Romans & histoires The Backrooms Creature

There were goblins, the creatures with green wrinkled skin, pointed ears, and their pointed teeth where their saliva is already dripping. From the rocky side of the field, Golems were given a life. Their bodies were made of massive rocks from the filled, and they were few meters high as they stood. They stomp their stone feet making the entire ground shake. Once again, the hole emits black smoke and a humanoid figure was materialized into the miasmatic air. They have a physique similar to humans, but they can't stand properly for their spine were exposed at their backs. Their long and thin tongue is stuck out as if they are already craving human flesh.

Heads of different animals were in strategic places on the four walls of the room, on one other end of the room, there was a mat on the floor where human skulls were neatly arranged in rows and columns. It was pitch black inside the house, save for a small stream of light that shone through the slightly open windows. There was no source of ventilation entering the house. It had a distinct stench, it was nauseating and overpowering. It was more than the humid air, it reeked of blood, death and decay. Goosebumps rose on her flesh and she shuddered involuntarily... Crystal seemed to have noticed her scanning the room so she turned to her, “It’s pretty confusing right?”, she was hyper and giddy,

There’s a room full of strange apparatus and unknown machinery. A robed figure stood before the bed made from black stone. The bed has many strange runes carved on it. Those runes look hellish and unholy but full of unimaginable power. The blood red light shone from those runes upon the robed figure and beyond. The robed figure is The Black Merchant himself. Behind him, there was a black abomination. Its mass consists of countless organs such as eyes, mouth, intestines and countless blood veins with ever changing nature. It’s creeping toward a lifeless body on the stone bed.

It was biomechanical Nightmares – Creatures, whose bodies are made of the same crystalline carbon-factory consisted like the resin, covered by metallic cables and broken Carbon plates they had torn off the ship. They had six long, spider-like legs that ended in sharp hooks, and heads that only consist of bright, cold violet. “Leerenweber”, I whispered and my finger put on the trigger. The purple eyes of the creatures fixed us. Then they stumbled out of the resin and flew directly to us in the absence of gravity.

I pulled the golden energy inward, wrapping it around the child and my own heart, creating a silent, internal furnace. Suddenly, Silas halted at the front of the line, his fire-blade held high. "Wait. Something is moving in the quartz." From the translucent walls, figures began to emerge. They weren't Void-Wolves, and they weren't Frost-Walkers. They were small, grey-skinned creatures with elongated limbs and eyes the size of saucers—The Echo-Dwellers. They were the scavengers of the Under-Realm, creatures that lived off the memories of the things that fell into the River of Shadows.

The cave responded immediately, as hidden compartments along the stone wall suddenly burst open. From narrow slits and shadowed crevices poured creatures that I only saw in mythical books. Rogues with red-glowing eyes, and beasts that twisted in unnatural forms. They had elongated limbs, spines jutting through skins, and jaws splitting wider than nature ever permitted. Shadows figures slithered across the ceiling like living smoke, before they dropped heavily to the ground. They were just so many. Sienna smiled, stepping backward as the chaos erupted. "It always feels good," she purred, "to have a backup plan lying around, you know. Just in case."

he said turning and walking out with the other council members following him. As soon as the dungeon doors squeaked and slammed shut with finality, the smell of rotting corpses and doom hit me. That is when I realized I wasn't alone anymore. The wardline burned before the creature even stepped into the chamber. It didn’t knock. It didn’t speak. It simply appeared crawling out of the shadows like bone-stitched void. Tall. Hulking. Black smoke trailing its claws. When it locked it's black 10 sets of eyes on me, it stood up to its full hight and its mouth opened with razor-sharp teeth sticking out all jagged like in a circle and then its tentacles came out of the black abys that opened op out o

Dryad took the opportunity to inspect his surroundings as the hunters were still in their position glaring at the only path the snarling creepers will appear from. The underground thick, blackened wall and floors were filled with little sparklingly crystals shining in varies of colors but more of the color-blue glows more brightly than any other color there serving as the main illumination within the underground and it's passages, having a towering roof the same as the height of it's creator—the glowing sky-worms with each tunnels connecting to each haven as a creek flowing from the east to the west. A total of ten haven built and still ongoing with each one holding many of mystical creature

"Behind you Ri," I yell to Orion and he sees a little too late. The tiny creature jumps on his back and he fumbles back. "What the hell?" he says stumbling back as the thing covers his eyes with its claws. "Zel get this thing off me!" "Okay just remain calm remember our training." "I'm calm, I'm calm but I would appreciate it if you could get this thing off my back." We are surrounded by creatures that look like mini demons. They have long horns that curl at the tips and wings on their backs. Their bodies look like it's made out of ash. Their eyes are huge glowing red orbs that are bulging out of their heads.

These creatures were abominations - wicked things that survived by draining human blood, leaving nothing but corpses in their wake. I kicked down the door and moved through the house. The scent was strong here, I found the bloodborn in the back room - a gaunt man with yellowed eyes and blood-stained teeth. He hissed when he saw me, but he was weak from hunger and no match for a demon wolf. The fight was over quickly. I snapped his neck with one clean motion, watching as his body crumpled to the floor.