Synonyms For Puppet Novels & Stories

I wouldn't be surprised if there was a dragon. “But there… is an… another method… buy a… puppet body… so I could… posses it…” Droon informed me in an excited voice. Did I think, buy a puppet? Where can I buy something like that? "Is that really necessary? Where can I buy it?" “Through the witches!… or… puppet masters…” Oh no! Witches?!

The sound of iron chains breaking rang out one after another. Almost in the blink of an eye! The coffins hanging in the air fell to the ground one after another, and then a huge mechanical puppet came out of them. All these mechanical puppets stared fiercely at everyone present! "Damn it! This brat intends to use the mechanical puppets to deal with all of us. He wants us to be obstructed by the puppets and be unable to join forces to deal with him!" "Everyone, hurry up and kill him! Don't give him a chance!"

Soon, he encountered an obstacle. It was a puppet! Or rather, it was a puppet man. Three of them popped up at once. They looked exactly the same as those piled in the mass grave, except that these puppet men’s eyes were bloodshot and rushed forward to kill him without saying anything. Poof! Poof! Poof! Alex killed three puppets consecutively with a slash. He rubbed his nose. ‘So weak!’ He cut open their brains with a sword, but there was no Law Stone at all.

Considering their cultivation, approaching the battlefield was as good as digging their own grave. "Roar..." The Corpse Puppet let out a deafening roar as if it was livid that the four of them were turning a blind eye to it. Fengxi glared at the puppet. "What are you roaring about, you d*mned puppet? Do you think you're great just because you're loud?"

“Recognize Migumi’s scent and hunt her down. I want her dead.” With a malevolent grin, I sent the smaller puppet ahead to kill Migumi. He howled, disappearing through the darkness. His fellow puppets followed, their cloaks and eyes gleaming ominously, these sinister creations moved with an eerie grace. It would be hard for Migumi to sense them, especially the magic of this forest.

“Master, I can do that as well.” “No, you can’t.” To my surprise, it was Leviathan who spoke in disagreement with Mammon. “Brother, you can only mimic a human if you are possessing their body. You are incapable of creating another similar body with your magic. As much as I hate to say this, Belzeebub is the only one who can create the perfect puppet imitate the master.” In my mind, I was going to praise Leviathan for being mature enough o say it, but then he starts to bury his face in his hands and weep. “I’m sorry for being useless!” Ah. There he is. The crybaby is back in the room.

The man puppet continued: “The wolves can put those fangs or claws on me at any time, I think my teammates and friends will not betray me, right? Just look at Arina" Just like that, a second passed but like an hour, they kept calling my name, it made my head explode. I admit these are my desires and also my fears. That's why the words of these puppets are so captivating to me. I know I'm losing consciousness, a bit more than what I wish will come true just like what they made me see. I love my parents very much… I just wanted to be with them, so I reached out to touch those two puppets that are now humans.

Questioned Justin. “Yes, they can, and I am going to explain it to you if you would just shut up for a second. The demons like to invade a person and use them as a vessel while keeping that person trapped inside their own mind. I call the human a Puppet. When and if the demon does leave a human its not likely the human would be worth a crap.” “So, the demons use them like a marionette puppet? God that’s awful!” Justin said shaking his head at the thought of it.

"A puppet curse is when someone takes your hair and blood, mixes it with a cursed talisman, and has a practitioner cast an incantation over it. Once that's done, they can control you." "At first, I thought it only affected a person's actions, but it goes further than that. Far beyond what I imagined. "It can cloud your senses at critical moments. What you see becomes an illusion. That's why I couldn't stop myself from coming to this game, and why I mistook a three for a king." That technique had long been forbidden, yet people still dragged it out of the shadows for profit, for cruelty. As soon as I finished speaking, Helen suddenly looked up at me. Tears spilled down her face.

A puppet. Eyes glowing faintly violet and dark. Skin too smooth. Movements too precise. Nytherin. I don't know how one of those bastards even slipped out of the underworld. It turns toward me, a smirk on his lips at first, but when its eyes land on me, they widen in fear. Good. I lunge.