Undertale Game Script Novels & Stories

Not even if God Himself would decide to forgive her. As she waited with bated breath, approaching footsteps could be heard from the door. Using the tanks as reflection, she could vaguely see the people entering. It was Fakey McBaldy, Gollum, the female player, one man and the last to enter was Undertaker. They entered cautiously with their guns in position. “Five,” thought Gray to herself. “Four down.”

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

The game I created. I looked for other files and saw a very particular file labelled "The Termination Game Research". I was about to open it when I heard footsteps coming nearby. Quickly, I hid the file inside the drawer and pretended to look for someone… "Serine! Serine… are you here!?" Blanchet walked casually inside and was quite surprised at my weird position, "What are you doing?" She asked. "I was looking for my best friend, Serine… have you seen her?" I replied.

Tobi said, his words laced with sarcasm. Calvin looked so troubled as if he was wondering if he would speak or not. I faced him. “What is Tobi talking about, What do you mean you’ll hide me?” I asked, He looked at me looking guilty. “Andrea,” “What? Are you just going to call my name?” I yelled. “Tell me. What the fuck is Tobi talking about?” He didn’t speak. “Fucking tell me,” I yelled. I looked at Tobi. “Tell me, what the fuck is that? Fucking tell me, Tobi.” I said.

“Good. We have work to do.” Kyle clapped his hands dramatically like I didn’t just threaten him. “Alright boys and girls—werewolf, witch, demon, wolf,” he announced. “Bag your emotional baggage and your actual baggage. We are going to the underworld!” Tara instantly turned pale. Kyle winked at her. “Oh don’t give me that look. It'll be fun. Horrifying, traumatizing, and possibly fatal—but still fun.” Nicholai cleared his throat. “Wait—are you saying you can open a port to the underworld right here? Or is there like a pathway or doorway or something?”

Their teeth gnashed together, and the guttural growls that emanated from their throats sent chills racing down the spines of everyone on the battlefield, as if the very essence of death marched with them. Talon’s grin widened. “Finally,” he muttered, feeling excited. “A real fight. I was already getting bored.” The necromancer’s lips curled into a wicked grin. “Oh you won’t be bored for long.” He pointed the orb towards at Talon and Ludiciel and with a deafening roar, the skeletons surged forward. Prince Ludiciel gazed towards the east, over the towering trees and hills as he sent a message to Zedekiel. 'We'll buy you as much time as we can brother.'

She laughed mockingly, raising herself to her full height. "Begin the spell," she ordered Taylor, her gaze fixed on Kiara. Without a moment's hesitation, Taylor moved closer to Kiara and with a sharp pin, etched an ancient symbol onto Kiara's forehead. Kiara groaned in pain, her blood trickling down her face. "You won't get away with this, Scarlett!" she cried out. As Taylor stepped back, Scarlett followed suit, her gaze never leaving Kiara. Closing her eyes tightly, Taylor drew a deep breath and began to chant in a strange tongue. As she opened her eyes, they glowed an inky black.

The man, feeling his anger justified by the arrival of a seemingly responsible figure, immediately explained, "Sir, I'm just trying to get home, and this young lady here bumped into me. She's been drinking and hurling insults at me for no reason." Nysaa, who had turned to face the intruder, was too intoxicated to immediately recognize the man as Mace. She raised a finger and slurred, "Oh great, another knight in shining armor." Then her eyes widened as the man's features became clearer. Nysaa's drunken realization sent shockwaves of panic through her. It was Mace, the very person she had vowed to take revenge on. Her face turned pale, and she took a hesitant step back, stumbling slightly.

I gave the signal. It was time. Lucas nodded subtly and disappeared behind the velvet curtain. The Master of Ceremonies announced, “Now, for a special presentation, a journey into the love story of our Alpha and his Luna.” The projector flickered to life. A soft instrumental began to play. The screen lit up. But what played was not what anyone expected. A grainy, yet perfectly audible video clip began. It was clearly shot inside the castle. The entire hall went silent as Elsa’s face filled the screen.

Just when Aqua thought they would intervene, the scene shifted again. The night deepened, and Aqua’s parents stood together, a flicker of desperation in their eyes. Her father grasped her mother’s hands tightly. “We can’t let them use our child. We need to call upon the ancestors to help us escape this nightmare.” Her mother nodded, her expression a mix of fear and determination. “You’re right. It’s time to leave. For our family.” They joined hands and began to chant, their voices weaving together a spell infused with urgency and hope. Aqua felt the air around them pulse with energy, the weight of their words resonating through her.