped to camouflage his light sandy colored coat. His yellow gold eyes trained on the vampire as he curled his lips to expose his pearly white canines. His unsuspecting prey let out a hissing shriek of surprise when he finally revealed himself before the undead began gurgling on his own blood while Kaynon locked his jaws around the v

S) "[Why?… is it useful?…]". [it is…Undead Skeletal animal bone can be refined into bone dust which is the most important ingredient to concoct a high-level healing potion of all type…the Alchemy division has been exporting these ingredients from Dukedom and it's already cost us 1 gold coins per kilo…]. (T.A.S)

Just answers. The club was a low-end spot called Velvet Sin—neon lights still flickering even in daylight, bass thumping faintly through the walls. Back entrance, like Dre said. We slipped in through the service door. The bouncer knew Dre’s face—nodded once, let us pass. Money talks. Then Dre turned around, giving me the signal I needed. Up the stairs to the VIP booths. Room 7. The door was cracked open, moans spilling out—loud and shameless. I pushed it wide.

Satine said, putting down the amber vial and holding up a knife. “What is that made out of?” Bronx asked, his face looking almost disgusted. “Bone.” Satine said quietly and as she watched Bronx’s reaction she smiled. “Bone from a human cursed and wolf cursed fused into one.” She smirked. “Ok, I will be back with your supplies.” Bronx groaned. “Before you leave, bring him down here. If he’s going to be unconscious might as well get him strapped in now. That way if he does come too we won't have to fight him. This actually works out perfectly.” Satine smiled brightly.

There, resting on the cold stone, was a fragment of bleached bone. We immediately caught the scent. The air had shifted; the familiar, damp odor of rust and compost had been replaced by a thin, piercing chill—an unearthly miasma that defied description. "The bone," Asher whispered, his eyes locked on the object. "It’s human," I noted, observing the distinct porous structure. "It’s El Silbón," Caspian added. The moment Caspian uttered the name, a faint, nearly imperceptible crackle—like a static discharge of electricity—flickered in the shadows.

“This bone belongs to the Ancestral Dragon. It’s almost indestructible. “It’s very extraordinary and needs strong energy to sustain it. Without energy, it will soon wither away. Once that happens, the inscriptions within the bone will also vanish with it. “I’ll transplant the dragon bone into your body. You should be able to keep it alive for a long time with the Demonic Energy in your body. Once it completely fuses with your body, you won’t need to supply it with energy to keep it alive anymore.” Xozarth looked at James and asked, “Are you ready?” James nodded. “Yeah.” Xozarth said, “Alright. Lie down.” James did as instructed. Xozarth waved his hand, and a small knife appeared in his palm.

Clearly this is an everyday occurrence. "Get the fuck out Jesse, we are all sick of your shit." Bone says while putting a sandwich in his mouth. "Fuck you all." Jesse screams then begins to walk out of the kitchen to the front door but stops at me. "Just wait, they'll do the same thing to you one day."

His shoulders shake, his breath coming in ragged sobs. She is back. She is safe. The mate bond, which had been nothing but an aching void, snaps back into place, filling him with warmth so overwhelming it nearly crushes him. Across the blooming white flower, the elf’s glowing form dims. His hair, once burning gold, fades slightly, tinged with streaks of red—a mark of the toll the spell has taken. His skin is ghostly pale, the runes still smoldering against his flesh, a silent testament to his sacrifice.

200 km to the west. Heels clattered against the pavement of Executive Director Robert Slith's new Drug Manufacturing and Research Center. A place that was inaugurated a long time ago and that only the best had been hired. A place with more mysteries than science. The air billowed his dark hair and billowed around his face that outlined a triumphant smile. He ran his fingers over the plate of his white coat changing in a flash activating a spell, the name carved into it. He looked up and down the imposing building with disinterest knowing that what he was looking for was not in the visible part and his smile broadened.