Undertale Novelas e Histórias

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

] [Talent items: A set of F-Rank kitchen utensils (upgradeable), ability to create culinary concoctions that even ghouls can taste. Screens displaying my in-game identity and talent items floated before my eyes. Meanwhile, there was already a huge audience watching the livestream. They were waiting for the action to start, and I was the unlucky soul picked to play in this horror game. When they saw that I was only eighteen and possessed only the lowest-ranked talent items, everyone’s eyes nearly popped out. [She’s done for! She’s a newbie, AND she got sent to an S-Rank Map! She’s going to die in ten seconds flat.]

Not the court's attention , the real kind, the kind that arrived when something had earned it. "That's what made you come here," he said. "To Vael." "Vampire legal texts are the only living body of pre-modern legal language that hasn't been filtered through colonial translation frameworks," she said. "Every other tradition has been mistranslated so many times the original meaning is layers deep." She paused. "The original anchor law. The fourth section. The word selveth. There are twelve hundred years of legal force in that word that the standard transliterations have never touched."

“Some of them for hundreds of years. “The Underworld is a Kingdom in itself; as I told you this morning, all the dead are in the Deadlands, awaiting reincarnation.” “This place is weird,” I murmur, looking around at all the people. Now that Laila has said it, I do note that a lot of their skin is papery and frail, hanging off their bodies as if it almost wants to slough off like a snake. I grimace. “Shh,” Laila says, nudging me. “Pay attention.” I do as I’m told, turning my eyes back up to the God of Death. “We now invite our lovely Contestants,” the God days, gesturing out towards the center of the group, “to ascend the pillar and demonstrate for us their beauty. Please, all, come forward.”

“This way, I decide whom I see and when.” “Unless they touch you without your permission. Spirits reaching out for help or trying to scare you away don’t hesitate to touch you.” “Oh, true,” I muttered. “You should try and see what happens.” He swallowed and turned to the open door, raising his voice. “Hey, kids! Wanna play a game?” I giggled, seeing how naturally he transitioned to Haunter Supreme to boss ghosts around and resume breakfast. “What game?” asked one of the tablets a moment later. Brandon replied like he was addressing any regular kid and nodded to me, his mug right by his mouth.

There was a commotion on the phones. “Queen Luna,” Chris said over Garrin’s phone. “The rogue said we’re at the entrance to the Underworld.” “The Underworld?” everyone whispered, eyes wide. Chris continued. “Once you enter the tunnels, there’s a compulsion to keep going to the deepest part—the abyss—and then you can never leave. He said Tartarus has the Valkyries now, and only the power of a god can release them.” “No one else go into the tunnels,” Thea said immediately.

The altar was about two metres wide and crimson in colour, its surface was covered with many intricate lines that gave a sense of vertigo if been stared at for long, along the circumference were twelve profound and mysterious runes. The alter served many purposes but in this instance it was used to test the bloodline of the child, if he wasn’t a pure Hunter then the alter wouldn’t even make the slightest reaction no matter what was done, apart from that it was used in testing one’s talent, after the person’s blood has been dropped at it’s very center the lines will light up with crimson light followed by the runes, the number of runes one was able to light up will correspond ones’ talent, li

Memories, somehow, became her only companion. Elise wiped her teary eyes as she crossed the forest of Nardovoa, the portal across each world. It was the only forest that connected the three empires of the Immortal Realm: Zornoxphere, Zophora, and Zorpithia. She made her way through the familiar set of tall trees and she easily entered the boundary of Zornoxphere’s empire with her swift movements. It was as if she was invisible because the Griffin Guards and Vampire Warriors failed to notice her as she passed by.

"Now shut up and let me work." Chloe could only watch as Ursula took Chloe's hands in her own and closed her eyes before beginning to mutter words that the blonde didn't recognise. She didn't have time to question it though, because no sooner had Ursula began to chant in her strange language, a light blue glow began to pulse from their joined hands. It grew and grew with each chant, flowing up Chloe's arms like a cleansing breeze. It felt oddly nice and calming but strange at the same time. Part of her wanted to run away from the strange light but another part wanted to stay, fascinated by what she was seeing. Witnessing such a remarkable thing distracted her from the perpetual anxiety withi

he said "stay away from Lucy, this is between the both of us" I said "okay fine but I want you to introduce me to her" he said "why should I", I asked " don't play that game with me unless you want me to blow your cover" he said " okay fine is that all you want?", I asked "as her father", he replied " what the hell!!!", I cursed " are you crazy" I asked "that girl is almost sixteen" I said