Undertale Monster Oc Novels & Stories

"What about this, Uncle. Do you think this is the one?" The "Uncle" gave Chu Xun a back full of goosebumps. "Zombies." Chu Xun stared at the ugly monster with long razor-like fangs. Towering at several meters taller than humans, the monster, in a hide of deep purplish-green, looked like a lumbering stone monolith, its abnormally-long and gaunt arms growing nails as sharp as daggers. "It really looks like zombies, if my guess is correct," said Chu Xun.

Aunt Drucella says, pushing the book in front of me. I stare at the picture in front of me. A creature, built like a man, with the head of a wolf covered in scales with tiny furry hairs sprouting from its hedges. A primate with claws instead of fingers. I still can't understand. “What am I staring at?” “A Monogroth, A creature of darkness magic, created by Behemoth. It was last seen during the great war.” Greg says. “And was killed by your ancestor,” Aunt Drucella added.

Lana said making me nod as I tensely look at the moving bushes. We all turn quiet when a big ugly looking monster appears before us also follows by others with the same appearance. By my count, there are 5 of them with the size of an elephant. They have this brownish color, one eye on the center of the head, two big horns, and sharp long teeth. The monsters are like giant Cyclops if in our world but they look so different. They stand on both two feet and they had these 6 long hands. The one closer to us suddenly growls as they all look at us as if readying themselves to attack.

Until here, her fate will remain unknown. A sudden scream was heard up the dungeons, “My Lady, we have to go now!” Charlotte was interrupted reading even though she didn’t understand what does it says. As they ascended from the pit, a group of monsters known as the trolls, as the largest and also most violent troll genus. It was ten feet tall, while Legolas was only seven feet tall. They have a dark gray body, a chunky torso, and kinky feet with flat soles. It emitted a powerfully unpleasant odor reminiscent of old socks and foul-smelling places. Its nose was filled with what appeared to be puffy, grayish paste: troll mucilage.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

More like three voices in one. Hera chuckles behind us. "There he is. The monster hidden under his fake civility." I can't breathe. I've never seen him look so terrifying. Hera sashays to her red car, and I panic. "Wait, what are you doing?! Take him with you!" I say, my voice shaky. "You should tame your monster first. He looks like he's about to riot," she responds, and I glance at Tyler's unmoving form. A small pool of blood is forming under him.

When he did, the monster let out an eerie scream and leapt in Zane's direction violently while chanting, 'Lènmi an te jwenn mwen Lènmi an te jwenn mwen Lènmi an te jwenn mwen... Aahhhh... ' (The enemy found me) He pushed Zander against one of the walls, threw a rib-breaking punch in his stomach and tried to run away. In spite of his bleeding head and aching ribs, Zander fought back, holding him until his friends came. "What the fuck," "What piece of disgusting shit is this thing!" "It looks like An Orc" Ryley alongside their two friends Benny and Jordan occurred. They were just shocked would be an understatement, their eyes popped out looking at the beast Zander and clutched against the floo

The heavy mahogany door, which I had tried to turn a dozen times in the last hour, finally groaned open. Julian stepped in. He had discarded his surgical coat and loosened his tie, his charcoal shirt unbuttoned at the collar to reveal the hollow of his throat. He looked less like a doctor and more like the "Monster" the city whispered about—a man who saved lives only to own them. In one hand, he held a crystal glass of amber liquid. In the other, a small, black velvet box. "You haven't touched your dinner, Elara," he said, his voice a low, melodic vibration that seemed to make the very floorboards hum.

After a few seconds it appeared and immediately got lost in the ring. "What's going on? Why didn't the star show or tell me anything?" I wondered before I heard someone touching me on my shoulder. "Mother. You are here?"I breathed with relief since I had guessed that something else touched me. "Artie, you need to be extra careful. Some things would seem like the truth yet they aren't what they seem to be."she said. "What do you mean by that mother?" "That's not an ordinary owl. It's a two in one creature, I mean it's partly an owl and a half snake but it's up to it whether it wants to be a complete snake or an owl for a time being."she explained.