Undertale Cyan Novels & Stories

CYRAN The world is a haze of a furious, dark blue, and everyone I see are black shapes within it, claws and all, they are threats to me. I can't stop. I have to get out of here. We have to. Another steps in front of me; mage or wolven, I cannot tell; his eyes glaring a weird violet through the harsh blue. Saelyna throws her arm forward, and hurls a bolt of iden at him, ripping him cleanly in half. We storm forward, through the forest, two unstoppable forces brining anything in our path.

Ayla felt sad for the two griffins and hoped that the Arch-Mage would find a way to save Cyan. “May I get close to Cyan?” Rhobart asked. When Eydyia gave her approval, Rhobart went to Cyan and put his hand on the griffin. His eyes turned silver, and he gritted his teeth. “There is something foul inside Cyan. It feels like a splinter of evil.” “You can feel what’s wrong with Cyan?” asked Atlas. Rhobart shrugged. “It is not the first time I touched an animal and knew what was wrong with him. Anyway, whatever is inside Cyan hid its presence the moment he felt me. I can’t feel it anymore.”

It’s not green-glowing like I’d expect the Luna’s to be, more of a washed-out bluish-white, so I assume it’s mr-blue-eyes-cleft-chin fae zipping northward like a sixteen hundred horsepower Hennessey Venom F5, defying the laws of physics with a fluid and aerodynamic grace. “Why that little—!” Channeling my indiscriminate swearing his direction, I begin retooling my plan, but before I can finish that curse, a second sylphide streak follows him in a foggy greyish haze. Then, I’ll fucking be a hairy werewolf if there isn’t a third, this one blazing along in a distinct pale yellow like a sunbeam. “Fuck me! How many of those fae is that Candlewood alpha keeping in there!? All of them?”

I add. “What does this glow look like?” Rye asked. “Devon and Nate glow a bright iridescent silvery colour. Kaleb glows a bright darker blue colour and Reece glows a bright darker green colour. I also notice a darker blue halo around Kyalni and a darker green halo around Mykenzie. The halo seems to follow them. Nymyra also has a bright silver glow to her.” I answer. No one says anything, and I have a feeling they think I am crazy. I see Rye look at Chris, and I can tell they are communicating without words. None of the three women seemed to be phased by this. It’s like they already know.

Jai immediately told him, and Yuta nodded. “I won’t. I’m just taking a look at it.” Yuta said, examining the wound again. He noticed a very faint purple lining around the wound. “It’s close to lilac. Is it diluted or is it the thick one? The Violet Lily? Or is it Gun Petal?” He muttered to himself. “But isn’t Gun Petals pink, brother?” Ruta asked in confusion. “Yes. But the center part of it is thick purple pink. If we squeeze that out, we’ll get a substance that’s purple pink in color. But looking at this lilac color… I don’t think it’s Gun Petals now…” Yuta said.

I ask, "What are the colors?" "Gold for Fae/Fairies. Brown for Lycan/Werewolf. Blue for Merpeople. Green for Witches and Warlocks. Red for Vampires. Purple for Dragons. Black for Zombies/ Ghouls/ Goblins/Demons. White for Angels. Yellow for Humans and Pink for Nephilims/Giants." Whoa, I've only read about things like this!

Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon. Adonis' dragon had a copper base color with dark green accent scales peeking out underneath the top layer of copper in certain areas. His tail, talons, and body size were all mostly in comparison with Draven but just a tad smaller. Harris quickly looked forward when he felt Draven begin to descend. A small cottage tucked close to the mountain on the north side came into view.

Going home early today might not be bad, he might catch the little tortoise, who had memorized his schedule enough to hide away from him before he reaches home. “Sir.” “It is fine Cain; you can go home. I was thinking of going home myself.” Cain need not to be told again, sounds of his parting steps were the only thing left in the room. Cayton wasn’t long after he headed home himself, the beauty of driving in the rain with warm music makes his heart full. One would call him a psychic if they had witness how he predicted the day, ‘so this is where Cyan learned changing hair color every week.’ She had green dye a week after they met, and it seems she had changed it to pink recently.

Your mother decided that to have a spur of the moment bar b que - Cahir I see Tylania in the background, which means Cahir is outside. I watch Aisling run by in a tiny tank top and pair of shorts. That girl is going to be the death of me. I look down as my phone vibrates, but a flash of purple catches my eye. Not only did I damn near swallow my tongue, but Caturix, my Lycan, whipped his head up to look through my eyes. The girl is breathtakingly gorgeous. She is a few inches shorter than Aisling, so around 5’5”, with long black hair having streaks of purple and red flowing through it. I cannot help but stare at her eyes when she turns to face the computer screen. They are the most mesmerizin

Various bizarre symbols began forming, an attempt by the boy to recreate the riddle from the beginning before forgetting anything that could be proven crucial for finding the solution. Colors and gems, as well as a name I have never heard before. How are they correlated between them? Scarlet and red are maybe connected with the rubies and bloodstones? And perhaps the color teal is considered to have some relation with the aquamarine and the emerald. Then, what about Mithril and orange? No, Mithril's color is silver; I am missing something for sure. There is also that man named Kale Eleguards remaining. I have to, at least for now, make sure not to forget his name...